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Thursday, April 22, 2004
4 shots in the ass, 5 bullets still to pass
So far I have received 4 responses out of the 9 law schools that I applied to. I knew the responses before I tore apart the super feather weight envelops. 2 schools sent me letters that resembled under-the-Coke-cap contests: "Sorry. Play again." The other 2 schools were somewhat more favorable with their responses... But not altogether so. They leaned forward and waved their tits right in front of my face and said "You can't touch these just YET. You gonna have to wait."
I'm not sure which of the two letters is more frustrating. The one that slapped me when I opened the door, or the one that poked me to get my attention, only to smile and say nothing when I turn around to ask what. I guess I prefer a definite answer so that I have enough time to digest the remaining choices in my life and weigh my options carefully. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to wait not only for five more schools to respond to me, but an additional two to decide if they REALLY want me. Until then, I feel like a hamster running on it's immobile wheel. I know I'm moving, but I'm really not moving anyWHERE.
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Hot Shit in Phoenix House
On Saturday morning at 12:30, Albert, Ellen, Linda, and I hopped into our car and headed to Phoenix. 5 hours later, we touched down at Josh's place. (Thanks for letting us stay at your crib again Josh) We took a 5 hour nap and woke up at 10 to meet the realtor. Before that though, we left Josh a little present. Well, technically Kenji (Albert's puppy) left the gift. Yes, as a token of our appreciation, Kenji left some viscous brown pebbles in a beautiful porcelain bowl. Sorry to clog your second toilet up Josh, but come on, with this face, how can you be mad man?
After we met up with the realtor, Albert got a chance to see the house he was purchasing and I got some information about the property for reference.
 Future House of Albert Toobuff
Before we left Phoenix, the four of us stopped by Ruby Tuesdays. At first glance, we thought this restaurant was going to be a Marie Calendar's type of joint. Don't get me wrong, I like Marie Calendars, especially the potato cheese soup. YUM. Sorry I digress. The reason why we thought this place was going to be a golden years hangout was because the only visible customers we saw were elderly people. Despite this though, all of us really wanted to eat at a place we couldn't go to in California. So, even though we saw the numerous Cadillacs and Buicks in the parking lot, we decided to go. Verdict? Dayamn. You HAVE to go here and try the cheese fries. The other food is pretty good too. Even the water was good here. I joke you not. For those who have this restaurant in your city, you probably know what I'm talking about. If you haven't tried this place yet but you've been meaning to, be like a group and birds and FLOCK to this restaurant.
After filling up our stomachs, Albert, Ellen, Linda and I jumped back into the car and headed back to San Diego. Arriving in 4 hours this time, we decide to hit up downtown to go to Red Circle where Vu was spinning. Linda and I were going to drive back to LA right when we got to Albert's place, but I got ahold of my old friend, Liliana, and I wanted to meet up with her.
 Lil, Jimmy, me and Linda
After catching up with Lil and Jimmy, (her man) Linda and I hopped back into the car and drove back to LA. I don't think I have ever driven so much in such a short duration of time in my entire life. In the 30 hours of traveling we did to San Diego and Phoenix, Linda and I spent about 15 hours in the car. I don't think I have the energy to do that anytime soon, but then again, with good company, anything is possible. Thanks to Albert for telling me about the investment and for setting everything up. And of course, a big thanks to Linda for being there with me every step of the way.
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Today's eye candy is Amber Evans. All I know is that she is a model who is currently attending business school. Can you imagine a girl like this in your graduate class? Good lo.
Sunday, April 18, 2004
Hai, Your Highness!
Working at a Japanese employment agency, it's hard not to imagine a scenario where I don't converse in Japanese over the phone. When I AM forced into this hole, I usually try to burrow my way out of there as quickly as I can. Unfortunately, sometimes I have nowhere to go and I'm forced to try to speak in proper Japanese.
For those who don't know, speaking in proper Japanese to a customer or possible client is equivalent to addressing someone from the royal family. Not only do you have to make sure you conjugate your verbs into the inferior form, you have to conjugate the clients' verbs into superior form. So "I'll transfer you to Mr. X. Hold please" would become "My worthless soul will now transfer your blessed spirit to Mr. X. Would you have any problem waiting momentarily?"
