weekend showdown

okay, this is a serious case of undue stress. or maybe it's "due", i dunno. either way, this weekend's red sox-yankees 3-game series is the make-it or break-it pivot point, and i'm so worried. worried, not because i don't think the red sox can come out victorious, but worried because there's so much riding on this friday, saturday, and sunday.

i know, call me a nut, blame boston and the 4 years i spent there, but i'm a baseball fan. it's gonna be an absolutely gorgeous fall weekend, and i soooooooo wish that i could be in kenmore square, steps away from the roaring crowd at fenway. yay fenway! i'll bet the boston police are freaked out too.. mwhahahaha, oh man. alas, though, i'm in DC... where FOX has been programmed to show nationals vs. phillies.. give me a break. fartheads.

anyway, the hunt for red october will be awesome. and you yankee fans, well... i can't believe you're yankees fans!! SIGH. i hope you're being paid well for your misplaced loyalty. i'll try and be nice, but i can't promise anything. and damn a-rod. POOP. it's showdown time... i wonder what history will prove, if anything, this time around. indians, lose a bunch just in case... we don't care very much about you.

"It's going to be three Super Bowl games, two heavyweight fighters.... Whoever set the schedule this year is a genius."

eeeeeeeep! and i sure hope that embree and bellhorn don't play significant roles 'cause that'd be... so wrong.

if you care (which you should), here's the schedule:
@ boston, fenway park:
friday, sept. 30: 7:05pm (espn)
saturday, oct. 1: 1:20pm (fox)
sunday, oct. 2: 2:05pm (espn)

man, the red sox better make the playoffs -- otherwise, it's really not worth it for FOX to delay the O.C. till november... :)

cowboy up!

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- an excerpt from 9/29/05 between 3:15pm and 3:19pm.

proceed with caution

hahahahahahaha

HOW TO: GO ROCK CLIMBING
http://www.askmen.com/fashion/how_to_200/230_how_to.html

oh egads, my tummy hurts from laughing so hard. make it stop! hehehe ow ow ow OW! every single sentence in that article is quotable. oh god, men, beware of MANLY magazines/websites with "how to" guides. i love that there's a "note" included that says: "... and keep in mind that this article is simply a theoretical approach to the sport." ahhh, theory.

my favorites --

"As far as sports go, you can't get much more extreme than rock climbing. It's you against the mountain and there's no safety net aside from some ropes and a harness." umm duh. but ropes + harness = pretty safe.

"Whether you want to impress a girl, find a new hobby, or plan on someday climbing Mount Everest, it's a very intense sport that requires practice, drive and preparation. This article should not be considered a substitute for a full-day class with a reputable instructor, but it's the perfect place for you to be introduced to rock climbing."

"A month before going climbing, proceed with cardiovascular fitness by swimming, biking or running. You need to build up your stamina, as hiking is a large part of rock climbing. Your legs and arms must be strong enough to lift your own weight and carry you to the top of the mountain. Before getting started, basic weight training is mandatory..."

"(Here's a little-known fact: you can strengthen your hand muscles by placing your hand in the middle of a piece of newspaper -- which is laid out on a tabletop -- and crumpling it into as small a ball as possible, using only your fingers.)" HAHAHAHAHA, my training's totally wrong.. off to crumple newspaper!

"Bouldering: This method consists of climbing small boulders without any equipment. Basically, it's like hiking with some obstacles thrown in." umm.. "hiking with some obstacles thrown in"?? not quite.

"Once you've climbed to the top, you're really only halfway there. You can either take a trail and walk back down, or rappel down. For many climbers, rappelling, although dangerous, is the most interesting aspect of rock climbing." umm... i can guarantee that the best part is making it up the rock.. yep.

"Rock climbing is incredibly dangerous. You need to be tremendously physically fit in order to stay alive -- blunt, but true." i'm alive; thus i must be tremendously physically fit. hahaha, i wonder if the author of this article has EVER climbed in his lifetime. sigh.

