I went to see the doctor again. He said that the blood and urine tests came out fine. My glucose levels are a little high and my cholesterol level is a tad high. Otherwise, I'm okay. My poo samples were screwed up so I have to drop off my poo at the doctor's again.
I asked him, "Why am I going to the bathroom so much?"
The doctor thinks it's because I have anxiety.
But, I wake up in the middle of the night to pee. I'm not anxious when I'm sleeping. Or is it because I'm generally anxious all the time?
My symptoms have gotten worse over the last year or so. Maybe when my troubles that are stressing me out go away, I'll be in better health.
I must have gotten the flu yesterday after I got food poisoning. I've got the chills, sweats, and fever. I feel terrible.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
DAVIDy KIMet's A Series of Unfortunate Events
It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was pouring cats and dogs. The wind was howling loudly. I couldn't sleep all night because of food poisoning.
I ate some cereal yesterday after work. I put some golden raisins in there. I was on the computer while I was eating and I didn't look at what went in my mouth. After a bite, I tasted some nastiness. It tasted like a really bad burnt rotten raisin. I also took a whole bunch of vitamins afterwards. I'm not sure what caused the food poisoning, but I was sick all night. I'm still sick now. All the toxins seemed to be spewing out of every orifice I have. I had diarrhea, nausea, vomiting, chills, cold sweats, hot sweats, and general overall pain.
I was puking and crapping all night. I was so tired, but the pain prevented me from falling asleep. Plus, as I've mentioned before, I have to keep going pee and poo for some reason. That kept me up too. I'm going to see a doctor today for those yucky symptoms. I'm a walking zombie these days.
I went to work today, even though I'm feeling worse than last Thursday. As you know, I've puked my guts out at the office party too because of too many drinks.
My right wrist is acting up again. It's hurting so bad without me even moving it. My right leg and hip is still scarred up and scabby. They're getting really itchy.
Then, my Honda Accord started acting strangely too. It's making this rattling noise from somewhere in the engine bay. Dang! I thought Hondas are the best cars. This Accord is really letting me down. I used to drive my Mustang really hard and she took all the punishment I gave her without any problems until at least 100K miles. I hope the Honda gets fixed under warranty. It seems like everything is a money pit these days. No matter how much we struggle to save, there's always something that's draining away our money.
I'm still nauseated as I'm typing this. I had to puke a lot several times at work. I was making loud horrible regurgitating noises. They echoed throughout the halls. Fortunately, no one came in to the bathroom as I was blowing out all my chunks. That would have been embarrassing.
I don't know what's wrong with me. It seems like everything is going downhill for me. Not in a fun skateboarding way, but downhill in terms of everything's falling apart in my life.
These health issues combined still don't bother me as much as the serious crap I'm going through right now. I might tell you later if everything works out. Right now, don't ask me what's really bothering me, or I might bite your head off. I'm still in an extremely bad mood over my serious nonhealth-related problems.
I ate some cereal yesterday after work. I put some golden raisins in there. I was on the computer while I was eating and I didn't look at what went in my mouth. After a bite, I tasted some nastiness. It tasted like a really bad burnt rotten raisin. I also took a whole bunch of vitamins afterwards. I'm not sure what caused the food poisoning, but I was sick all night. I'm still sick now. All the toxins seemed to be spewing out of every orifice I have. I had diarrhea, nausea, vomiting, chills, cold sweats, hot sweats, and general overall pain.
I was puking and crapping all night. I was so tired, but the pain prevented me from falling asleep. Plus, as I've mentioned before, I have to keep going pee and poo for some reason. That kept me up too. I'm going to see a doctor today for those yucky symptoms. I'm a walking zombie these days.
I went to work today, even though I'm feeling worse than last Thursday. As you know, I've puked my guts out at the office party too because of too many drinks.
My right wrist is acting up again. It's hurting so bad without me even moving it. My right leg and hip is still scarred up and scabby. They're getting really itchy.
Then, my Honda Accord started acting strangely too. It's making this rattling noise from somewhere in the engine bay. Dang! I thought Hondas are the best cars. This Accord is really letting me down. I used to drive my Mustang really hard and she took all the punishment I gave her without any problems until at least 100K miles. I hope the Honda gets fixed under warranty. It seems like everything is a money pit these days. No matter how much we struggle to save, there's always something that's draining away our money.
I'm still nauseated as I'm typing this. I had to puke a lot several times at work. I was making loud horrible regurgitating noises. They echoed throughout the halls. Fortunately, no one came in to the bathroom as I was blowing out all my chunks. That would have been embarrassing.
I don't know what's wrong with me. It seems like everything is going downhill for me. Not in a fun skateboarding way, but downhill in terms of everything's falling apart in my life.
