Archives for December, 2009

Happy New Year!

Some high­lights from 2009 that I can think of right now:

1. Attended my first pug meetup

2. Ate at The French Laundry

3. Went to Paris

4. Went to Portland

5. Got a new computer

6. Got a pro­mo­tion at work

7. Left San Francisco

8. Moved to New York

9. Vaca­tioned in the Caribbean

10. Ate the famous fried chicken at Momo­fuku (thanks Rosalin)

11. Spent New Year’s Eve with my best friends

This is an amus­ing read: Read­ers by Author. Speak­ing of music (see Read­ers by Author > Murakami), I own two albums and have heard of five (includ­ing the two I have) from this list. Com­mence cow­er­ing in unhipness.

2 comments

I’ve been away for too long

Two cru­cial things I for­got to bring to Los Ange­les: sun­glasses and my Nin­tendo DS. My brother bought me Zelda: Spirit Tracks for Christ­mas and I am dying to play it.

Her­mes is infected with the ran­dom shut­down syn­drome, so I’m check­ing him in over the break so they can run diag­nos­tics. Hope all goes well!

Here are pic­tures from my iPhone that I’ve been mean­ing to post but haven’t. They’re in a some­what chrono­log­i­cal order from most recent to oldest.

Father’s Office, Cul­ver City:

Saul brought me cup­cakes on my birth­day. How sweet is he?

From my favorite Viet­namese restau­rant, Bro­dard:

Peo­ple said that it would be dif­fi­cult to work in the NY office because of all the noise; there are about 50 sales­peo­ple talk­ing on head­sets for 8 hours a day. But I think the most dis­tract­ing part is the view (also, I have really good ear­buds):

The many stages of my Hal­loween cos­tume:

One of his bet­ter days:

Domo-kun + rain + abu­sive drunk peo­ple =

When we dropped him off on Broad­way, pedes­tri­ans yelled, “Nooo, you can’t throw that away!” I was a lit­tle teary-eyed.

Happy hol­i­days everyone!

1 comment

Algorithmic Crystal

Wow. I’d be so happy if this was my wed­ding ring.

via design­boom

no comments

First Snow

Before I moved here, I pic­tured me walk­ing down the street and being greeted by snow­men left and right. Only found one, however.

2 comments

Grad school blues

The more that I think about it, the more I’m con­vinced that grad school isn’t for me. I’m not sure if I want to come back next semes­ter. And frankly, I don’t even want to fin­ish this semester.

I want to do some­thing I’m good at, but after tak­ing a vari­ety of classes, I real­ized the only thing I’m good at is web devel­op­ment and cro­chet­ing food. The peo­ple at school are really amaz­ing and tal­ented and I don’t belong there. I’m think­ing of work­ing full-time instead, and on week­ends at Michael’s so I can still get my cre­ative fix.

Sorry I’m such a Deb­bie Downer in this post, but I’ve just been feel­ing defeated these past few days and have no one to tell.

I also miss my friends in San Fran­cisco. I don’t click very well with peo­ple here.

I also feel like I’ve said the pre­vi­ous sen­tence when I first moved to San Fran­cisco, but replaced San Fran­cisco with Los Angeles.

/end pity party

5 comments