On my way to work, I was feeling good because I didn't wake up late, especially on Monday's. Late is not really an importance at my work, but the time variable is still important to me. "What time does our work day start?" Her response came with much surprise and relief, "Anytime between 830 and 930am." I came to the conclusion that this work environment was flexible with the time we come in, due to the 30-minute commute most of needed to do from San Jose. I wouldn't mind taking advantage of the 'work from home once a week' to conserve our precious cars/gas tanks. This is likely not to happen. Hopefully, one day, some day we'll move the business to Fremont. Who knows?

So, back to the main topic- I had just drove onto the freeway from Berryessa. The first lane, easy to get in to. Managed without any negative emotions. The second lane actually took a bit longer because some cars move faster than the first, but not that fast. My chance finally came so I signaled. Suddenly, in my left rear mirror, I see the van speeding up behind me getting into the same lane as myself. But, from what I see, he's trying to get into the third lane. From my view, he had plenty of time to get into the second, and smoothly into the third. Instead, he waits and does the two-lane change like and idiot and nearly clips my left rear bumper. Unsure if he gave me a look because I never look at the drivers of other cars. It only causes emotions that could be avoided. Unless I'm in the passenger seat, I'll throw stuff at the other car (not literally). It matters not which car I'm driving, if I was clipped, I would do my best to make what happened his fault. Ok, it's out. It's over, nothing bad came of it.

note: Don't say something if you don't mean it.

Nearly two days have passed since I purchased Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (Philosopher's Stone). I didn't know I had it in me to sit and read. Before, it would actually take me year's to reach where I am right now. Don't get me wrong, it's an easy read, but I usually get bored or sleepy within 10 pages. Maybe I do have the motivation to read on a daily basis so I could catch up with the 7th and final book of the series. Either way, I am half way through the book. I'll most likely finish the book by tomorrow. My goal was by tonight. Probably night.

A couple year's back, I received the book set Lord of the Rings, including The Hobbit. It could possibly be the type of reading because I couldn't get through the first book in almost 5 years. At least I tried. I'll do my best to get back to it.

The coworker that trained me, for the most part, resigned yesterday. Well, she actually turned in her two weeks, so yesterday was the final day. According to her, she told me to continue to strive in what I've been doing. She was partially impressed with my work style. Have I really improved? The only one's that could tell me are my coworkers. I have a heavy workload to look forward to, but I must believe that I could do the work. I've managed to do the work with accuracy and efficiency for the passed month or two. My confidence for my job title and work is high. I was an engineer before I started work, and I'm going to be one while I work. Sigh.

I purchased a Wii a few months back and I don't even play it. I put all blame on Final Fantasy XII. 150 hours of playing time into that game. Maybe even more because I've had a few Game Overs. Why am I telling you this information? I don't know. Ok, I said my topic. I'm outta here.

note: Go Giants!

Ok, someone get me the Harry Potter books. If not, I'm going to keep reading Wikipedia. Ahhhhhh!
Closing Wikipedia now. Ahhhh! not that it matters, but Unforgivable Spells are horrible.

Hello Entry #400

5 years and 399 entries later, I've reached #400. What now? Well, I'll keep writing my issues, problems, frustrations, memories, happinesses, and all those fun things we all love to read...NOT.

What have I learned in 5 years? Things change, memories are built around various events, and all these treasures will soon be separated to bring greater things. There was a point where giving up was an option, but choices mold our lives into balance. We must continue to strive and gather our motivations to believe we could do it. I could do it! Nothing will stand in my way of greatness. I don't believe in a being great. I believe in a mediocre lifestyle with spurts of excitement. In 5 years, the biggest lesson is...oh! be right back, I'm going to look into my 401k benefits with the CFO.

Location

With a simple click of the mouse, you are located over Nebraska. Your flight is half way over and I'm keeping track. Tracking someone's flight is fun. Ves made stir-fry with an extra spoonful of vinegar. Still good though. I added a hot dog because that was supposed to be my actual dinner. Hotdog and bun. Yeah.

I realize my tummy gets bigger because all I do is sit on my butt and play FF12. Although, I do sit-ups in between play. Simpson's movie comes out this Friday. Awesome!

Down And Out

With my ankle damaged once again, my left leg elevated, and my favorite person on the East Coast, I browse the Internet and found a common theme. More friends are getting married that are around my age. My wedding era actually started nearly 3-4 years ago when the older crowd friends were getting married. Unfortunately, none of those weddings involved my brothers or myself. This family is going to remain with my brothers. Our prediction is to see little brother James to get married first and have children. My older brothers and I are never going to get married. NEVER! With my career in the books for a good year, marriage is on my mind, but not just yet. Let's make more money, I guess. Yes, I'm jealous that people younger than me are getting married, but that's their choice. My day will come when I'll be on bended knee with a ring box in my right hand and stuff. Blah.