These health issues combined still don't bother me as much as the serious crap I'm going through right now. I might tell you later if everything works out. Right now, don't ask me what's really bothering me, or I might bite your head off. I'm still in an extremely bad mood over my serious nonhealth-related problems.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Just Read My Blog
Sometimes, when people ask me what's new in my life, I just want to tell them, "You haven't been reading my blog, have you?" Hello, people, I'm writing practically everything that's going on in my life on my blog. If you want to know, what's going on, then just read my blog. Thanks.
I don't want to have to tell you in person, since I don't like repeating myself. Well, sometimes I do, like when I want to say, "I told you so."
Due to the internet and other technological changes our society is going through, I feel that there's less need for social interaction. Pretty soon, we'll just be IM'ing each other instead of talking. I think that's going on already.
Whatever happens in Vegas may stay in Vegas, but whatever happens in L.A., stays in my blog. Or, whatever happens in my life, goes in my blog.
Okay, I'm insane. Forget everything I said.
This weekend, Sarah and I went up to the mountains to see some snow. A lot of it melted since it didn't rain in about a week. Maybe we'll go again next weekend since it's supposed to rain a lot this week. I reinjured my right wrist again trying to change the water on our water dispenser. Ouch! Fortunately, Sarah is a pharmacist who gave me Motrin for my inflamed muscle tissue. I hope the pain goes away, b/c I need my right wrist to do stuff. I'm right-handed and therefore, left-brained. At church, I told the story of Noah's Ark and all the kids were skeptical-even at that age. I couldn't finish my story without them interrupting me with questions constantly. They're a hyper bunch of kids anyway. I've told you about them before in my previous posts. I should use the catholic method of corporal punishment when they disrupt the class. Muhahaha! Oh, by the way, I've went back and read some of my past posts. I've noticed a lot of grammatical and syntax errors. If you spot them, please let me know. I need to fix them, b/c I'm anal. I don't like to write low quality crap. I like to write high quality ones. ;p Well, sometimes, if there's too many, I get overwhelmed and might get lazy. I don't want to go back and rewrite every single post I've written. We'll see.
Korean Pancakes
Korean Pancakes
Here's our recipe for Korean Pancakes (BooChimGae).
1. 1 Squash-grated
2. 6 small carrots-grated
3. 2 long pieces of green onions-chopped
4. 2 eggs
5. Flour
6. Milk
7. A dash of salt
8. Soy sauce for dipping
9. A little bit of cooking oil so that pancakes won't burn
Mix 1 through 6 up into a batter. Pour onto a hot frying pan. Flip each side until golden brown. You can serve these for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Awesome!
Lemon Shake
A unique and healthy shake
As an example of some of the creative things that Sarah and I make, I'm giving you a recipe for our lemon shake.
1. 1 Whole Lemon
2. 1 Kiwi
3. 1 Tangerine
4. 1 Banana
5. 2 Cups of Milk
6. 2 Scoops of ice cream
Mix all the ingredients together in a blender. Serves 2 glasses. Mmmmm. Yummy.
If it doesn't taste good, you must have screwed it up somehow.
Corpse Bride
One of the best claymations I've seen in my life, if not the best.
This little animated film is like a dark gothic kids' movie just like Tim Burton's other film, "A Nightmare Before Christmas".
Victor and Victoria are supposed to be wed the next day through an arranged marriage. Both their parents want them to marry so that it would help them out financially. Victor's parents are fish merchants and have risen to the ranks of the nouve riche. They think that Victoria's parents are "old money" and can help them rub elbows with the snobs of society. Victoria's parents are on the verge of bankruptcy and need Victoria to marry so that they won't be thrown out into the streets.
Victor bumbles his wedding vows during the wedding rehearsal and is told to come back once he memorizes his lines. He walks into the forest alone. While he recites his lines, he puts the ring on something he thinks is a dead twig on the ground, but it's actually Emily's finger. Emily rises from the dead and says, "I do."
Victor says it's all a misunderstanding, but Emily believes that they are legally bound forever and takes Victor to the Land of the Dead.
I like the way that the color in the real world is dark and dreary while it's very colorful in the world of the dead. The color contrast is a good use of irony. Why would anyone want to go to the land of the living when they are dying to be in the world of the dead?
It starts off with a good musical number by the parents trying to marry their children off for financial motives. I liked the music and the songs in this film. During one of the skeletons' dance and song, it reminded me of the song, "It's A Dead Man's Party" by Oingo Boingo. After all, Danny Elfman did write the songs in this movie. Fortunately, he came up with better songs that matched the tone of this movie.
Victor looks like a clay model of Johnny Depp in Edward Scissorhands.
This is a cute kids' story in a creepy way. I didn't know the dead could be this fun and charming. There's a lot of witty little jokes and remarks.