"From there, it's only a matter of time before you can be like Sylvester Stallone in Cliffhanger."

oh sylvester, my idol.

oh bushie.

i apologize to those of you in the minority who, for reasons i fail to understand, still support our president, but this is just hilarious:

[thanks to work email circulation, mwhahaha]

donald rumsfeld is giving the president his daily security briefing. he concludes by saying, "yesterday, 3 brazilian soldiers were killed in iraq."

"OH NO!" the president exclaims. "that's terrible!!" his staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the president sits, head in hands. finally, the president looks up and asks, "how many is a brazillion?"

the stress!

oh people, how can we stand this? it's all so close! i worry.

moo.

yes moo.

today is one of those days. one of those days where the most ideal thing to do would be to lie in the middle of a grassy field -- or more practically, a grassy park in the middle of urban sprawl -- and feel the incoming autumn air brush over your face. while the sun still shines. it's a sort of day where you'd be allowed to eat your ice cream slowly without fear of it melting... and watch as a ladybug crawls over your big toe. or the type of day where you find a shiny quarter lying on sidewalk.. and when you pick it up, it happens to be a quarter from your home state or from the year in which you were born. it's the type of day where your favorite person in the world smiles right back at you.. and your jeans fit perfectly -- no wedgie -- and your bugbite finally stops itching.

it feels like one of those days.

but even if it is... i'm not doing any of that stuff right now.. and so instead, i wonder if and when i ever will...

...

moo.

see thoughts from another day...

check me out, i'm cute.

awwwwwww...

it's a baby giant panda at the national zoo in DC. apparently, he gets put "on exhibit" in november.. soooo cuuuuuute! born earlier this summer in july, he's all good and healthy and gets examined by the zoo's vet regularly. currently, he weighs in at 9.57 pounds. hehehehe. and though still nameless, he gets his picture in the paper all the time. so pudgy and furry -- can i have my own panda?? :)

again?

oh rita, you and your brethren need to leave us alone. rain rain, go away, don't come back another day. my family and friends are tired of being stuck in purgatory, waiting for mother nature to chill out... and i'm not sure how much more money i can donate to the red cross. or how much more sad news i can handle. it's all a wake-up call for the government, concerning emergency preparedness, but have the aged white men thought about global warming yet? response AND prevention, guys... peace, luck, and crossed fingers to you all.

CONSOLE ME! :(

noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
how can this happen?!?!?!?! the tampa bay devil rays SUCK ASS... and yet, the red sox lost to them 7-4?!?!?!? and then, even worse, the damn yankees win against baltimore. which means that gulp, eep, grr, the stupid nyc guys .. have... the... lead. ARGH. the devil rays sit at the VERY BOTTOM of the AL east: they're freakin' TWENTY-FIVE games behind.

give me a break.

oh man, i think i'm gonna curl up and cry. and in the AL central, the white sox only lead the indians by 2.5 games, down from FIFTEEN earlier in the season. what's going on?! now the red sox have to battle the yankees for first place again.. and hope that the indians don't win too much more.. otherwise, the race for the wild card is gonna turn out really really horrid. this is way too stressful. last october, i think i failed three tests due to damn baseball... good thing i don't have homework anymore. sheesh.

yeah yeah, stop gloating you yankees fans. i know who you are! the pinstripes are ugly!!! hrmph.

aye-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi.

job change: actress

i've decided that i should become an actress -- a movie star! hell, i'll even settle for tv.

why? because of four main things:
1) with shows like "lost" nowadays, there's opportunities for diversity that weren't available to actors previously. i could totally fit in as my asian self (haha), and it wouldn't be weird 'cause i wouldn't be trying to be some elizabethan england character. i'd be me!
2) going along with this "lost" theme, i'd get to spend months filming in hawaii. and in the down time, when i'm not on the beach learning lines and crashing through jungles, i could go swimming or surfing or tanning or eat some totally and amazingly yummy food. what could be better?! (yup, that's right, nothing could be better)
3) yes, "lost" still... i'd be outdoors all the time! and i could get grimy and stinky and wear jeans and swimsuits and t-shirts, which are, of course, the best clothes ever. so really, no problems there.
4) i make lots of faces anyway, so i could totally act surprised or shocked or scared or determined, etc etc etc. and with my bio degree, i could be the character (based on real-life background!!) who'd trample through the woods, looking for edible plants and food. oh yeah. :O)

seeeeeee? it'd be perfect!

abc, it's time to cast me on LOST. :)

boss-man, for the love of god...

