first, i'd like to disregard the fact that my last update was around thanksgiving and even then it didn't really count as an update.  i think it's been established that every so often my lj experiences a really loooong hiatus.

so, i'm sure all three of you are asking what could be so significant that would cause me to take the initiative to post?

well, first some background - i still read the honolulu advertiser once in awhile because it seems i can't completely tear myself away from the island.  sometimes i like to torture myself with the weather forecast.  for example, today's high is 83 with a low of 69. a LOW of 69 degrees, people!!  while i don't even bother with the job and housing sections anymore, i just want to see what's new around honolulu. .

i also check out cat toth's blog.  this is how i get my more entertaining updates on the island.  i first began reading her blog while i was still living on oahu since i used to work with one of her good friends.  and while i was crusing around her posts this morning, i came across the hawaii chair.

i seriously have not laughed out loud this hard at work in awhile.  who in their right mind would bring one of these to work???  MAYBE i could understand your home office...but even then.  check out the youtube video with ellen degeneres.  i had tears in my eyes.

when i moved into steve's house, he  cleared off half of his desk for me to use but we only have one desk chair.  while sharing the chair hasn't really become an issue, i still think it's going to reach a point where i'll need one of my own. shall i get the hawaii chair?  god, steve would KILL me.  and i'd just laugh away at him while i hula my way to abs of steel.

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 Happy Thanksgiving!


will i survive a 6 am drive down to l.a. tomorrow, a wedding on saturday and a drive back home on sunday?  tune in later to find out!

"To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart, and to sing it to them when they have forgotten."

- Anonymous

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You somehow find, you and I collide

i just started reading this book over the weekend.  it's the travelogue of a 32-year-old chick who finds herself in a messy divorce and in sore need of balance in her life.  so she decides to spend a year living in italy, india and indonesia to do some self-reflection and find balance.  i am completely engrossed in her words because i can relate so well to what she's feeling.   that's most likely due to that i've always felt misunderstood most of my life, so when i come across someone else who could possibly have experienced the same things i have...but enough about my emotional issues; that's what my therapy sessions are for.

anyhoo, when i read the following paragraph it instantly reminded me of myself.  this is exactly what i used to be like but not so much anymore.  at least, i hope not.

Moreover, I have boundary issues with men.  Or maybe that's not fair to say.  To have issues with boundaries, one must have boundaries in the first place, right?  But I disappear into the person I love.  I am the permeable membrane.  If I love you, you can have everything.  You can have my time, my devotion, my ass, my money, my family, my dog, my dog's money, my dog's time - everything.  If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will assume for you all your debts (in every definition of the word), I will protect you from your own insecurity, I will project upon you all sorts of good qualities that you have never actually cultivated in yourself and I will buy Christmas presents for your entire family.  I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check.  I will give you all this and more, until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else.

elizabeth gilbert - eat, pray, love: one woman's search for everythig across italy, india and indonesia

1. nephew's birthday party at partipalooza
   
2. dinner with amy and masa
3. will's birthday karaoke fest
   

i've been remiss with my current events status reports.  i sure started out with a bang a couple of weeks ago and then...nothing.  such is my life.

aw man, i just found out that Masu's Massive Plate Lunch closed down.  their kalua pig and lau lau were the only ones i liked...i was actually hoping to eat there on my next visit to hawaii (whenever that may be).  que sera, sera.

so, i finally got rid of this:


and decided to lease this:
  

i'm fast now. :o)

• got together at luka's for ed's thirty-something birthday.  there now exists the most bizarre looking picture of me on the dance floor.
• trekked down to dublin to pick up a tv from amy and masa.  i used to have a dinky 19" tv and would sit on the floor just so i could see it better.  but now, thanks to those guys, i have a 27" that allows me to sit on my couch instead of the floor.  even though 27" isn't that large, that sucker was unwieldy!!  thankfully, steve was already down in oakland for a race and was able to swing by and help masa carry it down to my car.  like i already said, it wasn't that big but i got some short arms, people!
• took advantage of museum day in sacramento and checked out the state capitol and railroad museum.
  

some of you have been asking me how the JT concert was last weekend. one word: awesome. wait, let me try that again...it was more like remarkable. yeah, that's a better fitting description.

it's kind of hard to imagine that at one of my first lunches with steve a few months ago, he could barely admit to me he just bought justin timberlake tickets. i reassured him that it wasn't anything to be ashamed of but maybe being an insync fan might...j/k. fast forward to a couple of weeks ago and i'm listening to the futuresex/lovesounds album on my ipod in preparation to go to the concert with him.  he somehow managed to get me a ticket to go along with him and his coworker even though i had been sick the entire week previous and was starting to wonder if i would even make it to the concert :o)

i am an official JT fan now. i swear we were on our feet dancing for most of the show.  it was so much fun.  i don't know how i got this lucky but i'm enjoying it. 

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in other news, work is a lot more hectic and kinda sucks because of it. but then i start to think that my life just wouldn't be complete if work didn't suck. ya know?  i guess g summed it up best:  physically ailing, mentally challenged and personally fulfilled.

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and to the "anonymous" person with the hawaii IP address who left a comment on my "white sands" entry: so you gonna send the money you owe me or what?

because i'm missing the beach right about now....


I saw you in my dreams.  We were walking hand in hand.  We were playing in the sun and having so much fun.  Those hot long summer days, Lying there in the sun...On a white sandy beach of Hawai`i.

The Sound of the ocean soothes my restless soul. 
The Sound of the ocean rocks me all night long.

so, lots has been happening but i've been suffering from that disease called i-have-stuff-to-talk-about-but-i-lack-the-ability-to-articulate-it-itis.

ed said i had to write about this past friday and how we ended up at a house party where the average age was (-10) years from our own.  i told him i'm just not capable of recapping these days but, gat damn, do khanh and ed still know how top drink from a beer bong!  then there was the "v-neck sweater brigade" that so obviously showed who the older men were.  oh wait, i almost forgot the krunk married guy that kept asking me to dance so that i had to finally resort to the lame "i don't dance" excuse...so he sat on my lap instead.  oh the joy that must have been on my face when he did that.  and lest i forget chatting with minh in the backyard while someone puked in the corner.  i personally think that someone was old enough to know better, but whattaya gonna do? hahahee!

i also have some photos from alisa and dee's hip hop dance performance on sunday night.  i didn't get back to sacramento till 1:30 AM but i would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

For a long time I was in love.  Not only in love but obsessed With a friendship that no one else could touch.  It didn't work out and I'm covered in shells.  And all I wanted was the simple things, A simple kind of life.  And all I needed was a simple man So I could be a wife.

I'm so ashamed, I've been so mean.  I don't know how it got to this point...I always was the one with all the love.  I always thought I'd be a mom that Sometimes I would wish for a mistake.  But The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get. 

Now all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life.  How did I get so faithful to my freedom?  It's A selfish kind of life When all I ever wanted was the simple things and A simple kind of life.