It used to be

September 30, 2009

I posted about 150 photos in Facebook yesterday. Best of 2006, Best of 2007, Best of 2008. I'm relatively new to Facebook and since I wasn't around for those three years, I thought I'd add the photos that would've probably ended up on it. Needless to say, the reactions were all the same. I think I got over 50 comments about how amazing that moment was. It's strange because I took every comment pretty emotionally. Pete said it the best, that it was a simpler time and wishes he could go back in time, to The Good Times. I wish the Dude was around just one year earlier to experience what it was like. He caught 2008, but it wasn't the same. By that time it was over and few were hanging on by a thread. I was hanging on by a thread. Trying to capture every moment I could.

I don't take photos of people anymore because there's nothing to take photos of. How can you top that time? How can there be another? There can't.

I'm over holding on to the memories because I have to let them go. I mean, I have let them go. But I think bringing them back last night was the perfect time. Some people have gone through big changes, and maybe it makes them sad to think of what Used To Be, but maybe it makes them smile because it-used-to-be.


September 29, 2009



Seriously people. Stop it.

Supercult : USRomance : Apnea

What most people don't know is that not all the photos on Supercult are taken by the lovely Chase Lisbon. Dan Jansen aka USRomance does lovely photos also. This is Amanda aka Apnea, Chase's beautiful girlfriend.


Today we are looking at: Joan Mitchell

September 28, 2009

I will survive.. or not

September 27, 2009

It's amazing how I cannot go a single day without these buggers. It's a bit scary that it is obviously an addiction. I didn't think I needed coffee but I really do. One morning, I forgot my travel mug filled with my ebony elixir and thought, "Eh, that's alright, I'll just get some at lunch," only to find myself jittery whilst having my insides feel like they were going to explode. It's strange how coffee makes some jittery, and the lack of coffee, in my case, makes me jittery. And it's not even that I need it to wake up because I am awake at 7am. I need it to LAST through the rest of the day because if I don't have my morning cups then by 6pm I am done. I'm sure I'm not the only one that has taken naps after a few cups of coffee..

But it's an addiction I am okay with, just like my slight addiction with sunglasses or my addiction with cooking. I don't know where people got the idea that coffee is bad for you. It's all naturale, and since I drink it sans cream and sugar, it's better than a fizzy beverage or sugary juices :D Humor me.

Dinner and a Movie

I made eggplant parm for Kiki, Matteo, the Dude, and I last night. It's nice not having to purchase a single thing and making a huge dinner for 4. After dinner, we watched a Korean movie (with subtitles, of course) at The Charles. Jake would LOVE this movie. It's from the guy who directed Oldboy, which is also a must-see.

Pantalones por todos los muchachos

September 26, 2009


September 25, 2009

The Cranberries in Baltimore November 12!

September 24, 2009

I wonder if the Dude is brave enough to go with.. :D Flashback to the 90's means fishnets and combat boots and little black dresses and floral hats.


September 22, 2009

tonight was EPIC. Sprints to Poker Face was crucial. Pedaling as fast as you can during the chorus? Come on, I'm not a huge fan of her but I can't deny how amazing that felt.

It's just too much

I'm sure everyone knows what happened with Taylor Swift and Kanye West at the VMA's last weekend. If not, click here. But this new phenomena of images referencing this occasion is for the books, and it's pretty freaking funny. This was brought to my attention by Chase Lisbon.

Elle Germany

September 21, 2009

Speaking of fashion magazines, Beau and I went to the grocery store tonight and saw that the October issue of Vogue was already on the stand. Just yesterday I was wondering where the heck MY October issue was. I'm supposed to get it first! Hrmph.

Zooey Deschanel and Ben Gibbard got hitched!

I'm sorry, but I could never. Zooey is WAY cute and who hasn't had those lonely lights being serenaded by Ben? But I could never marry someone that sang:

Sitting on a carousel ride without any music or light.
Everything was closed at coney island, and i could not help from smiling.

I'm sure there are better examples, but you get my point. I think the most beautiful thing Ben Gibbard has written was Sarah's Song.

'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"

So who's going to watch you die?


