RJK 5000

happy independence day. so far i am enjoying my day off work. i slept in, took a prilosec, made coffee (espresso), and ate a banana. soon i will exercise and then attend some sort of july 4 festivity which will involve wrestling (spectating) and hopefully some kind of light, refreshing beer.

the kettlebell is so two days ago. yesterday i got new fitness equipment off some dude on craigslist. turns out he lives just a few apartment buildings over. it’s awesome because i never had any cardio training gear at home besides the jump rope and the taebo videos. anyway, the seat hurts my bum cheeks, but that is the price one must pay to get armstrong legs.

i hope you have a safe and fun fourth of july.

i have indigestion and nausea. i will attempt to capture some z’s now. my latest fitness fad is kettlebell training, except i don’t have a kettlebell so i use a 10-lb dumbbell which is fine. it is a good workout, sweat drips on the mat when i do the double-lift push-ups, but falling asleep at night is harder even if my brain is dead tired and stomach is acid balled.

i don’t feel good, like something bad is going to happen. maybe i’m going to throw up in my sleep. again.

went to chez jay tonight, but instead of chez jay we ended up at ye olde king’s head for pints (imperial pints?) and fish and chips. supposedly they have some of the best fish and chips in la (the world?). i don’t know much about fish and chips except that they’re usually gross and give me grease burps, but of course these ones didn’t. i want to eat them on a silent gray rainy day and drink plenty of boddington’s.

it felt good smelling the ocean air. especially with those sweet notes of la sewage and smog.

i saw rick howard sitting out in front of chez jay. he looked kind of cracked out and sort of like a homeless dude. maybe he got into drugs or is just rocking his mary kate fashion. i don’t judge though, it’s all about virtual reality.

come, armageddon, come!

had dinner at james in san fernando. kind of a weird old coffee shop with an extensive menu. i liked it enough. i never hang out in the valley. cool people make fun of it, but i kind of like it. there are like really great shoe stores and the powder coater and stuff. so bitchin’!

went to the nicoteens show last night.  saw iron of odra play for the first time.  they were good, mike hanne is the best.  i saw lots of my friends.  some of them are more like really good acquaintances, but really good acquaintances are often better than friends because they haven’t gotten comfortable enough to, how you say, “be a dick.”  ?.  i hung out with the hot eagle rock girls, i felt very normal (ie, no social anxiety) and enjoyed their company.

javi was there too.  he was being very weird, but luckily mike v. came over and said, “is javi being weird?”  haha.  mike v.’s more than a really good acquaintance, he’s a homie.

marco and i stayed up really late.  he made me drink shots of jack and then we watched the conclusion of saw iv (lame).  it started getting bright outside.  but where was mister mcglynn and what was he doing?

i woke up with a headache, not a hangover.  had lunch at carrow’s where the country potatoes were served frozen.

i have free time now.  i called my mom to see if she wanted to harvest more backyard fruit and maybe go eat some xia long bao, but she was already hanging out with her friend.  I don’t know if I want to call anyone else.  I know i should use this free time to clean my place and exercise, but i want to be outside eating japanese snacks and drinking beer.

i’m so tired today. i wanted to come home from work and eat some spinach and avocados and then take a nap but there was a homeowners’ association meeting that i needed to attend. i was going to blow the meeting off because i just wanted to loaf on the couch and also because i owe the association $22.34 and didn’t want to hear from them about it. but then i realized blowing off meetings and other responsibilities that are lame but just things you are supposed to take care of is what stoners do after they smoke pot, snort cocaine, and eat microwaved totino’s party pizza dipped in ketchup and ranch dressing. and then they become bigger losers because users are losers, folks. i have seen that kind of slacker behavior in college lots of times. sure, after their nine years in college they all graduated and landed higher paying jobs than i did, but um, that’s not the point here.

anyway, most of my neighbors are very nice. there is a married nerd couple who lives in the complex. they are just total stereotypical nerds, like on saved by the bell. it’s so perfect and cute how they found each other. one of my other neighbors, a pretty chinese lady gave me a hug and said, “we only see each other at these meetings.” i don’t know why she is so nice to me, but i like it. she seems really smart and when someone talked too much about nothing during the meeting she tactfully cut them off and moved the meeting along. i liked that. she asked me to serve on the board, but i said i am too busy eating 99-cent party pizzas.

i’m so tired.

okay.  so i’ve mentioned this before, but one of my coworkers (let’s call him lyle) who i’ve been working with for nearly eight years, for some reason, thinks my name is jill and calls me jill all the time.  hi jill!  one time at a company event, i heard someone behind me say, “jill…jill…jill…” but i didn’t turn around until lyle tapped me on the shoulder.  and then he said, “jill, i want you to meet my wife” and introduced me to his wife.  !.  that was the first time he called me jill and ever since then i tried to avoid him at parties and meetings.