I accept what my life has reached. Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!

Blue key of death

Good morning folks. There was annoying pet peeve that I discovered about myself driving to work, but I forgot what it was. Maybe it'll come back to me. Browsing the Internet, specifically myspace.com, I jumped onto my cousins page and discovered her shame toward her family name. This name continues the growing force for our family. Maybe it's the same on that name, but my mind just found it confusing. You have all the right to do what you want, but does the name bring shame because of family issues. This is probably something I will bring up to her, I just wanted to voice my view on the minor issue. Because I'm still trying to figure out what that pet peeve was.

The title of the following explains the situation at work. Here lies a blue key that unlocks our machines. It is waiting to be sent to Anchorage to be transferred again to Wasilla, Alaska. Why death? Because nothing is being done to resolve the issue. The title should read 'Death of Blue Key'. I shall keep it remained. With my project manager resigning, my position will now be bombarded with more responsibilities. Not likely that I'll have too much to worry about because I want to improve my knowledge. There are many tasks that could be useful in this change. According to what this person said, I'll get a much better laptop to bring home with me, instead of this sony that I can't even adjust the dim. Whack!

With the new Transformers movie under my belt, reviews could now be shared with me. The topic a lot people are viewing is the death of the token autobot, which I will remain nameless. It was sad to see him die. The bunch of us went to Dj Dose's (livemixshow) to swim, bbq, and watch Transformers the cartoon movie. I slightly fell asleep during the middle because it was the boring part. The best part is just the beginning with Optimus Prime. Did you cry when Optimus Prime died longingly? So, when an autobot leader dies, he turns grey and rotates his head to the right.

That's it for now. I can't remember what I was thinking driving to work. Sucks!

in Awe

Emotional Setback

Yesterday was more of an emotional upset. With this late birthday bbq picnic thing turning sour, I'm left in confusion and frustration on if it should even happen. Sitting at a picnic table with enough food for maybe thirty, but only maybe less than 10 people go. With my supportive foundation falling through the cracks, maybe it is time to tap out and release myself from this year's birthday celebrations. How many types of birthdays could someone possibly have?

The Saturday before my birthday, my dad, Kristen, James, Grandma, and I decided to go eat lunch before my ice hockey game. Sushi Coast (click here for my review) was closed, so after a quick thought, we went to Chili's. No review for Chili's because, come on now, we've all been Chili's. If not, sorry Roger, you tiger now.

The Giants game versus the Diamondbacks was a great way to start off my birthday. Before the game, my mom, Ken, and I received our Barry Zito bobble heads and then made reservations for Acme Chophouse @ AT&T Park (click here for my review). Good timing because by the time we paid the check, we headed up to our seats (behind home plate) to watch the second half of the 1st inning. My birthday was starting great because the Giants won, 4-1.

Ok, within one weekend, two complimentary meals, a Giants game, and we won our ice hockey game, not to mention a few gifts that I will remain nameless. Damn, if you really want to know, ask.

I probably mentioned this but my birthday did not end with that weekend, it continued on the following Thursday and Friday. Quick overview: cake at work, Cleo's for dinner w/friends, ice cream cake at home, and Jersey Boys. Not really my idea to have a picnic, but it was a good idea to have. For all the thanks I put into my friendships, relationships, and familyships, I would offer the best return gift possible, FOOD. Is it still going to happen, probably. But, it isn't the same when all my special someone's are there. Like I said before, one picnic table, full of food, and that's about it. My invite went out to family and close friends. Do I deserve a huge crowd of guests, or do I deserve what I could get. I need to be more appreciative toward those that try to think twice about me. To conclude this, I guess I'll see you Saturday, 11-whenever. It's on!


note: Custard-filled Pudge Bucket!

Motivating force

Reading blogs, xangas, or even simple personal websites motivates me to write, to jot down ideas, to blog.

Changing topics by how I recently feel.

From a conversation with a friend earlier today:

joey: have you seen transformers

ted: yarra

joey: goodness

joey: am i the only one left

joey: i hate you

ted: dude

ted: grow up

joey: never

ted: thats for damn sure

I am speechless.

I am surrounded with emotional treasures that I cannot go without, but right now, I'm not sure what to think. I want to have a birthday bbq picnic, but I'm not sure if I really want it. I don't know what to do. What do I want? I want to lay down on the ground and have the ants drag me away into their ant hole to feast on me.

Shrugs


www.livemixshow.com =DJ Dose on Friday @ 12.

Nothing to grasp

Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You - Frankie Valli

...such a great song. The song came on and noticed we got closer. Maybe it was a coincidence, but it was romantic. It's true, my eyes always make my way towards your eyes, or any other part of your body. While you sleep, I wait in wonder when your eyes will open and see me there. Surprise, it's me watching, protecting you while you sleep. I am your shield, I am your armor, I am your air bag, I am yours. Don't you forget that.