Tim Burton makes necrophilia fun and interesting.
Victor later falls in love with Emily because of her great personality. Being dead is not going to set her back. Victor and Emily start playing beautiful music together on the piano. Victor becomes torn between 2 women. He also wants to go back to Victoria and the land of the living.
I'm not sure if this is suitable for young children, but I thought it was fantastic.
One of the skeletons informs Emily that there is a problem with her marriage. The old line, "Til death do us part" nullifies her marriage because she's already dead. The only way to solve this is if Victor dies. Then, they can be bound in marriage forever. Emily says she cannot give Victor poison, but Victor overhears this and chooses to go through with it so that he can get married to Emily.
This film's dead characters remind me of the great videogame by Lucasarts' Grim Fandango which is inspired by the Spanish celebration of Dia de los Muertos.
This film features a tightly written script and great animation. It's everything you can expect in an animation and more.
It's wholesome creepy fun.
Who knew that being dead is more fun than living? It's good that this movie was an animation. You couldn't see this story any other way. It wouldn't be good with real actors. I thought this was brilliant and beautiful. The dead can be very cute.
My rating: A, 93.
This little animated film is like a dark gothic kids' movie just like Tim Burton's other film, "A Nightmare Before Christmas".
Victor and Victoria are supposed to be wed the next day through an arranged marriage. Both their parents want them to marry so that it would help them out financially. Victor's parents are fish merchants and have risen to the ranks of the nouve riche. They think that Victoria's parents are "old money" and can help them rub elbows with the snobs of society. Victoria's parents are on the verge of bankruptcy and need Victoria to marry so that they won't be thrown out into the streets.
Victor bumbles his wedding vows during the wedding rehearsal and is told to come back once he memorizes his lines. He walks into the forest alone. While he recites his lines, he puts the ring on something he thinks is a dead twig on the ground, but it's actually Emily's finger. Emily rises from the dead and says, "I do."
Victor says it's all a misunderstanding, but Emily believes that they are legally bound forever and takes Victor to the Land of the Dead.
I like the way that the color in the real world is dark and dreary while it's very colorful in the world of the dead. The color contrast is a good use of irony. Why would anyone want to go to the land of the living when they are dying to be in the world of the dead?
It starts off with a good musical number by the parents trying to marry their children off for financial motives. I liked the music and the songs in this film. During one of the skeletons' dance and song, it reminded me of the song, "It's A Dead Man's Party" by Oingo Boingo. After all, Danny Elfman did write the songs in this movie. Fortunately, he came up with better songs that matched the tone of this movie.
Victor looks like a clay model of Johnny Depp in Edward Scissorhands.
This is a cute kids' story in a creepy way. I didn't know the dead could be this fun and charming. There's a lot of witty little jokes and remarks.
Tim Burton makes necrophilia fun and interesting.
Victor later falls in love with Emily because of her great personality. Being dead is not going to set her back. Victor and Emily start playing beautiful music together on the piano. Victor becomes torn between 2 women. He also wants to go back to Victoria and the land of the living.
I'm not sure if this is suitable for young children, but I thought it was fantastic.
One of the skeletons informs Emily that there is a problem with her marriage. The old line, "Til death do us part" nullifies her marriage because she's already dead. The only way to solve this is if Victor dies. Then, they can be bound in marriage forever. Emily says she cannot give Victor poison, but Victor overhears this and chooses to go through with it so that he can get married to Emily.
This film's dead characters remind me of the great videogame by Lucasarts' Grim Fandango which is inspired by the Spanish celebration of Dia de los Muertos.
This film features a tightly written script and great animation. It's everything you can expect in an animation and more.
It's wholesome creepy fun.
Who knew that being dead is more fun than living? It's good that this movie was an animation. You couldn't see this story any other way. It wouldn't be good with real actors. I thought this was brilliant and beautiful. The dead can be very cute.
My rating: A, 93.
Friday, February 24, 2006
Commentary on Last Night
I know that it's not smart to blog about work, so I'll keep it to a minimum. Since nobody reads my blog anyway, I'll say whatever I want to say:
Dear Diary,
I puked my guts out last night. I'm still trying to hold back my barf as I'm writing this.
We all had a blast last night at the office party thrown by Update Legal in recognition of all of our hard work. We work nonstop from the moment we arrive until we get home. (Do you think they'll believe us?) It was held at the Golden Gopher in Downtown Los Angeles. It was pretty crowded when we got there. It was such a happenin' place that there weren't enough seats for all of us. We were standing most of the time. We had delicious pizza and lots of alcohol. It was really dark in there, which I guess is good, because no one can see my zits. I outdrank everyone. I had an excellent time, but I paid for it afterwards.
