THE PLAYOFFS START TODAY!!!!!

And I get CABLE TV tomorrow!!!!!!

Am rooting for a Yankee- Red Sox ALCS. So for the first time in my life, I will be cheering the Sox on, only because I want to see the curse work itself out again.

Besides, I HATE the A's.

Even more than I hate the Red Sox.

go yankees, go yankees, go yankees, go yankees

Will be wearing my derek jeter jersey to sleep tonight.

Changing Habits
You know how they say, a new place has new fengshui? Your life should change because the elements are arranged differently around you now. Your chi is different.

Since I've moved, I have noticed a change. I expected a transition, yes. I expected my morning routines to be different, yes. But certainly didn't expect myself to feel differently or that life would drastically change.

Life didn't really change that drastically... but I have to admit, very happily and gleefully indeed, that I'm doing better in the "boy" department. I have OPTIONS! And I can choose to decline them or accept them. What a luxury! Two nights ago, I even got flowers.

But that's not what's astonishing. What's astonishing is that I now have plants. Yes, the woman who can kill any green thing in sight has caught the gardening bug. At least I think I have. I don't know if it's because they are the only other living things in my apartment, apart from bacteria and such (which we all have, but don't admit to), but I've been talking to them. Oh yes. Of course this could be the first sign of insanity, but gardeners tell me it's normal. I'm happy, just watering them, turning their pots, taking them out to sun. Now how strange is that? I don't have like a full blown garden. I own 5 pots. 3 are tropical ferns and 2 are orchids. It's exciting. You know what people say about dogs and their loyalty. How they never talk back and they always love you. That's sorta what I feel about my 5 pots. They're there. They (unlike dogs) are low maintenence. There's nothing unstable about them. As long as you water them, repot them once in a while and put some fertilizer in it, they're always there.

Saturday Morning
Am proctoring yet another exam. I am a professional proctor... or at least that's part of my job description. The good part about this job is that I do manage to get homework and necessary paperwork done. The best part about this job is that I get a day off my daytime job, everytime I proctor on a weekend. The bad part about this job is that I don't get paid. The worst part however is the boredom. Because there is only so much you can do sitting quietly in a room for 4-6 hours. Today's gig is ok, because I am surrounded by computers and I can surf craigslist, post my blog and even stand up and walk a bit. Other gigs, you can't even move from your desk. I can hear my thoughts out loud at times. Or at least I can hear them, because it's so damn quiet even when you shift your feet to get blood flowing, you can hear it echo a mile away.

I managed to work out the time conflict with sailing and choir. Will sing til the end of mass, then whisk myself away in my snazzy silver car. Hopefully I will make it. The America's Cup boats are out on the bay this weekend apparently. Would be so superb to be sailing side by side with one of these. I wish I could take my camera along with me. However, I think I'll regret it even more if something happened to it. One of these days I'll get the guts to bring it along.



Slumber Party
Last night, friend, N, stayed over. She's engaged to her new man, and apparently, this was the first nite she'd spent away from him since they got engaged. They had a fight yesterday about golf. He was going to spend the day playing without her. She got upset because he's been putting golf off for baseball.

"you come home every night and decide you have to watch the stupid A's and claim you're too tired to play"

"and when I ask you to play on Sunday, you say there's another stpid A's game on and you can't play"

"did we not agree that we would golf together every weekend? I learned golf so we could do something together"

"oh so now I'm restricting you from your lifestlye... fine!"

click.

ahh.... the joys of couplehood.

This week I:
1) Found and bought my new dining table. Very pretty. Also off of craigslist. LOVED looking for it. LOVED finding it. And will LOVE it when it gets into my ktichen. Dining table is a peasant style table, all yellow with pretty vines stenciled onto it. The guy I bought it from is making a bench to match it. Can't wait!

2) Double booked myself for sailing and choir. Can't not go to choir because I have a solo this week. Can't not go to sailing cos the weather is just unbelievably cooperative. Don't think there will be another weekend like this. Will just have to split myself in two

3) Learned STATA. Or somewhat learned it. Dreamt of regressions and beautiful descriptive stats. Was a lovely dream, believe it or not

4) Got drunk on sake and retched all the way home. Made bad impression on new friend.

5) need to do homework!!! Put that off while shopping for dining table, rugs and generally admiring my beautiful new apartment.

This new home is wonderful. Simply wonderful. Not only do I get my own space, I get to shop shop shop for furniture. Yesterday, found a gig that will cover all my furniture shopping. This is simply too lovely to be true.
Have found a lovely white mediteranean table at costplus, and another mosaic one on craigslist. Haven't decided which one will go with my lovely white and fuscia pink kitchen yet. Will go garage sale hunting for the perfect chairs.... or rather the perfect chairs for me to paint over. Have some wild designs in mind. Haven't spent a dime yet, but this shopping thing is so much more fun than the decision making in the end because the possibilities are endless!

