i'm fat.
something must be done.

went to the biennial exhibition at the whitney today. playing hookie is always fun... but it's especially exciting when your boss approves/pays and when you get to look at some of the most important works of the last couple years. makes me think i should get off of my butt and start art-ing for myself.

my weekend in boston included:
- my first ride on the chinatown bus
- watching super size me and subsequently vowing to never eat fast food ever again
- staying up late watching subpar tv movies
- doing alot of shopping, but only a little buying (everything was too expensive)
- consuming massive amounts of meat (beef, pork and chicken) at red bones
- playing a little tennis
- finding out that the chinatown buses back to new york have been sold out through most of the night, instead deciding to take greyhound/peter pan (costing 50% more), getting yelled at and lectured by the bus driver for talking on my cell phone and wondering if this guy was intentionally trying to kill us with his weird short-cuts and reckless driving.

it was an exciting time.
unforgettable, even.
i need more weekends like this.

what it is about dangling skin that makes me want to pull it?
i had a big hangnail that i couldn't leave alone. now my cuticles are all messed up.

i'm going to boston this weekend. i'm not a big fan of that city, but it's good to get away from this city every once in a while.

i got a spiffy new haircut yesterday... it was a spur of the moment sort of thing... it's pretty short... and i have a little bang thingie...
today's comments from co-workers have included "i like...", "it works", and "adorable".
so far, no "sexy" or "hot"...
my suspicion is that all of my associates want to call it "sexy", but they're afraid of a sexual harrassment accusation. either way, i can live with "adorable"...

the weather forecast for the entire weekend was completely wrong. there was no rain, there was extreme cold and then humid heat... all totally unpredicted by the local, so-called meteorologist. the weather on the west coast is just so much more predictable (and pleasant).

i got a gmail account.
i'm cool.

i had a pastrami sandwich for lunch.
i'm cool.

...

that's the extent of my coolness.

happy asian pacific american heritage month!
go hug an asian (pacific american).

i was pretty active in the whole APA social/political activism scene a few years ago. and though i still care about the issues, i somehow find myself off the playing field and on the sidelines, spectating.

it's 11:40am and my stomach is audibly growling.