I got there early, because the early bird gets the worm. As you may know, I almost always get to places early. That's how I am. I don't like being late for anything whether it be work or meeting friends. I don't like making people wait. Making people wait is rude. Someone said that the early worm gets eaten by the bird, but that's beside the point.
Anyway, I knew I had to get there early if I wanted to get some free pizza. This harkens back to my law school days. If I learned anything in law school, it's knowing that you have to arrive early if you want to get any free food. I learned that lesson very well.
As an aside, I remember I went to a lot of different club meetings in law school. I wasn't even a member of half those organizations. In our law school, the clubs usually provided free food such as pizza at our lunch time meetings. Besides the free food, some of the meetings were actually interesting. They had guest speakers talk about important topics and whatnot. I wasn't the only vulture at these meetings, however. Some law students actually had the audacity to just come in to the meetings, grab a box of pizza, and walk out. How dare they! At least I stayed at the meetings. You would think that if you pay over $22,000 a year in tuition, you wouldn't be such a cheapskate. Or, maybe since they paid so much and have no money left, they have to scrounge for anything and everything. Well, one time, I was waiting patiently in a long line to get my hands around a nice piece of delectable pizza. I was getting really hungry. My mouth was watering as I smelled the heavenly aroma. Then, people started fighting because they ran out of pizza. Some people took too many slices and didn't leave any for others. Damn wannabe lawyers! All that was left were about 30 open boxes of greasy pizza boxes. I almost started crying 'cuz I didn't get any. My eyes were watery and getting red. Hey, don't laugh at me. I was starving. My hopes were high after smelling that delicious aroma of oily cheesey pizza. Then, my hopes were dashed against the bitter empty pizza boxes of despair. Not one of those dang hyenas wanted to share any of their slices with me.
Okay, enough of my sidenote, this time I got my slice of pizza (or two). It was a good thing too, because the pizza ran out quickly. I will never forget that day in law school.
I overdid it on the drinks, however. I remember having a ball with my coworkers. I was outdrinking all the guys there. I must have had 7 or 8. I lost count. I was drinking glasses of beer and wine and well drinks like shot glasses. Then, I felt really sick. I ran outside and puked. I puked a few times as I ran back to the office to get to the bathroom there. At the office, I saw Chris Curtis working hard late into the night. He gave me a ride to my car, which is parked far away. What a nice guy. After that, I don't remember how I got home. I'm being totally serious. I remember vaguely passing by my exit on the freeway though.
Somehow, I got home. I must have passed out on the living room floor. I don't remember much else. The next memory I have is of me puking up a storm over the toilet. The projectile vomit that came out looked like remnants of my pizza I had earlier that evening. I vaguely remember yelling some profane curses at god as I was drunk out of my mind and trying to clean up the bathroom at the same time. Apparently, I must have been doing it a lot, because Sarah is really angry with me. I'm in a whole lotta trouble with my wife.
Don't ask me why I do this. It'll probably take another blog of psychoanalying my past.
This morning, I turned off my alarm clock as usual at 5:10 in the morning. I thought I was just lying there thinking for a few minutes before I get up out of bed, but it happened to be 6:30 am. I overslept. Or, my perception of time gets really altered when I'm drunk. I really thought I was just lying there for like five more minutes before I got up.
After packing my lunch, I started feeling sick again. I tried puking, but nothing came out. My body was going through those hurling motions. I felt my throat tense up and make those nasty regurgitating sounds, but still nothing came out but spit. I could taste the disgusting taste of pizza vomit in my mouth. That smell and taste doesn't go away for a long time no matter how many times you rinse your mouth with Listerine. I wondered if I got arrested for drunk driving before coming home and realized that I would have woken up in jail if I did. I checked my car to see if I got into any accidents, but it was okay, fortunately.
I drove to work and I was more grumpy than usual trying to fight LA traffic. I felt really bad, obviously because I was hung over. I ran to the bathroom a few times at the office to hurl, but still nothing came out but spit and the vile taste of vomit. I'm still feeling pretty sick. I'm sitting way down in my seat almost lying down and holding up the back of my neck with my left hand. I don't think I'm going to eat lunch today. Or, maybe I will because I don't want my food to go to waste.
I remember when I could hold a lot more liquor. Well, nowadays, I never drink any alcohol except at parties. Back when I was at my law school summer abroad program to Korea, I went out drinking after class with my classmates every night. We drank a lot back then. I didn't throw up even though I drank a lot more, because I was only in my 20's back then. One night, I drank about 4 bottles of soju (Korean gin) and 4 bottles of beer. In Korean tradition, when someone older pours you a drink, then you must accept it and drink it. They kept pouring me drinks and I kept downing them like a good hubae (younger classmate). I was drunk off my mind, but I kept it all in. At about 3:00 am, I tried going back to my aunt's house. The taxi cab dropped me off in the wrong place. Somehow, I managed to get home though. Along the way, I saw another drunk Korean girl who asked me for directions. I really couldn't help her. It's dangerous for a pretty young drunk girl to be walking the streets alone at that hour. I was carrying a map of Seoul and trying to find my way home so I could have a couple hours of some zzz's before class. Everything was closed at 3:00 in the morning, but I needed to pee really bad. I had to go somewhere, so I went behind someone's car and peed on their tire. When you gotta go, you gotta go, I guess. Speaking of drunk stories, I remember getting drunk with Hui and Chris one night in Koreatown. I drank so much and needed to go, but had no place to. I just went behind a tree on Wilshire Blvd.