From EuroTrash:
What I think of during sex

Dear God, will this ever end?
Stop biting!
That is NOT my clitoris
Oh dear, I thought he'd be better than this.
I'm getting lockjaw.
My arm is about to drop off. Please come. Please please please come. Soon.
I'm going to have stubble rash in the morning.
Porn. Think of some porn. That might help.
Desperate times, desperate measures. Let's try the finger up the bum. See if that finishes him off.
Oh God. He's a freak.
What's his name again?
I am so never ever going to do this ever again. With him.
Why is he making that funny noise?
Typical boy. His duvet smells.
Wow. That was good. [Rare, that one]

I saw Mars on my way home. How extraordinary to be able to say that and mean it literally. I thought it would be bigger, except it's just a tiny orange speck in the sky.
Class this semester has been surprisingly inspirational. Just when I thought I was wiped out, someone was able to pump extra energy in me. I have to admit though, there is one person in class who just gets on all my nerves. I seldom ever get to the point where I have to tolerate someone. Well, I'm tolerating her and absolutely refuse to look or talk to her just so I can tolerate the situation. There is some rivalry here. We see things differently. She's definitely better at math than I am. Which probably is making me feel insecure. What annoys me however, is the way she talks to people. The tone is tinged with disdain and irritation as if one was not worthy of conversation with her. Ugh! Makes my skin crawl.

I moved this weekend. Suffice to say that every bone and muscle on my body hurts. It's a big transition. I now officially live in the Sunset district. The neighborhood is awesome because it reminds me of my grandmother's apartment in Singapore that was just a few steps away from the wet market. I rolled out of bed today and walked 5 minutes to a dimsum store for breakfast. This beats getting chic coffee at some cafe anyday.
Love the new apartment with its hardwood floors, high ceilings and eggshell (colored) walls. Even better, love the closet! I haven't had closet space in 2 years- part of the limitations of living in a victorian flat. But this space is just awesome. I can't wait to finish unpacking to take pictures of it.

You know those break-ups on TV, especially on shows like Ally or Buffy or any other show that has some strong female lead? They always seem so easy to do. Yea, he's not good for me or, the world will come to an end if I continue hooking up with this fella.
Yea, well I wish it were that easy in real life. And that easily distinguished.
The bad boy addiction is impossible to kick. And the more women want him, the more you seem to want him. Of course the smart thing to do, in TV land, would be to back out and let all the other women have him (and if there were poetic justice, he'd break his leg while playing basketball and be all miserable when you're gone). Then you wait for your prince charming who always is some Freddie Prinze Jr in geek disguise, and he of course is going to show up right after your break up with bad boy.
But that of course is TV land. In real life, you're sitting at a distance wishing you were that woman right next to him, and waiting for your supposed prince charming is like standing in a line that's 100x longer than the one at the DMV with a pathetic sticker on your forehead that says "LOSER".

Labor Day Weekend Thoughts

Christmas Shopping
Always good to pick up those cheapy sale items during labor day sales, even though I didn't go to any. But I did think about what I'd like (yes, it's all about me!) For christmas this year, i'd like the entire collection of Ally McBeal and Sex and the City DVDs. That way I won't have to pay for therapy at $75 a pop. And I can have ice cream while I'm at it.
And I still want those damn sexy black boots that I've been wishing for the past 5 years but never got around to buying it

Without a man
Kinda weird feeling. 3 day weekends are when you're supposed to take off to the country with some significant other. Didn't go away, just stayed in the bay area. Packed mostly cos I'm moving this saturday.

The Outdoors
I did get my time in the outdoors however. Went sailing on Friday night. The wind was fantastic and all three of us in the boat had to hike out to keep the boat balanced. Very good exercise for the abs. Your feet hooked beneath a strap in the cockpit while the rest of your body hangs outside the boat. My abs hurt on Saturday as testimony to that. The next day took off to Mt Tam. Drove up to the peak and hiked down to Muir Woods then back up to the peak again. Was so pretty. Got there before 9am. The fog hadn't lifted and no one was around yet. You could barely see beyond 20 feet cos of the fog. It was so serene and peaceful; reminded me of some enchanted forest and was thinking about elves and pixies as I hiked down. Have some really pretty pictures as a result.

Freddy vs Jason
What a laugh... and a really good laugh. That's about all I have to say in case people want to watch the movie