This is the new ginormous building that is coming in down the street. It's going to have a Barnes and Noble, a couple retail shops and restaurants, "luxury" apartments, and a parking structure with 1200 spots. HOPEFULLY, the school will work out some sort of way WE (Micans) can get some of that. I'm not sure how I feel about this monstrosity. I'm just bummed about how busy Mt. Vernon is going to be. I like the gentle hustle-bustle of the area. I'm just afraid that it's going to turn into a college town with a strange mix of artsy fartsies and regular people.

Shoe storm/Shit storm

This is Oliver's shoe pile. Don't forget the three shelves he has filled with shoes AND the row he's got on top of his closet.


September 19, 2009

Bad kissers are The Worst. I think I've only had one bad kisser in my kissing lifetime: Freddy, who had pokey-tongue. Pokey tongue is not good. Do not poke your tongue in and out, in and out, stiff as a board.

This video above is not worth watching and really lame, but it got me thinking about kissing. Julia Roberts would not kiss Richard Gere on the lips because kissing means something special. What is it about kissing that is so intimate (to most)? As opposed to giving head or doing the horizontal tango?

But maybe there aren't good kissers or bad kissers. Maybe Freddy just needs to find someone who also does pokey-tongue. Maybe a "good kisser" means someone who kisses like you.

Short story

September 17, 2009

So there's a plant called a Mandrake that looks like a man. I guess there's an example of it in Harry Potter, but I haven't seen any of the movies passed the second one. Anyhow, I stated earlier that when men are hung, they get boners and splooge. Supposedly, a lot of these Mandrake plants grow around hanging places.. so.. yuck.

Smart kids are ODing

Lab technicians stuffing a dead body between two walls after suffocating her to death? Read about it at LA

This is for Space Mountain

September 16, 2009

Click here to read the full story.

Beau Sam Official

Beau has been in Bryant Park all week/weekend scoping out the latest and greatest and has been updating his blog every day with images of this year's bests. Check it out here if you care about that kind of stuff.

You probably think this song is about you

My favorite colors are black and gold. Fact. It is present in my closet, my coffee, my accessories, my bicycle, and even my work. So, I got to thinking about "black and gold" and realized that I (ME) am black and gold. Asian = yellow and right now yellow = gold. "Black" hair, gold skin. Am I so masked in my own vanity that my favorite colors are ME? That I am my favorite color?

But. It's just colors.

Sunday Sunday Sunday

September 13, 2009

Do you ever try on an outrageous shirt just to see what it would look like on you.. and end up loving it? YES.

I spent a god six hours in the studio today and it felt wonderful (though the first hour was spent staring at a wall). I got a ton of work done and at the same time, not enough. But I'm all set up and have a good flow going. Good things.

I'm supposed to be doing a few readings but the VMA's is all-consuming. I could care less about who wins what, but Beyonce's performance was SO good. Seriously soo freaking good. Janet's Michael tribute was pretty awesome too. Chills the whole time. Gaga.. I don't get her. Maybe I get her, I just don't like her. I totally appreciate artists growing from The Day and not ODing right off the bat. Eh who cares.

I just found this red so this is me right now. My brain is rotting with all of this popular culture television.

I miss this guy. He's in Chitown shredding the bmx and eating delicious food and playing with the cutest dogs.

Have a good week everyone!

Leaving on a jet plane

September 12, 2009

"You're so hungrys, you look like you could use yourself some breadcrumbs and macaroni and cheese."

mattcassettetape: (1 month ago)
I wish parties were still this fun

These were seriously good times. It's amazing how much things change in two years. I really loved that apartment and I loved having too many people over. And it was nice because it wasn't a typical "MICA party" where random people we didn't know would come. Now that I think of it, not even half the people there went to MICA. These are homies and homies' homies. People from out-of-town. People from in-town. People from down the alley and up the street. Old apartment. Old times. Old friends.

This is what happens when you don't drink anymore, have a camera with video options, and people in your house wilin'.

The Cut Rate

September 11, 2009

This is Oliver's new jumpoff, ready for the masses next season. Get ready.