Okay, back to last night, I still haven't learned my lesson from the last office party we had during Christmas. I went through pretty much the same thing at the xmas party. The office Christmas pictures are still available for viewing in the December 2005 Archives section. This time, however, it was a lot worse. I guess I need to make the same mistake twice before I learn anything.
From henceforth, I resolve to limit myself to three drinks only at parties. Amen. I only need a buzz to have a good time at parties. I don't need to overdo it and try to outdrink everyone.
Well, everyone knows that alcohol does wonders for my personality. Even my previous boss at Giardinelli, Duke, and Simmons thought that they should have a minibar at the office for me.
Dear Diary,
I puked my guts out last night. I'm still trying to hold back my barf as I'm writing this.
We all had a blast last night at the office party thrown by Update Legal in recognition of all of our hard work. We work nonstop from the moment we arrive until we get home. (Do you think they'll believe us?) It was held at the Golden Gopher in Downtown Los Angeles. It was pretty crowded when we got there. It was such a happenin' place that there weren't enough seats for all of us. We were standing most of the time. We had delicious pizza and lots of alcohol. It was really dark in there, which I guess is good, because no one can see my zits. I outdrank everyone. I had an excellent time, but I paid for it afterwards.
I got there early, because the early bird gets the worm. As you may know, I almost always get to places early. That's how I am. I don't like being late for anything whether it be work or meeting friends. I don't like making people wait. Making people wait is rude. Someone said that the early worm gets eaten by the bird, but that's beside the point.
Anyway, I knew I had to get there early if I wanted to get some free pizza. This harkens back to my law school days. If I learned anything in law school, it's knowing that you have to arrive early if you want to get any free food. I learned that lesson very well.
As an aside, I remember I went to a lot of different club meetings in law school. I wasn't even a member of half those organizations. In our law school, the clubs usually provided free food such as pizza at our lunch time meetings. Besides the free food, some of the meetings were actually interesting. They had guest speakers talk about important topics and whatnot. I wasn't the only vulture at these meetings, however. Some law students actually had the audacity to just come in to the meetings, grab a box of pizza, and walk out. How dare they! At least I stayed at the meetings. You would think that if you pay over $22,000 a year in tuition, you wouldn't be such a cheapskate. Or, maybe since they paid so much and have no money left, they have to scrounge for anything and everything. Well, one time, I was waiting patiently in a long line to get my hands around a nice piece of delectable pizza. I was getting really hungry. My mouth was watering as I smelled the heavenly aroma. Then, people started fighting because they ran out of pizza. Some people took too many slices and didn't leave any for others. Damn wannabe lawyers! All that was left were about 30 open boxes of greasy pizza boxes. I almost started crying 'cuz I didn't get any. My eyes were watery and getting red. Hey, don't laugh at me. I was starving. My hopes were high after smelling that delicious aroma of oily cheesey pizza. Then, my hopes were dashed against the bitter empty pizza boxes of despair. Not one of those dang hyenas wanted to share any of their slices with me.
Okay, enough of my sidenote, this time I got my slice of pizza (or two). It was a good thing too, because the pizza ran out quickly. I will never forget that day in law school.
I overdid it on the drinks, however. I remember having a ball with my coworkers. I was outdrinking all the guys there. I must have had 7 or 8. I lost count. I was drinking glasses of beer and wine and well drinks like shot glasses. Then, I felt really sick. I ran outside and puked. I puked a few times as I ran back to the office to get to the bathroom there. At the office, I saw Chris Curtis working hard late into the night. He gave me a ride to my car, which is parked far away. What a nice guy. After that, I don't remember how I got home. I'm being totally serious. I remember vaguely passing by my exit on the freeway though.
Somehow, I got home. I must have passed out on the living room floor. I don't remember much else. The next memory I have is of me puking up a storm over the toilet. The projectile vomit that came out looked like remnants of my pizza I had earlier that evening. I vaguely remember yelling some profane curses at god as I was drunk out of my mind and trying to clean up the bathroom at the same time. Apparently, I must have been doing it a lot, because Sarah is really angry with me. I'm in a whole lotta trouble with my wife.