.... STOP COUGHING!

if you do this alllll year looooong, i may have to quit. either that, or i'm gonna shove cough drops down your throat. or pelt them at you over the cubicle wall. my more-than-audible sighs that happen to coincide with each and every one of your hacks/coughs/gags don't seem to be obvious enough. agh. your poor wife..

big doo-doo

WE
ARE
IN
SOME
BIG
DOO-DOO
!!

the red sox lost their game tonight.... but even worse, the yankees won theirs. which means that the pinstripes presently sit HALF a game behind the red sox in the AL east standings. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the stress!!!!! c'mon, rally -- do something -- win games -- hit the damn ball. the red sox are playing tampa bay, for christ's sake. tampa bay SUCKS. oh man, all hell is gonna break loose soon.

acronyms, gotta love 'em

in the three months that i've been working in the DC metropolis (also known as my cozy cubicle), i've learned quite a large number of things. many are good and useful, most are interesting, a lot are ridiculous, and a few too many make me guffaw in wonder at how our government functions.

here's the best example:
the PATRIOT Act. yup, that 2001 law passed by dear bush jr. after 9/11.. having something to do with security and privacy and combatting terrorism. yes indeed-y, the patriot act is/was/will always be an interesting piece of legislation. when i first heard about it way back when, i found it oh-so-patriotic that well.. duh.. it was named the "patriot" act. how cute. in the past few months however, i've come across it numerous times and soon began to wonder why it was always written as the PATRIOT act. why the capitalization? is that really necessary? i guessed that maybe PATRIOT just got more attention, focus, and emphasis than patriot.

yeah right. if only life was that simple. nooooooooooo waaaaaaaaaay georgie. i can't keep this bottled in any longer -- i have to share!

why PATRIOT? because it stands for something. oh yeah, that's right -- believe it. i pay an inordinate amount of federal taxes so that someone can make PATRIOT an acronym, not just a plain 'ole name.

P.A.T.R.I.O.T. : Provide Appropriate Tools Required to Intercept and Obstruct Terrorism.

and that, my friend, is your lesson for this september monday.

uh oh. (uh oh)^2.

mrmph. worry with me. this headline -- "The Yankees Restore Order to Their Universe" (and the accompanying picture, blegh) -- disturbs my previously-ordered baseball universe. they just swept tampa bay (a team that they'd actually been struggling against during the season) in a 3-game series, and now, they sit only 1.5 games behind the red sox in the AL east standings. and they're half a game behind the indians in the wild card race.

what's left for sept and oct? 3 more games in toronto, 4 against the orioles, 3 against the blue jays again, 4 more in baltimore, and a 3-game battle with the red sox at the end of regular season. think the yankees will keep up their winning streak? hoo boy, i hope not.

posada, yo mama! haha, i can't resist.

recognize the photos' backgrounds? :)

"elite colleges opening doors for displaced students"

haha, yeah MIT.
but hmm.. the kids don't look so happy in those pictures... heh heh heh.
add captions: why the hell did i think mit would be fun again?! oh man, i'm tired; i have a problem set to finish, and my TA doesn't speak english.

harvard, pssshhhhh

(okay, before my maniacal laughing at harvard begins, i have something else to putter on about. there's an intern (?) or employee (?) or who-the-hell-knows who sits across the hall from me, and she spends THE WHOLE DAY on the phone, complaining to friends and family about a recent incident with her car. it was hit; she can't get it fixed; jeep dealerships are being stupid. it can be summarized in 3 short sentences... but noooooooooo, she's spent the past SIX days jabbering on about this. what happened to a limited number of personal calls?!) sigh.


aaannywaaaay --
recently, it's been concluded that harvard isn't fun enough. cackle cackle cackle.

"long seen as too serious, college weighs opening campus pub." bwa-hahahaha. too serious? uhhh.. sure okay. maybe just snobby? it can't be called a "pub" (that's too... layman), it'd have to be called the "Harvard Yard Lounge" or something.

