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Brown Boxes

July 28, 2005 Archives / Family / Food / Friends / Quote of the Day
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Good lord, this is the last band­wagon I want peo­ple jump­ing on.

Let’s see… yes­ter­day morn­ing… I woke up around 8. Read Crypto­nom­i­con in bed until a lit­tle before 10. Went to wake up Thuong T, but she was already up. Went online and the first IM I get is from Peggy S telling me to post. So I do. Fol­lowed by check­ing up on other people’s blogs. Includ­ing Joz’s, which I haven’t been to in a while. She’s got a post about the world’s ugli­est dog. It reminds me of the rat mon­key clay­ma­tion mon­ster from Dead Alive. It’s scary that such a thing could exist in this world.

Any­ways, went back to the book after that. That’s basi­cally all I did all day, expect for my brief moment of human con­tact when Peggy S came over to pick up Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.

At 5 I went down­stairs to watch Simp­sons, and got ready to go to Ali­son W’s farewell din­ner dur­ing That 70s Show. I was one of the first to get there, so I helped Ali­son W carry the food from her place out to the pic­nic area and got the grill going. She had SO much food! Ham­burg­ers, hot dogs, and chicken and ribs that she had made ahead of time, too. The ribs were awe­some, by the way… and a fam­ily secret of hers, so if you didn’t come try them yes­ter­day, you’re SOL now.

I had fun cook­ing and chill­ing. Quote comes from a ran­dom con­ver­sa­tion I over­heard as I went near Almira V to get a drink.

“Did you know Esther P has climbed Half Dome?
Did you know Esther P used to be on the track team?
Did you know Esther P show­ered in the mid­dle of the street in Mexico?”

- Almira V.

“Are you play­ing ‘Two Truths and a Lie’ ?”

- Me.

Sorry Esther P, but all of those things seem very implausible.

Oh, and if I could record sound effects, I would have a sec­ond quote from when Esther P bonked her­self and then Dorothea C on the head with an empty water bot­tle and asked every­one around them which sounded hollower.

Soon, it got dark and peo­ple slowly wan­dered home. The remain­der of the APhiO crowd went with Alice C over to Thoreau to check out her KHOP liv­ing space. It’s nice, except for the cur­rent lack of AC.

Then back to the pic­nic area, and we decided to go to Café Bernardo’s, since I still owed Ali­son W a wikki from our birth­days. :) We got there just at last call, and got five wikkis with only three IDs. And then the bar­tender for­got to charge us. Or maybe he was just hit­ting on Dorothea C in her hot Dorae­mon shirt. No one actu­ally downed their drink with me, though. I was sad… you ruin the wikki by not down­ing it! Well, not “ruin,” but it def­i­nitely tastes best if you down it imme­di­ately, giv­ing the ingre­di­ents no time to set­tle and separate.

Oh, and I know all the ingre­di­ents except for one now! The bar­tender use vodka, (some other clear liquor) gin, white tequila, triple sec, clear rum, amaretto, orange juice, pineap­ple juice, cran­berry juice, and 151 in the straw. And this one didn’t bother with the jig­ger; he just poured straight from the bot­tle into the straws. (He did have a pourer on the bot­tle, though. It would be MAD skillz if he didn’t.) I’m guess­ing the last item is either more vodka, or maybe gin. I’m gonna have to experiment.

After the wikki’s, I think orig­i­nally the plan was to go to Sophia’s, but inter­est seemed low, so we all went home. Took a shower, and then chat­ted online with Peggy S until sunrise.

Best of luck to you in LA, Ali­son W!

Red Light Pledge

July 6, 2005 Archives / Family / Food / Friends / Games / Quote of the Day
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Hey every­one, I’m back! And you know what that means… time to ‘net it to the max to make up for Min­nesota. :)

So… was pretty rest­less Wednes­day night with weird dreams and such. Woke up around 6, and lay around until 9. Had a banana and some brie for break­fast, and played some N64 games with Anh Bi because Cau Minh was late pick­ing us up to go work. Did sur­pris­ingly well at orig­i­nal Smash Bros and Mario Kart. Not so hot on Mario Golf or the NHL game. Di Ngoc swung by after a while, and we were off. We got there before Cau Minh got back from work, so sat there for a while, had Viet sand­wiches for lunch and played some chess.

Cau Minh finally came home and super­vised. The sec­ond PODS con­tained the fridge, freezer, washer, dryer, and all the mat­tresses and sofas. Oh, and the piano. That was fun. Espe­cially since Cau Minh’s dri­ve­way isn’t paved yet, so we had to haul all this stuff over gravel to the front door with­out drop­ping and poten­tially scratch­ing anything.

For din­ner, Di Hai treated the entire extended fam­ily out to a Chi­nese restau­rant called Seafood Palace. The ride there was quite inter­est­ing. Cau Minh was the lead car from his house, and Michael Lu (who just got his license) was in the mid­dle posi­tion, and I was in Cau Thuong’s car, which was bring­ing up the rear. Cau Minh would keep run­ning yel­lows, forc­ing Michael Lu to speed to make the yel­low, and forc­ing Cau Thuong to run reds. (No one in our car was a native, so we couldn’t afford to get left behind.) Quote comes from the con­ver­sa­tion in our car -

“Man, Cau Minh is the worst lead car ever.”

- All of us.

“When we get there, we should blame every­thing on Michael Lu.”

- Cau Thuong.

“Stu­pid Min­nesotan drivers!”

