stuck at work

Not really. I had the opportunity to go to happy hour today, but I passed because I can't deal with my coworkers today. They're too San Francisco, and I kinda haet San Francisco atm. I've always actually hated SF for it's ugly, pretentious people. Watch South Park's "Smug Alert" and you'll see what I mean.

I moved in. My roomie's pretty cool. Borderline alcoholic like me, except now we can drink with each other so it's not really alcoholism. I believe alcoholism requires you to drink alone.

My aunt set me up with a dentist. She's pretty cool, but in LA. Hopefully I can get free teeth cleanings. Or at least free trial toothbrushes. I mean... c'mon. She makes way more than enough money for at least free toothbrushes.

Shoop da whoop

I quit WoW again, hopefully for the last time. I've been 4channing in the meantime to mitigate my boredom and recently discovered the wonders of Photoshop. Quitting WoW has been one of the best moves ever. I haven't felt to creative in a long time, and I've found a venue to manifest that creativity (albeit in really random, inane ways).

I went to sleep at 9:30 today and had a dream about really slutty girls. You'd think that I'd be happy with a dream like that, but for some reason dream Chris decided to take the moral high ground (WTF) and bitched at the girls for being slutty. I guess that post I made on Dave's xanga gave me a karmic bitchslap.

karma

I'm a firm believer that when something bad happens to you (or bad things happen to you), something good will happen to make it up. Please please please let me pass the CFA exam.

I should quit WoW again. I'm using it as a crutch. The fact that Tuyen stomps me at picking up chicks AND trivia bothers me to no end. I need to get my groove back. I'm 80% of the way there. Gotta boost my ridiculousness a little bit, my flirtitude a lot, and my monings quite a ways too.

Friends

I'm so thankful for my true friends. The dependable ones who, although they seem like fuckers sometimes (David, Dave, Dom, Law, Terence), are actually pretty cool peeps and are always there to listen to me bitch about stuff, encourage me to get hookers, and talk shit about my sister.

Here's a beer to you, friends. For the assholes out there that don't understand selflessness, true devotion, and real friendship, these buddies are fantastic case studies.

What a shitty week

Leng's funeral on Tuesday. She always cared too much for everybody. I can't help but think that being emotional allows you to live your life to the fullest, yet it can get you into so much trouble. I'm silently bummed about the whole thing, but at least she passed out the way she lived, loving too much. I'll miss her. I'll always remember Man-shot, Lumpia, Gay Porn DVD, that jacket she picked out, clubbing, everything. :-(

Something else happened this week that I'll be mum about. It was alright at the time, but I'm annoyed that after so long it still annoys me. The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get about the whole situation. I just feel constantly manipulated and it sucks ass.

Helping Angela with her USC apps. If I can get Tina and hopefully Crystal in, I'll get Angela in too. Don't worry.

Listen to Lupe Fiasco. He's fantastic.

Also, read www.urbandictionary.com word of the day. My favorites so far: Tramp Stamp, Game or Lame.