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Other than spitting flattering praises over the phone, work has been fine. I'm getting more involved with the recruiting and interviewing processes now. The only qualm I have is the drive through traffic every morning and afternoon. I'm tempted to take the subway to work... Yes, Los Angeles DOES has a subway system. Yeah, who knew huh?
Last weekend I got to see some friends at Riverside. My friend lived on a street right after "Ted Court." Dayamn, I should have brought a hacksaw that night cuz I wanted that sign. Anyway, thanks for hosting that potluck Kozey. You were so busy I didn't even get to kick it with you. Talk about RideShare Shuttle Driver. And, I also got to see my Yakiniku Korean Mami, Christina. At first I didn't know what she was doing holding a knife, but then finally it sunk in. She was cooking! That in itself was worth the trip. haha. For everyone else, it was a blast seeing all yall. No doubt you guys got crump that night. I'm too old for that now though. (cough cough, leans on cane)
Alright... I need to hit the gym and start reading on real estate investments. Next week Albert, Ellen, Linda and I are going to Arizona to look for houses. Hmmm... I'll be sure to post up what we found. Till the next time.
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Todays' eye candy is ....SHoot. I dunno. My friend sent me this pix from Japan. And this is another reason why I wanna go back to Japan. hahaha. Just kidding. It's the Food that has me addicted. Ya'll need to go to Japan to see what I mean.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
An All Too Familiar Morning:
7:00 a.m.- I drop anvils on my two screaming alarm clocks, turn off my stereo timer via remote control, and sit up in my bed. A cloud of haziness clings to my vision, refusing to let go. My eyes try to benchpress my eyelids a little higher. Feeling like a patient on morphine, I crawl out of bed and head to the bathroom only to be greeted by the frigid air. Dousing my face with cold water, my languor starts to drip off, like the water streaming down my face. Time to get ready for work.
7:30 a.m.- I'm driving towards the 210 freeway entrance. The onramp signal angrily glares at me. Then, like the tempestuous tides of yesterdays storm, the animosity suddenly disappears. I press down on the gas pedal and merge into the right lane.
7:50 a.m.- Trudging slower on the 110 Freeway than a senior citizen walking on a tightrope, Big Boy and Steve Harvey try to amuse me. Sometimes Ryan Seacrest's voice booms within the hollowness of my car.
8:20 a.m.- Driving through congested intersections, I pull into my regular parking structure and barter 6 dollars for a small stub. Quickly speeding up four stories, I reverse into my favorite spot.
8:25 a.m. - As I hit the Sky Lobby floor of my building, I swipe my card through the security checkpoint. A guard looks up from his table before casually dismissing me with a barely audible greeting.
8:27 a.m.- The elevator stops on the 20th floor and I exit. Making a right down a desolate hallway teeming with thick mahogany doors, I stop at the office towards the end.
This is where my day begins. This is where my day ends. This is my typical weekday.
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My work is getting better. Or maybe I'm getting better at my work. Whatever the reason, I find myself losing track of time. I never thought I'd ever say this but how can 9 hours can seem like a mere 2 in this office? I'm also not cold calling as much anymore. I've set up my initial client database. Of course that's not to say the phone needs to be sad it's not going to get handled by me as much. Every day new contacts and prospects arise and I need to make sure these firms are aware of my company's existence.
Perhaps what is really helping my day pass is the fact that I'm getting more responsibility thrown at me. I'm in charge of developing three accounts, I help with the recruiting process, and I received my first job order request today. Not bad for someone 6 days new to this game. It's interesting to see in one month whether my days will pass by as quickly as they have been this week. If time becomes MORE estranged as the weeks pass, I'm afraid I'll be another poor soul lost in the depths of overtime.
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A Collage of Excerpts From A Journal Entry
It's funny how you can isolate several phrases or words in a sentence, paste them together, and get a very different effect compared to the original sentence. Below are bits and pieces from Dzuy's April 7th, 2004 Entry. He's not only a close friend of mine, but a very gifted writer. However, after I messed with his penmanship, he became a whole different kind of writer. hahahaha!!!