- Me, com­ment­ing on ran­dom other dri­vers’ skills.

“Yeah, the dri­vers in these parts are retarded.”

- Anh Bi.

“They are!”

- Me, point­ing out another bad driver.

“I meant Amer­i­can drivers.”

- Anh Bi.

“Hey!”

- Di Tien.

“OK, actu­ally, I meant [Dinh].”

- Anh Bi.

“Oh, OK.”

- Di Tien.

What a lov­ing aunt, huh?

The food at the place when we finally got there was decent. Some­thing that bugged me, though… I was at the kid­die table because they didn’t have enough room at the adult table, and I noticed some of my lit­tle cousins have really bad table man­ners. Like the one next to me picked at a lot of the food, took only the cream cheese won­tons and left the other appe­tiz­ers, “fished” for big pieces of meat, and was con­stantly hit­ting me because he kept swing­ing his arms and legs. What really got me, though, was when they brought out oranges and for­tune cook­ies at the end of the meal, and he grabbed two, so I had to go with­out. I’ve never seen any­one do that before. Espe­cially with a for­tune cookie. Yeah, it’s only a stu­pid cookie, and I wouldn’t have minded if he just asked me for mine first, but he just took it and cracked that sucker open with­out so much as a glance in my direc­tion. Freak­ing brat.

After din­ner, went with Chi Hai back to her place. Chilled there and went online and posted while she waited for her maid of honor to get in town. Then we went out with her friends and Chi Ba to a club called Escape. It was like Min­neapo­lis’ ver­sion of the Rage. It was $1 drinks before mid­night, too, so my cousins got pretty ham­mered. I didn’t feel much like drink­ing, so I just kinda stood around. Got a call from Peggy, so I went out­side to talk to her for a while. She wanted to focus on dri­ving home after a while, though, so I let her go and went back inside. It was get­ting close to to 1, and we decided to wan­der over to the Impe­r­ial Room, a bar that Chi Hai fre­quents. Chilled there and had some $4 pizza slices from the place next door.

Even­tu­ally the dri­vers sobered up enough, so we went home. Anh Bi and I went back to Chi Ba’s place, and he knocked out imme­di­ately on the couch. Snored up a storm, too, so I couldn’t sleep. Talked to Peggy some more, since she was home home now. Ended up pass­ing out around 4 again.

Speak Easy

June 22, 2005 Archives / Family / Friends / Pictures / Quote of the Day
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Man, Peggy S’s such a slave-​driver. She threat­ened to never talk to me until I update. So now I guess I have to. But what to write about? I guess I’ll cover Sunday…

Hmm… woke up at 7. Hopped online to find that Peggy S was still up. She had pulled another all-​nighter and had just fin­ished her project. I told her to take a nap before Amber W’s grad­u­a­tion, but she insisted on stay­ing up to make a poster for her, too. Got ready for my long day and bummed around online, because my mom was going to stop by on the way to tak­ing my sis­ter to the air­port to give me my ticket and talk to me about some fam­ily stuff.

Fin­ished up the fam­ily busi­ness at 10:30, and hur­ried to Kinko’s to print out my project. I noticed that the printer they have there is the same exact one my dad has at home home. Too bad I didn’t have time to go home and print it myself. Any­ways, he told me the pic­tures were a bit pix­e­lated, so I ran home and tried to touch it up as best I could. Got back there and gave him a higher res­o­lu­tion form of the project, and he told me it would be done by 1:30. It was 11:45.

I hur­ried over to cam­pus, hop­ing I could still make it to get a pic­ture with Amber W out on the lawn after she walked. Got a great park­ing spot and ran around the Pavil­ion a cou­ple of times, but didn’t see any­one I knew, so went to Hunan’s. Saw Peggy S and Jackie H drive off as I made the turn out of the park­ing lot, so I knew I made the right call. Stalked them all the way down­town. Lunch was cool, except I don’t think Amber W’s mom is par­tic­u­larly into Chi­nese food. And pos­si­bly was over­whelmed by the Asian in her life.

After lunch, went back to Kinko’s and added my project to Peggy S’s. Then we went to Jackie H’s to pass out for a bit, since we couldn’t get into the actu­ally 2 PM grad­u­a­tion cer­e­mony. Went after, though to take pic­tures out­side again. Met Kitty K’s fam­ily. The genes are strong. Just like Jenny L’s fam­ily. Peggy S gave her project to Thuong T and went home. :neutral:

A bunch of us went to Dos Coy­otes and Coldstone’s after. Alice C, Drew M, Jackie H, Jen L, and I split an Ulti­mate Bucket. aBB man­aged to dis­turb small chil­dren the vicin­ity with her dirtiness.

“Oh no, I got creamy white stuff on myself!”

- Alice C.

“Uh… do you real­ize what you said?”

- Us.

“No, not at all. Now I’m putting these yummy nuts in my mouth!”

- Alice C.

“Good lord!”

- Us.

Moth­ers were quickly drag­ging their infants away from earshot. We went our sep­a­rate ways after we killed the bucket… I went with Alice C to 49er video so she could use my account to rent some movies, and then I went home. Tried to cheer up Peggy S for a bit, but it didn’t seem to work. Ran­dom stuff online.

Some peo­ple went to see Bat­man, but I was too tired, and didn’t feel like pay­ing full price again. Ended up tak­ing a nap that lasted until 1:45 in the morn­ing. Talked online some more. Finally passed out for good around 4:30.

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