"...college officials are mulling the student-backed notion of creating an undergraduate pub -- a departure for a campus steeped in the clubby tradition of parties confined to residence halls and exclusive private clubs."

okay, i have a number of comments on this:
1. the photo shown above was included as a part of the globe article. the caption says: "Harvard students, from left, Lauren Broughton, Maura Graul, and Haining Gouihlock reveled at a party on Seaver Quad Tuesday night." lauren, maura, and haining, what the hell are you doing?! what are you holding? "reveled"?? oh man.
2. harvard doesn't have an on-campus pub? despite its long, white-man history that began in the 1600s? that's sorta sad. mit has... three -- the thirsty ear, muddy charles, and the new stata one. yay for us.
3. is harvard really seen as "too serious"? i've never ever considered harvard to be too serious. they just seem to .. well.. "revel" in different activities than say, more normal (haha) colleges down the street. serious is.. kinda boring?
4. ''Pub nights have changed the paradigm of social life at Harvard." -- what does that mean? what was the paradigm of social life beforehand?
5. zac corker, a 2004 grad, is "special assistant to the dean of social programming".. a position better known as the "fun czar." harvard has a dean of social programming? what's that? and the dean's assistant is a fun czar, who basically sits around coming up with ideas on how to get the campus drunk. how much does he get paid?! ooh, and apparently, a fall "Harvard State Fair" has been planned, "complete with a mechanical bull." i don't even know how to respond to that one.

ahhhh harvard. what can i say.
:)

moneyman on a diet

hi

i'm steph's moneyman; i'm a personified version of her bank account, and recently, i've been on a severe diet. i started out chubby and happy with a big, round belly and spiky hair. but in the past few months, i've had less and less energy to keep me going, so i barely feel like waving hello to anyone anymore. my hair has drooped, i'm going bald, and i think i'm on the verge of anorexia or bulimia.

twice a month, steph feeds me well. but then, i lose weight drastically soon after. it's like my tummy doesn't like being full! sometimes, the diet is slow and steady; sometimes, i wake up sooooo hungry. steph's cruel.. or hmm, maybe i have a stomach worm. ew.

either way, if you happen to run into steph sometime in the near future, please let her know that her moneyman is starving. and wants to stop exercising for a while. or at least until i gain my healthy weight back. i miss my love handles.

there is no combination of words i could put on the back of a postcard
and no song that i could sing but i can try for your heart
and our dreams and they are made out of real things

like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving
love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart
like why are we here? and where do we go? and how come it's so hard?
it's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving
i'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

...

and all of these moments just might find their way into my dreams tonight
but i know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings
or brings new things for tomorrow night you see
that they'll be gone too, too many things i have to do
but if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene
i'd be under the impression i was somewhere in between
with only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now...

it's always better when we're together

meet bud

news flash

a couple of interesting things in the past week:

first off, i [heart] apple. :O) in addition to the hyped motorola/cingular music-playing ROKR cellphone, apple also released the new ipod nano. and man, it's just cool. :) it's supposed to replace the mini eventually (boo, i like my mini!), but whatever its predicted pipeline path, it's just uber-neato.

second, this weekend marks a 3-game red sox vs. yankees showdown in nyc, the first since last july (i think). oooOOOOoooo!! the yankees are struggling to hold onto the AL wildcard with only 0.5 games ahead of the indians, while boston cruises in the top spot of the AL east, 4 games ahead of the yankees. in the meantime, the yankees, being the generous and altruistic $206 million team they are, has donated $1 million to the salvation army for hurricane katrina. so in reality, that's kinda cool (record that sentence, i won't say it again).

third, this comes from a circulating email at the office. it's from SkyNews, the british equivalent of CNN (www.sky.com/skynews/home/). hahahahaha....



fourth, POOH to hurricane ophelia, which is presently churning off the atlantic coast of florida. and BOO to the most recent earthquake in papua new guinea. will the natural disasters please stop already?! :( and i can only hope that katrina's cultural, political, economical, and humane disaster will... end soon. and make us aware of our vulnerabilities.

fifth and lastly, last weekend in philly was fantabulous. i ran up the rocky steps, ate a real cheesesteak, played horseshoes for the first time (haha), didn't lose at monopoly (!), and climbed trees along the schuykill river. :O) woohoo for high school reunions.. hehe. yay, it's lyndsie, carolyn, and moi amidst branches.

i'm surrounded by....

in sight, in mind

haunted by hesitation
by maureen dowd

excerpt:

It took a while, but the president finally figured out a response to the destruction of New Orleans.