one year i dressed up for the company halloween party.  i wore something that looked like a ninja costume, but i was really a wing chun nun.?.  Anyway, lyle told another coworker, “i liked jill’s costume.  a ninja!”  and then he started doing ninja chop movements with his hands.  the lady was like, “uh, you mean jenny’s?”  but he was too wrapped up in doing his lame chops he didn’t hear her, and just said, “yeah, a ninja!”  haha.

that was years ago.

well, last week, lyle brought his cute little terrier to work.  a few coworkers (cool ones) was crowded around him petting the dog and stuff.  i was walking by and i knew i shouldn’t have stopped, but i love dogs and figured i could just pet the dog real quick and carry on before lyle said hi jill or something.  well, the minute i stopped, lyle introduced me to the dog as jill in front of the small group of people.  i just smiled and pet the dog and carried on.

minutes later, my coworkers came into my office wanting to know what was up.  i explained and we all shared a good laugh.  the next day, the name plate outside my office was replaced and everyone on the floor started calling me jill.  it is so funny to me.  in a way it’s kind of a relief because I don’t really have to avoid lyle anymore.  it’ll actually be awesome when he says jill, i might laugh and laugh and laugh.  haha eight years.

fyi, here is a picture of the real jill kim:

she looks nice.  and from what i deduced from her myspace page, our birthdays are only one day apart.  also, we like the same books and movies, and um, she just graduated from law school.  she seems pretty cool.  whoa, when did i become such a creep?

hmm, blog has been acting weird lately.

i had a good day today. i ate a lot of plums and nectarines. i like to dice them and eat them with shredded wheat and kefir. that’s what i had for lunch. marco had an omelet. mister mcglynn didn’t eat anything! haha. rockstar.

you know what’s good, dipping shredded wheat in coffee. you might like dipping the frosted ones. i grew up on dipping ritz crackers in coffee, which is also delicious. i still have the corningware tea cups i used when i first started drinking coffee over 25 years ago. sadly, i choose not to eat ritz crackers anymore. that reminds me, i miss ritzel.

i also missed dr. terry today. he moved.

kung fu class was fun. an og classmate showed up. he was super good when i first started taking the class over seven years ago. he was teaching me some stuff and i liked his teaching method because he said, “don’t worry” a lot. his wing chun style is classic yip man text book, which is awesome.

i went to the gym and managed to get out of doing synchronized weightlifting with the authentic muay thai guys again.

there was a really large weird brown insect with many legs in my kitchen. it startled me. i’m afraid of bugs when i’m alone or when i’m with someone who isn’t afraid to take care of them for me. for some reason when i’m with someone else who is afraid of bugs i act all macho.?. anyway, i sprayed orange cleaner on it and it tried to hide, but it seemed really naive and kept running into the line of fire. i felt guilty because i should have just squashed him or collected him in a container and released him outside, but i was too afraid to do that! anyway, i’m glad i got my random yearly bug encounter out of the way.

i forgot to tell you another thing that i liked about my gastroenterologist. after my visit with her, she tracked me down to tell me that she forgot to mention that i need to start colon cancer screening at age 40 yr because of my family history. and then she said something to the effect of, “but i will remind you when the time comes.” that’s almost ten years away, i guess we are in a pretty serious physician-patient relationship now. i like serious relationships.

anyway, i’m getting on my own nerves now so i’m going to watch my video cassette recording of hell’s kitchen and go to sleep.

my mom’s funny/weird email:

“do you know what mexicans are called in bad way,example is black is negro.do you know about sweat bag?or somthing?”

i went to see the gastroenterologist today. but before i tell you about that, let me tell you about the phenomenon known as the bloody nose/school nurse (bnsn) effect. some of you may know that i am (was) the queen of nosebleeds, it is my one classic nerd trait. i used to get them all the time in elementary school and i would have to stand at the sink in the girls’ room for almost an hour before i finally decided to go to the nurse, or before some teacher came in and forced me to go. but every single time i finally got to the school nurse’s office, the nosebleed would stop, and the nurse (who was often racist against nonwhites, but that is the bloody nose/racist school nurse [bnsn-type r] effect that i will tell you about some other time) would be like, what. the bnsn effect is very real and even my brother has reported its incidence.

well, i went to the doctor today, but before i went i made sure to eat some crazy foods (like cereal and fruit?) to make my stomach bloated, uncomfortable, and inflamed, just so the doctor could see what was really going on. and my belly got a little weirded out, but by the time i made it to the physician’s lab, my belly looked pretty normal! it was total bnsn effect. but my doctor was rad. totally cute and intelligent chinese woman. she asked me a lot of questions and seemed truly concerned. she will probe and scope me soon and then hopefully fix my guts. for now, i just take the prilosec i guess.

i have to go to the gym now, but my mom is sending me some funny emails. i will share when i return.

my stomach feels very sour right now.