Never surrender, never go down

One of those "What would you take on a deserted island" things

It might be my whole Clinique suitcase of stuff. I can't live without this trio. Everyday, all day. I have two or three different travel sizes of each for different occasions, so it's never a hassle having my kit with me. This is my skin-cleaning ritual before bed:
1. eye make-up remover (if wearing make-up)
2. mousse foaming cleanser
3. face soap (pictures above)
4. toner/clarifying lotion (pictured above)
5. lotion (pictured above)
6. "moisture surge" (when it's dry out)
7. under eye lotion (I never want bags so I'm preparing)
8. salicylic acid

It doesn't bother me to do this every night because I've been doing it since I was in 7th grade. My mom is often mistaken for my sister, and it's because she's been taking care of her skin so well for most of her life. I'm not worried about getting lines/getting older (I'm actually looking forward to salt-and-peppery hair), but I'd like to stay somewhat youthful and healthy for as long as I can. Your body is a wonderland.

[cue John Mayer]


September 10, 2009

Ahn young ha sae yo

Momma told me about a new Korean restaurant that opened in Hollywood called SHIN. It's owned by one of the guys in The Strokes, Lindsay Lohan's ex-lesbian lover's BROTHER, and Gerard Butler aka the guy from 300. I guess the dude from The Strokes went to Korea and now has an obsession with Korean food.

And speaking of Korean food. I was desperately craving "dolsot bibimbap" which is just a vegetable hodgepodge on top of rice in a flaming hot stone pot. For some reason the weather and the time of night called for the occasion so the Dude and I went to Aloha right around the corner.

Dream come true

September 09, 2009

You made PIZZA for dinner?

September 08, 2009

Domestic abuse is not funny, but really? The best scenario you can come up with is "'Dinner's ready' is pizza?"


There have been rumors about the sequel to Boondock Saints for years and I was beginning to not think it was going to happen. My brother somehow got tickets to a "special screening" in Irvine, but "lost his tickets" so that's when I really thought that it was a rumor. Thennn he showed me this trailer and now I'm just disappointed. It's going to be another Shoot 'Em Up or something outrageous. Being "a Saint" was soo cool. Now it's just cheesy.

Let's not forget to mention Sean Patrick Flannery's over-botoxed/face-lifted face. Maybe it's cliche to call anything "selling out" anymore, but Troy Duffy is a fucking sell out, trying to make a big buck. And it's going to happen because for a movie that never came out in theaters, it's HUGE and freakishly rad.


We went to Philly after the Belmar and stayed for the long weekend. It was nice and relaxing. I met someone that I've been interested in meeting for a while. He's hated by a certain BMX-blogger and it's sad that the rest of the little bike community has jumped on the bandwagon to hate him also. I thought he was awesome and really funny.

Other than that, I didn't really do much. Colleen and I were going to go to the PMA after brunch on Sunday, but we ended up hanging out with the guys and eating for too long and the museum closed :( So we did some light shopping and walked around Center City. I spent most of today sleeping. I kid you not, I fell asleep at 11:30 last night, woke up at 9:30am, went to sleep at 2:30pm, and woke up at 7:00. It's almost 2:00am and I am still ready to do some more sleeping. I'd like to look at it as making up for the two hours I slept on Friday night, but there really is no excuse for taking a 4-hour coma in the middle of the day.

The Dude spent most of his time riding with this guy. He was filming with MTV for something no one knew about. Garrett thought he was filming with Fuel the first day only to find out they were from MTV. Cha-ching.

Brawlin' at the Belmar, getting eaten alive by mosquitos

The Dude is in there somewhere, doing a barspin over a giant heap of dirt. Scary.

After the contest was over, Superbad Brad showed up and serenaded the whole group with a boombox that was duct-taped to his hand. I'm sure there will be footage of all of Saturday's madness on the internet very soon.

(taken by the Dude's iPhone)
Brawlin' at the Belmar was held in Binghamton, New York. The Dude warned me that Binghamton was like a ghost town, but I wasn't expecting it to be that bad. It was terrible! Everyone was old and ridiculously overweight, it was a sad sight. I can't imagine what people do in that town. The "downtown" area was a two block by two block area that was not poppin at all. When we got to Binghamton at 9:30am, I was hoping to get a soy latte at a coffee shop because I was dreaming about one during the whole 3 1/2 hour drive there. When we arrived, the chances of me finding a latte were slim to none, but I was relieved to see a Dunkin Donuts and settled with a gigantic coffee.