Later this week (no point rushing things) W. is dispatching Dick Cheney to the rancid lake that was a romantic city. The vice president has at long last lumbered back from a Wyoming vacation, and, reportedly, from shopping for a $2.9 million waterfront estate in St. Michael's, a retreat in the Chesapeake Bay where Rummy has a weekend home, where "Wedding Crashers" was filmed and where rich lobbyists hunt.

Maybe Mr. Cheney is going down to New Orleans to hunt looters. Or to make sure that Halliburton's lucrative contract to rebuild the city is watertight. Or maybe, since former Senator John Breaux of Louisiana described the shattered parish as "Baghdad under water," the vice president plans to take his pal Ahmad Chalabi along for a consultation on destroying minority rights.

The water that breached the New Orleans levees and left a million people homeless and jobless has also breached the White House defenses. Reality has come flooding in. Since 9/11, the Bush administration has been remarkably successful at blowing off "the reality-based community," as it derisively calls the press.

But now, when W., Mr. Cheney, Laura, Rummy, Gen. Richard Myers, Michael Chertoff and the rest of the gang tell us everything's under control, our cities are safe, stay the course - who believes them?

This time we can actually see the bodies.

As the water recedes, more and more decaying bodies will testify to the callous and stumblebum administration response to Katrina's rout of 90,000 square miles of the South.

i admit that much of what i read and quote from are politically-left-leaning articles and op-eds. hardly bipartisan material.. however, there are times when truth is just truth -- not biased, not partisan, just pure and plain truth. and that sentence -- "This time we can actually see the bodies" -- is fact, not fiction. in her op-ed article, maureen dowd also writes more about iraq and the failure of the bush administration to succeed in that area as well. she says:

The president won re-election because he said that the war in Iraq and the Homeland Security Department would make us safer. Hogwash.

whatever the case with iraq, whatever the case with tax cuts and supreme court justices and gas prices and social security and abortion, hurricane katrina is an immediate matter whose ramifications are.. well... occurring right now. we can see the bodies; what're we going to do about that?

hi, my name is steph, and...

... i have something to admit.

i've been keeping a secret, and only a few close friends know about it.

see.... last year, while hanging out with my family of frat guys, i became addicted. to a tv show. on spiketv. umm.. and it's called "ultimate fighter."

seriously, blame the guys.

hi, my name is stephanie, and i watch "ultimate fighter" once a week. my addiction is still going strong.

actually, it's season two... so technically, it's "ultimate fighter 2". what is UF2 you ask? it's a show that brings 18 large men together to train and compete against each other in their respective weight classes until it's reduced to one winner, who wins a contract with the UFC -- mixed martial arts fighting. not as gross, and not fake like the WWE! crap that you see on the tv. these guys are actually athletic. sadly though, they are not cute. haha.

nonetheless, the show's like a male soap opera. and it's actually kinda interesting to watch.

isn't this nuts? but wait wait -- hi, my name is steph, and i'm also addicted to the OC. that makes it better, right? i'm balanced! :)

cough gag hack

he's dying on the other side of the cubicle wall. tomorrow, i'm bringing him a couple bottles of water and a bag of cough drops. maybe i'll slip in a surgical mask too.. haha. refer to the "cover your cough" suggestions at right. :) hmm.. maybe if i wear a surgical mask.... he might get the hint? heh heh heh..

news is poopy

in three days of long-weekend fun, there's been a ridiculous amount of news that i've almost missed out on --