Don't ask me why I do this. It'll probably take another blog of psychoanalying my past.
This morning, I turned off my alarm clock as usual at 5:10 in the morning. I thought I was just lying there thinking for a few minutes before I get up out of bed, but it happened to be 6:30 am. I overslept. Or, my perception of time gets really altered when I'm drunk. I really thought I was just lying there for like five more minutes before I got up.
After packing my lunch, I started feeling sick again. I tried puking, but nothing came out. My body was going through those hurling motions. I felt my throat tense up and make those nasty regurgitating sounds, but still nothing came out but spit. I could taste the disgusting taste of pizza vomit in my mouth. That smell and taste doesn't go away for a long time no matter how many times you rinse your mouth with Listerine. I wondered if I got arrested for drunk driving before coming home and realized that I would have woken up in jail if I did. I checked my car to see if I got into any accidents, but it was okay, fortunately.
I drove to work and I was more grumpy than usual trying to fight LA traffic. I felt really bad, obviously because I was hung over. I ran to the bathroom a few times at the office to hurl, but still nothing came out but spit and the vile taste of vomit. I'm still feeling pretty sick. I'm sitting way down in my seat almost lying down and holding up the back of my neck with my left hand. I don't think I'm going to eat lunch today. Or, maybe I will because I don't want my food to go to waste.
I remember when I could hold a lot more liquor. Well, nowadays, I never drink any alcohol except at parties. Back when I was at my law school summer abroad program to Korea, I went out drinking after class with my classmates every night. We drank a lot back then. I didn't throw up even though I drank a lot more, because I was only in my 20's back then. One night, I drank about 4 bottles of soju (Korean gin) and 4 bottles of beer. In Korean tradition, when someone older pours you a drink, then you must accept it and drink it. They kept pouring me drinks and I kept downing them like a good hubae (younger classmate). I was drunk off my mind, but I kept it all in. At about 3:00 am, I tried going back to my aunt's house. The taxi cab dropped me off in the wrong place. Somehow, I managed to get home though. Along the way, I saw another drunk Korean girl who asked me for directions. I really couldn't help her. It's dangerous for a pretty young drunk girl to be walking the streets alone at that hour. I was carrying a map of Seoul and trying to find my way home so I could have a couple hours of some zzz's before class. Everything was closed at 3:00 in the morning, but I needed to pee really bad. I had to go somewhere, so I went behind someone's car and peed on their tire. When you gotta go, you gotta go, I guess. Speaking of drunk stories, I remember getting drunk with Hui and Chris one night in Koreatown. I drank so much and needed to go, but had no place to. I just went behind a tree on Wilshire Blvd.
Okay, back to last night, I still haven't learned my lesson from the last office party we had during Christmas. I went through pretty much the same thing at the xmas party. The office Christmas pictures are still available for viewing in the December 2005 Archives section. This time, however, it was a lot worse. I guess I need to make the same mistake twice before I learn anything.
From henceforth, I resolve to limit myself to three drinks only at parties. Amen. I only need a buzz to have a good time at parties. I don't need to overdo it and try to outdrink everyone.
Well, everyone knows that alcohol does wonders for my personality. Even my previous boss at Giardinelli, Duke, and Simmons thought that they should have a minibar at the office for me.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Around the World in 80 Days (2004)
A terrible remake by Disney of Jules Verne's classic novel. Phileas Fogg accepts a challenge by Lord Kelvin to circumnavigate the globe in only 80 Days. Jackie Chan accompanies him as his valet. Along the way, they pick up a French girl in an art gallery in France. She says she wants to see the world to inspire her paintings.
Since Jackie Chan stars in this movie, it's not as bad as it could have been. At least he brings action and comedy to this film. It's not Jackie's best work, however.
The story seems to be have been written by clowns. It's totally goofy and gay. All the gags are pretty lame. I actually liked the older tv version of this movie starring Pierce Brosnan better. That one was less goofy. Brosnan gave it some class.
The movie is fast-paced and is well suited for kids with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). When the camera shows their next destination, the settings look like something from the It's a Small World ride. It's very dorky.
Everyone overacts. They all behave like overgrown children. You can't take anything seriously in this movie.
The movie is colorful, and it looks like it has been filmed in many countries the threesome supposedly traveled through.
There's a lot of scenes that look like they've been deleted. In one scene, the gang is in the Wild West. They meet the Wright Brothers. They ask if they've seen Jackie and the Wright Brothers said that he's in the back of their wagon. I'm sure there were some deleted scenes to keep the movie short. You're just left wondering, "What happened?". How'd Jackie end up in the Wright Brothers' wagon?
Also, it shows that they went over the Himalayas, but they don't show how they crossed it. I'm beginning to seriously doubt that it is possible to cross the world in 80 days back in the late 1800's. There's a lot of similar things in the movie that were just glossed over.