For some reason, I wore a dress to the hoopla and got eaten alive by mosquitos. My skin reacts crazy to mosquito bites and I am now left with 20+ red splotches on my legs. I love nature, nature does not love me. I hate to be a girl, but sometimes.. there's no other way around it. Luckily I had pants in the car so I changed right away. They go from my foot to my butt. Uncomfortable.

All in all, it was fun. I met a couple people that I've heard the Dude talk about all the time and it's probably one of the last times I get to go to a contest/trip with the Dude since he's going to be busy on his own trips soon.


The Dude's mom's basil was growing out of control so she told me to take as much as I wanted/all of it. We're talking about a 5 foot by 5 foot area of overgrown basil. So I chopped most of it down and made seven batches of pesto (yum!) I'm freezing most of it so we have homemade basil at our disposal during the winter.

While I was making all of this pesto, the Dude drew me a basil-bath. Isn't he the sweetest?

Je ne sais pas

September 04, 2009

Some people are in a relationship so they are not alone.

Others, for the magic.

What happens when you know what you're in it for? Are we satisfied if it is to fill our loneliness? If the two are content with each other's company, is that not enough. Do we need the magic.

Then there's the search for the magic. Is this relationship magical, or am I lonely. And the constant need to find out begins. Do we want love, or do we want love.

Small meltdown/Brief moment of panic

September 03, 2009

I walked outside my building this morning and who do I see? A surveyor. A surveyor? So what? Well he wasn't just any surveyor, he is a surveyor I hooked up with 3 years ago*.

To make a long story short, freshman year in Baltimore I went to some party in a warehouse. I honestly can't remember where the party was, but I'm sure it was the Annex or something. I meet this quiet, kind of strange guy wearing (what I remember to be) really ugly shoes. But he looked really German and I was wayy into the Nazi-shaved head-blue eyes thing. It might've been my recent viewing of The Believer (Ryan Gosling playing a Jewish Nazi), either way, I talked to him all night. He told me he was a surveyor and that's all I remember of him. We exchange numbers and I have him over to hang out with me and the roomies. It was only a one week fling.

He was "the guy that wouldn't leave in the morning" and the person you put under "DO NOT ANSWER" in your phone. Young, naive, stupid, bored. Whatever, it was what it was but it was strange seeing him right outside my door. Cowardly, I walked by him behind my sunglasses and my blazing red lips in hopes that he would not recognize me.

*And just to make things perfectly clear, he looks nothing like the image above, nor is he of "construction worker age". He's young, relatively good-looking, with terribly creepy blue eyes.

Strike 2

September 02, 2009

What's your country?

LA has a slideshow up with photos of Koreatown in Los Angeles, mainly focusing on Western Avenue. Now, I do not hang out in Koreatown, nor do I have friends that do. I have been to Koreatown to eat and to shop with my mother many, many times, but it's not a neighborhood that I frequent, though many Korean-Americans do. I know a few of you are interested in Korean culture (Chris) and this is a teeny tiny view into the "Korean" I know, not the Korea you've been to (since I've never been to Korea).

Click here to check it out.

New discovery

September 01, 2009

I am all about oatmeal right now. I don't know why I never discovered that I liked it before. This morning I am sitting with a bowl of oatmeal and strawberries and a cup of orange juice while my coffee steeps (in my french press). I've already got 30g of fiber, some vitamin C to help my body absorb it and 1/2c of fruit.

Oo and I forgot to take a photo of dinner last night. I made a corn and black bean salad with a bunch of goodies and barbeque tofu. I was just going to cook the tofu in store bought barbeque sauce and maybe add some extra fixins, but I only had a drop of barbeque sauce left so I had to make my own. The Dude likes barbeque sauce which is why it's in this apartment to begin with, so I'm used to making my own sauce. Icky and sticky yummy.

I miss talking about food.. haha :)