1) rehnquist died (great god)
2) the aftermath of katrina is becoming more and more devastating to read about, to look at pictures of, to comprehend: two police officers committed suicide; thousands of army and national guard have been dispatched; texas is overflowing with people; baton rouge is filled to the brim; gas and groceries are still unbelievably high-priced; even with the pumps working again and levees replaced, it's estimated that it'll take ~2-3 weeks to pump out all of the water; rants of racist and sociological tendencies are clouding the atmosphere even more; bush is getting raped up the butt by negative public opinion; government officials and agencies are throwing blame around (but still not doing anything?!); the new orleans ordeal is developing into a political playground; death is rampant
3) john roberts, the supreme court judge nominee to replace retiring sandra day o'connor, has been nominated (by bush) to take the role of chief justice (whaaaat?!)
4) another plane crash, this time in indonesia, kills ~150

hoo boy. hurricane katrina has created a disaster of epic proportions -- but not only with relation to its wide path of physical destruction; more importantly, it's hit the political arena and revealed an even wider path of ineptitude, lack of empathy, inaction, lack of preparedness, wasted money and wasted time, and public uproar. we can't even protect ourselves... how are we supposed to create and protect iraq? sheesh.

i almost feel guilty about having fun in philly this labor-day weekend. oh sigh.

(more about philly to come later... :) )

hmm..

ahh, department of homeland security is useless. secretary michael chertoff and your minions, you guys get an F.

in other news, i'm torn as to whether or not these "celebrity concerts for relief" are good -- from one perspective, the concerts are helping raise more money.. from another, it's just giving the musicians and actors more media attention that should be focused elsewhere. oh pooh.

and do you wonder if the rest of the world will help with hurricane katrina the way the US helped with the tsunami (after some prodding of the president, of course)? the answer is yet to be seen, but hey, europe's lending a hand with oil at least.. i'm impressed, thanks guys.

it's a frosted pane

it's a window. i'm looking through a window, catching a passing glimpse or two of these new and wonderful people that i've met in the past few months. and i think -- who are you? how are you? why are you you? and seeing them, i wonder what the view from their window is like... of me.

never-ending disasters

only in times of absolute horror and sadness does the truth finally shine its stark, blinding light.. why do so many people have to suffer?

hurricane katrina has battered the gulf coast beyond recognition. from its first blows in florida to the devastated cities in alabama, mississippi, and louisiana to the spin-off tornadoes in georgia, this hurricane has revealed some hard facts –

we have no adequate flood protection or prevention. we’re not prepared, and look what happens. new orleans (or the lack thereof?) is what happens... half a million people are wandering around the southern states, wondering if they’ll ever have a home again. i can’t imagine, for the life of me, having to run away on limited notice with a few days worth of clothing in hand...only to later realize that my car, apartment, furniture, clothes, books, photographs, computers, possessions may be lost forever. good god, i pray for all of you.

gas prices are beyond ridiculous. dc is at $3.15, boston’s supposedly around $3.50…who knows what the west coast is experiencing right now. we’re not prepared for this either, are we? in the past year, retail gas prices have increased over 40%. FORTY percent! shit, it’s practically cheaper to fill my tank with milk or oj or beer. i don’t even pretend to understand what the hell is going on with oil and gas, national and international, economy and society… but really, this is nuts. maybe it’s good though – expensive gas makes us walk, bike, run, and take public transportation. better for the environment, less global warming, weaker hurricanes. you can’t shy away from bleak reality... it makes you aware.

the president, returning a whole 2 days earlier (oh gosh, 2 days!) from his posh month-long vacation in texas, is feigning compassion and action. i say “feigning” because i’m doubtful as to what he’ll actually do to help out. he’s embroiled in the middle of desolately low public ratings, an ongoing and unsupported war, protestors, a supreme court nomination/hearing, scattered national guard forces abroad, and criticism that has risen to a new high. besides looking worried and morose, what else is he going to do?? baghdad just lost 800 people due to an all-out, freak-out stampede. why the stampede? they were all frightened to death (literally) of a rumor of a possible suicide-bomber.. and when i read this news, i have to wonder if this emotional state has been at all produced by constant, US-initiated presence and war. is it time to leave yet? are we done yet?


but even as I sit here and worry, what can i do? nothing? everything?

slate has more.. and with words like “catastrophe” and “nightmare” and “desperation” floating around, it’s even useful to read cnn. But first (or at least, second), look at "waiting for a leader" and "news analysis: hard new test for the president"