things i’ve learned in the last 12 hours
more to come as i think of them
mmm. thankfully i had a fun evening last night, even if i am a
little frazzled this morning. some of that is due to a work
issue, some of it might be a blood sugar thing (although i
checked, its fine), some of it could be the fact i came in to
work an hour early.
more details when i have time to write later this morning…
okay, they are distinctly french. very much muslim.
but i love their music and once i am able to fully comprehend all the
french, will probably agree with what they’re saying. for now i
just enjoy the music and les mots que je comprends. (i’m sure i
should’ve used a different tense there…subjunctive? beats me.)
http://www.islamonline.net/English/News/2005-03/26/article06.shtml
here’s to french rap. it just flows.
Yesterday was full of the unexpected. Between my fifth place finish at
Bayside for their poker night, the almost-too-quick lifting of
stress at work, and a randomly placed call to someone who i
haven’t talked to in a while and who i wasn’t even expecting to take my
call…..anyway. tonight, i really need to stay in and do
laundry and clean.
an ode to rekindling lost friendships.
teenage fanclub, “start again”
I don’t know if you can hear me
I’m feeling down and can’t think clearly
Even though it’s complicated
We’ve got time to start again
I don’t know if you can hear me
Some things I’d change but it’s too late
I’d take the past and make it straight
Even though it’s complicated
We’ve got time to start again
I don’t know if you can hear me
I’m sorry for the things I’ve said
But some thoughts just won’t leave my head
Even though it’s complicated
We’ve got time to start again
I don’t know if you can hear me
Even though it’s complicated
We’ve got time to start again
I don’t know if you can hear me
nerves? anxiety? work-related stress?? something else???
listening to Medine‘s “Jihad” cd. (i guess they’re not on amazon.com…)
Okay, well that Saturday night poker game was fun, although
i did consume a bit too much vodka and was hurting on Sunday.
Sunday was spent at the Universe Within
exhbit at Nob Hill Masonic Auditorium, and then walking randomly
through the City with Kristi, Rich, and Michael. I’m still
a bit traumatized by the random kiss (don’t ask!), but other
funny moments (the vitamin store, for one) and ogling the hot
waitresses at Harrys,
as well as catching a movie (The Skeleton Key) made for quite an
enjoyable day. I was a bit hungover for much of the
afternoon, but when you’re with such pleasant company you tend
not to notice.
And I was on-call all weekend and didn’t get a single call! woohoo!
So i’m off to Russian Hill in a few minutes for a random poker game
i’ve stumbled upon through sf-newcomers and friends i’ve recently
met. I had a very relaxing day, walked down to Farmers
Market at the Ferry Building and got my oysters as well as a steak
sandwich. Yum! This definitely might be a weekly
ritual. 
Didn’t do much else today….played a bit of poker online (still
consistently winning while i grind out a poker bonus on noble-poker)
and caught up on my TiVo recordings from the week. I don’t expect
to stay out too late tonight.
Oh! Another friend who i wanted to bring along to the poker game
just im’ed me….maybe i will be out late. There was some talk
about going out to Polk gulch for drinks afterwards, i think this
will be a fun night!
the shins, “caring is creepy”
I think I’ll go home and mull this over
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it’s crashed, this colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my room.
Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you’re dead again
Underneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason
It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks I dreamt of where we’d stepped
And all the whole mess of roads we’re now on.
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is.
One day I’ll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending
All these squawking birds won’t quit.
Building nothing, laying bricks.
I swore that I updated this last night. Guess not. Went and
saw “40 Year Old Virgin” with Mon’ last night….hilarious movie and
just what I needed after a stressful work day.
Late this afternoon, went out on a bay cruise with co-workers. open bar. woo! 
So now its 7ish on a thursday night, i’m slightly tipsy,
and i’m looking for trouble. I should probably just stay in and
read though….
wow. most boring blog entry ever. (and even with my usual fare, that is a tough thing to beat!)