"... Gordon went first and left me on the ground. He took his sweet time about it too. Then Shaun tapped me on the shoulder, signaling it was time. As I sat in his lap all I kept thinking was I sure hope he fastens all those straps correctly. A moment later, our feet were dangling over the edge of the plane and my arms were crossed over my chest.
I heard behind me, muffled by the roar of rushing wind, "Ready, Set, Arch!" I realized my eyes were closed for a split second and immediately snapped them opened. Another tap and I spread my arms and legs out. I gave the camera guy, Jake, an enthusiastic thumbs up and then just relaxed and tried to enjoy the ride.
Jerking me violently upward, the straps dug painfully into my legs and arms. All in all, it wasn't as scary as I had anticipated but it was still a worthwhile experience and one I'm glad I undertook. It's one more thing cross off the list of things I've always wanted to do..."
*** So my avid readers, what do you think? haha. Read Dzuy's real except by clicking on the green link above, or by going here I gotta hit the sheets early tonight cuz I promised a friend I'd go work out at 24 Hours Fitness at 5:30 in the morning tomorrow. Sheah. Who da hell am I kidding?
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Today's eye candy is Miwa Oshiro. Or should I say Sheya OishiYO!
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Hi, this is Ted calling from ***
So my new job started last Thursday. Ever had people rip the hair off your ball sac (for guys and hermaphrodites that is) and then tickle your nostrils with those very strands? Well, that's how I feel at my new job. I agreed to work for this company under the impression that I would be in the sales and marketing department. Well, I guess I am. I DO help them market their services and my job description really does fit under sales.
I'm a cold calling freakadeek. Yup. I'm one of those operators that call you when you and your girlfriend are playing groundhog day. Well, maybe not that bad. I only call during business hours and I only call business and not residential numbers. So, I guess I'm one up on that. But still, one up from -1 is 0.
Telemarketing is still what it is, no matter how you spin it. Is there even a decent euphemistic phrase for telemarketing? How about "Prospective client consultant" or "Rape-me-at-work phone slave?"
Fortunately, I don't JUST do cold calling. I'm also involved with recruiting, which is actually pretty rewarding. It's just that the cold calling hours pass by like a Mercedes super-diesel car going uphill. Hopefully I'll be able to tough this job out for the next three to four months before law school starts. Well, actually, the correct hypothetical phrase would be "IF law school starts." If I can't endure it though, I just might have to look for another job.
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Last week and the weekend was pretty chill. I got to kick it with some old friends. On Wednesday, I got to grab some good boba at AU 79 in Arcadia with Soo and I bumped into Brian. Dayamn Brian, you go there too much.
On Friday, I went to this SEMA industry afterparty at the Hollywood Athletic Club with Lan and Ed. They had DJ Jimmy Kim from KIIS FM on the ones and twos in the main dancefloor. He should have only been on the ones. hahaha. The drinks at that event were freaking nasty... Normally I don't complain about too much alcohol in my drinks, (more bang for the buck right?) but dayamn, you at least want your drink to taste alright. Shots are different, but drinks should always taste at least halfway decent. Oh well, I still got my buzz on.
Saturday night was spent with the missus who came back from her 7-day cruise... Actually, from what I heard, the "7-day glutton fest" is probably a better description of the trip. Century Club was an option on Saturday night, but instead I ended up watching I movie. Yall are gonna laugh at what I watched... Tommy wanted to see this movie and guaranteed a boba drink if it sucked. If it wasn't for that boba Tommy, I don't know homey. hahaa. Naw, it was a decent flick and I've seen worse before so I can't complain. The movie I saw was Hellboy. Surprisingly it ranked #1 at the box office this weekend, grossing $23 million. For my boo- sorry for making you watch that. hahaha.
 Mr. AU 79 himself, Brian
 I supposedly went to San Diego with her this weekend, Soo
 Ed & Lan
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Today's eye candy is Ms. Lisa Gleave. I'm too lazy to write an intro on her. She's not a new candy on this site anyway. Blah. Here she is. Enjoy.
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