One time, they meet Arnold Schwarzeneggar who plays a Turkish prince. He actually seems to play himself--a womanizing spoiled egotistical governor. He proposes to the French girl to be his Wife #7. This way, he can have a different wife each day of the week. If I was the prince, I would have just one wife and many concubines. I'm just kidding, one wife is enough. I'm happy with just one wife. Arnold asks, "Will Tuesdays work for you?"
The French girl then asks, "You have seven wives?"
No, stupid girl. Arnold has six wives. He's asking you to be his seventh wife. Learn some math instead of drawing your childish pictures. One of her paintings she showed to Fogg was a tic-tac-toe game.
When traveling through China, Jackie reveals that he's one of the 10 Tigers. The 10 Tigers are his brothers and sisters. Why did he travel alone to get the Jade Buddha back? The Chinese warlord had a gang that traveled with her to England.
When Fogg runs off to San Francisco alone, he gets his bags stolen and becomes a stinky bum. Somehow Jackie and Frenchie find him right away in a town as big as San Francisco. Yeah, right!
Near the end, the threesome make a flying contraption from the parts from the boat they're on. The thing looks like it'll fall apart and drop like a rock. Anyway, we're supposed to believe that they can fly and land safely in one piece after all the parts started falling apart.
In the last scene, an imbecile of a sheriff, who has been chasing the three across the world, tries to walk up the steps to the Academy with a broken arm. The cop starts falling back and Jackie tries to help him by grabbing his arm that's in a cast. The cast comes off, and the cop goes tumbling down the steps. Jackie holds the cast and shrugs his arms. Everyone starts laughing. Umm. . .excuse me. A guy with broken bones just fell down a hundred steps. That's something to laugh at? What's Disney trying to teach kids?
The movie had a ton of mistakes, but since it went at a fast pace and had Jackie's humor and fighting sequences in it, it wasn't that bad. I took it for what it was--an adventure comedy. I wasn't entirely bored. It might be a good family film that will entertain the kiddies. The movie went quickly from one scene to the next. I guess the three were in a rush to win the bet, so they didn't stay in one scene too long. I just think that they should have tightened up the loose ends better. There's a lot of scenes in the movie where you wonder, "How'd they do that?"
The Highs: Colorful; sometimes witty; Jackie Chan's fighting; fast pace.
The Lows: Low IQ required to fully appreciate the finer qualities of this movie.
The Verdict: Disney's It's A Small World After All version of Jules Verne's classic.
My rating: C, 71.
Since Jackie Chan stars in this movie, it's not as bad as it could have been. At least he brings action and comedy to this film. It's not Jackie's best work, however.
The story seems to be have been written by clowns. It's totally goofy and gay. All the gags are pretty lame. I actually liked the older tv version of this movie starring Pierce Brosnan better. That one was less goofy. Brosnan gave it some class.
The movie is fast-paced and is well suited for kids with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). When the camera shows their next destination, the settings look like something from the It's a Small World ride. It's very dorky.
Everyone overacts. They all behave like overgrown children. You can't take anything seriously in this movie.
The movie is colorful, and it looks like it has been filmed in many countries the threesome supposedly traveled through.
There's a lot of scenes that look like they've been deleted. In one scene, the gang is in the Wild West. They meet the Wright Brothers. They ask if they've seen Jackie and the Wright Brothers said that he's in the back of their wagon. I'm sure there were some deleted scenes to keep the movie short. You're just left wondering, "What happened?". How'd Jackie end up in the Wright Brothers' wagon?
Also, it shows that they went over the Himalayas, but they don't show how they crossed it. I'm beginning to seriously doubt that it is possible to cross the world in 80 days back in the late 1800's. There's a lot of similar things in the movie that were just glossed over.
One time, they meet Arnold Schwarzeneggar who plays a Turkish prince. He actually seems to play himself--a womanizing spoiled egotistical governor. He proposes to the French girl to be his Wife #7. This way, he can have a different wife each day of the week. If I was the prince, I would have just one wife and many concubines. I'm just kidding, one wife is enough. I'm happy with just one wife. Arnold asks, "Will Tuesdays work for you?"
The French girl then asks, "You have seven wives?"
No, stupid girl. Arnold has six wives. He's asking you to be his seventh wife. Learn some math instead of drawing your childish pictures. One of her paintings she showed to Fogg was a tic-tac-toe game.
When traveling through China, Jackie reveals that he's one of the 10 Tigers. The 10 Tigers are his brothers and sisters. Why did he travel alone to get the Jade Buddha back? The Chinese warlord had a gang that traveled with her to England.
When Fogg runs off to San Francisco alone, he gets his bags stolen and becomes a stinky bum. Somehow Jackie and Frenchie find him right away in a town as big as San Francisco. Yeah, right!
