Friday, February 10, 2006

Thanksgiving

Hello,
So, went out to Los Angeles again.
I took my friend from Fullerton.
We met up with my friend in Century City.
We went to eat at a deli called "Canter's".
It's on Fairfax, pretty close to the Farmer's Market.

I had the "Thanksgiving Dinner Everyday" or it was called something like that.
Turkey, Stuffing, Potato Mash, Cranberry Sauce

~K

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Bleu Night

Hello,
There wasn't much happening last night.
On my way back from work, I received a call from an L.A. friend to meet up.
I was already on my way to Fry's when I gave him a call back.
There, I got a 300Gig HDD and tripod.
I was hoping I wouldn't be too lazy to install the thing last night.
It's in it's original packaging, shrink wrap and all.
After that, I headed up to Los Angeles.
We went to a Korean restaurant within walking distance.
After that, we went to Bleu.
There was an interesting bartender there, Esther(sp?).
She was Half Korean... Half Irish/German.
I failed to mention my Half Japanese/Half German friend.
Oh, well...
When she found out my age, the subject of a "27yr., single, Korean, beautiful" friend came up.
When she found out I was Japanese, the subject of Shabu~Shabu came up.
Funny how I just went out to eat shabu~shabu last night.
There's apparently a good place 3 blocks or so south, off of the 10 on Atlantic.

~K

T.J.
JM.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

The Sound of Meat

I had one of those shabu~shabu cravings the other night.
I called out to my Century City friend and headed up.
On the way, past Euclid, I tried to call another Fullerton friend, but she didn't pick up.
Oh, well...
I had a pleasant dinner.
Mizu 212 on Sawtelle is a pleasant hot pot place.
Got to watch some Katamari on PS2.
I napped for a bit of it, but it was fun watching.

~K

J.K.
J.S.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Memory Trolley

Hello,
Well, last night I ended up wanting to drive.
I picked up a friend and we headed out to Los Angeles.
We stopped by the Farmer's Market.
I had Gumbo, and she Jambalaya.
We strolled through the Grove.
From there, we headed out to Westwood.
We got water and headed back.

~K

J.S.

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Weekends, rest, and daylight

Summary: Got an opportunity to walk around a bit.

Saturday, I went to have a "check-up" not "tune-up" done on my vehicle. It feels nice to have it looked at. They found that it had been running quite hot for a while. That's unfortunate. As a result, I believe the cat is fried. There was comment of "smells like burned cat."

Sunday, today, I didn't do much of anything. I stopped by a park on Rosecrans and Gilbert. I took pictures of the clock tower. I went to REI. I cut myself on a knife... I reached into a picnic set, trying to touch the plate. Did not manage to avoid the knife. I asked an employee for some disinfectant. He provided me with "wound wipes" and a bandage. I subsequently bought a pack of "wound wipes."

Well, stepping down for now...

Friday, February 03, 2006

Attempting a systematic recovery of my senses.

Summary: It's a good life, with many good things happening... My greatest Happiness (so far) is still happening now.

Hello,
how goes?
Do you ever wonder?

I peer into the tool atache that is my briefcase and notice the corner of an old note written to me.

It sparks a memory of fond times.
In fact, I am still in those fond times.
I am in the midst of quite an amazing era.
If this era ever comes to its denouement, I'll undoubtedly mark it as one of the highest peaks of my short existence on this little planet. It is basically the highest thus far.

What marks it as such a prominent episode?
This simply cannot be said.
What I can do is analog it to the phenomenon of spring.
During one glorious burst of just-the-right-conditions there is an awakening that happens.
Life explodes and the canvas is bombarded with vibrant pigmentations.

One might suggest that spring cycles in as does every season.
My comparison, of course, was not to the entirety of the world cycle.
My focus is in just the spring miracle.
If I were to project it to that magnitude, however, I would point out that I may be blessed with only one cycle. Some people live where there are four seasons. Some never get winter. Perhaps some get one beautiful, long spring, closing with one quick autumn and one quick winter.

In terms of seasons, too, one might argue one season is far superior to the rest. It may be the case that one season is more appropriate for one than the other. My point still has nothing to do with any of that, I was just making a comparison to something else, entirely.

My spirit has long been unshackled and grown wings, but not until recently was it that it had reason to soar.

With each life, you get one precious pass.

==Just reading around a bit. Found a quote.==
Chappelle stressed that the fame that grew as his show became increasingly popular wasn't the problem, but the environment he faced at Comedy Central.
"I would go to work on the show and I felt awful every day, that's not the way it was" he said. "I felt like some kind of prostitute or something. If I feel so bad, why keep on showing up to this place? I'm going to Africa. The hardest thing to do is to be true to yourself, especially when everybody is watching."
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Day One

I've begun a weblog.
This is primarily to express the simple mundane goings-on of my day to day.
Things of of any import, however, I'll filter out or obfuscate.
Those particulars that are privy to my private proceedings will naturally be informed through more discreet channels.

~K