Near the end, the threesome make a flying contraption from the parts from the boat they're on. The thing looks like it'll fall apart and drop like a rock. Anyway, we're supposed to believe that they can fly and land safely in one piece after all the parts started falling apart.
In the last scene, an imbecile of a sheriff, who has been chasing the three across the world, tries to walk up the steps to the Academy with a broken arm. The cop starts falling back and Jackie tries to help him by grabbing his arm that's in a cast. The cast comes off, and the cop goes tumbling down the steps. Jackie holds the cast and shrugs his arms. Everyone starts laughing. Umm. . .excuse me. A guy with broken bones just fell down a hundred steps. That's something to laugh at? What's Disney trying to teach kids?
The movie had a ton of mistakes, but since it went at a fast pace and had Jackie's humor and fighting sequences in it, it wasn't that bad. I took it for what it was--an adventure comedy. I wasn't entirely bored. It might be a good family film that will entertain the kiddies. The movie went quickly from one scene to the next. I guess the three were in a rush to win the bet, so they didn't stay in one scene too long. I just think that they should have tightened up the loose ends better. There's a lot of scenes in the movie where you wonder, "How'd they do that?"
The Highs: Colorful; sometimes witty; Jackie Chan's fighting; fast pace.
The Lows: Low IQ required to fully appreciate the finer qualities of this movie.
The Verdict: Disney's It's A Small World After All version of Jules Verne's classic.
My rating: C, 71.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Help! I've fallen and I can't. . .
I fell off my longboard last night going down a hill near my home. I'm in a lot of pain. I fell on my right hip and my right hand. My wrist is killing me. My right hip is all scraped up. My right hand is only slightly bruised. My skateboard went flying down the hill into the intersection.
My wrist hurts the most though. Hopefully, I'll be okay soon so that I can go to my office party tomorrow. Otherwise, I won't be able to shake peoples' hands. Right now, my wrist hurts every time I move. I have to use my left hand more. I have to learn how to wipe my butt with my other hand.
Fortunately, my skateboard had a green light so it didn't get run over.
Now that I'm older, I can't recover as fast as when I was younger. I used to be able to just get up and go after falling. Now, I have to take a break from skating until I heal. Otherwise, I might really break something if I get hurt again.
I canceled my appointment with the oral surgeon to pull out all 4 of my wisdom teeth. He was going to charge $600 to put me under general anasthesia. That's on top of the $2000 to pull out my teeth. I guess I chickened out. I'm just going to wait a little longer. I've waited this long. I can wait a little longer. I first found out that my wisdom teeth were impacted in law school in 1998. It's been about 8 years already. I wonder if my wisdom teeth are making my teeth become crowded and crooked. I think they are. I might have to get braces again. I hate dentists.
My wrist hurts the most though. Hopefully, I'll be okay soon so that I can go to my office party tomorrow. Otherwise, I won't be able to shake peoples' hands. Right now, my wrist hurts every time I move. I have to use my left hand more. I have to learn how to wipe my butt with my other hand.
Fortunately, my skateboard had a green light so it didn't get run over.
Now that I'm older, I can't recover as fast as when I was younger. I used to be able to just get up and go after falling. Now, I have to take a break from skating until I heal. Otherwise, I might really break something if I get hurt again.
I canceled my appointment with the oral surgeon to pull out all 4 of my wisdom teeth. He was going to charge $600 to put me under general anasthesia. That's on top of the $2000 to pull out my teeth. I guess I chickened out. I'm just going to wait a little longer. I've waited this long. I can wait a little longer. I first found out that my wisdom teeth were impacted in law school in 1998. It's been about 8 years already. I wonder if my wisdom teeth are making my teeth become crowded and crooked. I think they are. I might have to get braces again. I hate dentists.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Skateboarding Down Suicide Hill
This was one of the steepest hills I've been down. It's very steep, trust me. It may not look as steep on video. It's a short hill though. It made for a nice quick ride.
I'm always looking for steeper and longer downhills. I should visit San Francisco with my longboard one of these days.
Everyday is Valentine's Day and Christmas Day at the Kim Family House. Actually, I shouldn't say that. I might have to buy stuff everyday. Here, Sarah is holding her 4 dozen roses. And yes, I've posted this picture so that Sarah can't say I never buy her flowers. Remember what I've said before, folks: Marriage is the key to happiness. Don't forget that. I'm serious.
Andy grew wings that day. I remember I used to beat him when we biked before. Since I didn't ride in several months, I was out of shape. I need to start riding more often. I want to start biking to work again. Andy kicked my ass yesterday. He was so fast. He was so far ahead of me, I couldn't even see him anymore. I'm going to get you Andy. Just you wait!
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