Birthday plus 2

It is already Saturday. My birthday was two days ago and it still feels like it is still going on. Earlier today, I thought it was Sunday because I usually only clean on that day. Now, I'm sitting in front of my desktop writing to you Mr. Blogger. I look to my left and see my fan sitting on my window sill. The breeze outside is actually making the inner fan rotate. With the Giants game on my back, a Pepsi sitting on my computer desk, here we go.

Working on your birthday sucks. The projects were just there, but my mind was on the events later after work was over. A cake was offered at work, cookies and cream type cake, yummy. Surprises have always been on my mind. During birthday events, daily events, visitation events, any type of event where you could surprise someone is on my mind. That's the way I am. Random gifts out of nowhere are always fun to do. Gifts could include flowers, jewelry, etc. If someone gives you something where it is unexpected, no matter what it is, accept with much appreciation.

I had a donut last night. Chocolate custard-filled donut from Krispy Kreme...mmmmm.

My birthday dinner was held at Cleo's Steakhouse/Mr. Pizza Man. Full Meat Service. My guests were Cami, A-Jay, Christine Joy, Addie, and Alan. The service is good, the company was great. Gerstein, next time. We didn't get back until later that night, but we didn't finish the night with an ice cream cake that Cami got for me. Yay! Last time an ice cream cake sat in my presence was probably my 11th birthday. My birthdays get better and better each year I get older.

Last night, I received one of the coolest birthday gifts I could ever receive...Jersey Boys. I got the see the story of the Four Seasons. The show was amazing. We took BART from Daly City to Powell. We walked up to Curran Theatre and sat in our Balcony seats. The show was nearly perfect, probably because of the stupid teenage girl being inconsiderate and blocking the right side of the stage with her head. Oh well. I didn't let it bother me. What not? Well, I sit here in front of my computer and just type. I will be updating my previous blog entry/short story every now and then. I need to check up on my laundry too. Thank you all for your birthday greetings. Mucho appreciado.

note: Eating well!!! Very well.

28 Years Later.

The days were filled with heat, trackers wandering about salvaging food from the dead. Garbage is left from the early street wars. The time the war began was the end of existence, the beginning of human slavery. There was no hope left, no ideas of how to fight back. The shadows were no longer used to hide from the enemy. Groups are easier to find, so isolating your soul from the party could help toward breathing another day.

Even before the fear devoured the surface, smiles and children playing swarmed the solid grounds. No where could one find a speck of hatred in the flicker of one's eye sight. There was no reason to fear existence, which may possibly be the reason for the fall. All my thoughts are a blur. Being born into such a land takes the justice of any man into reason why do we continue to live if there is is no hope. Many clans have attempted to overtake the fear, but all have failed.

This land of magic has lost it's last hero. Ten years ago was the fight that would've ended the powerful struggle for solid ground. This brawl, this fight lasted many months. A young fighter, Jogum Bish, was no match for the fear. He believed nothing was able to stop the fear. His lost was forgotten. The fear fought and destroyed the human. Losing track of its destruction, it assumes death to the courageous fighter.

Now comes the time of recollection and obeying the voice of fear. The land is lost with famine and disease. Hunters, trackers, and beggars roamed the peace streets. As long as the fear was else where, they lived, but only to wait for death.


to be continued.


note: wrote check for Dose. I know he'll pay me back.
N094-4533-9263-2#1#-4 $240

mmmmm...Squisheeee

Time to make my way to Mountain View for my very first Squishee. Mmmm. Yay...D'oh.

I had the most bizarre dream this morning. I knew I was half asleep. The street cleaning truck woke me up this morning. Suddenly, I jumped into a dream sequence where I was dressing up into a tuxedo type attire. Family was there. Friends were all around. As time went by, my dream turned out to be my wedding day. It was strange because it appeared to run like a reality show because a camera was following me. My control was so strong that my wife-to-be was none other than my Favorite. She was beautiful in her wedding gown. Everything was so perfect, except me. My dream turned emotional when I found myself alone wondering what I'm doing. I guess it was just a sign of having 'cold feet'. Marriage is not an option that I've thought about. With my ability to stop my dream, I woke up before entering back into the church-like structure.

My clock radio had been going off for 2 minutes. I woke up wondering if I'll ever get married. Oh well. Someday.

It is Tuesday. 3 1/2 more days until Jersey Boys is in my grasp. Funny how Jersey Boys seems to be more important than my birthday, which is in 2 days. Well, I have work off tomorrow and today we are getting out of work at 12 noon. Most likely, I'll drive home, play Final Fantasy 12, fall asleep, wake up when Camillay arrives and make way to Mountain View. Did I mention that gas at my Arco is $3.07/gallon?

Food

Brb, I'm going to go eat lunch first. 127pm

I am back from lunch. 144pm I would've been back 5 minutes ago, but I needed to speak with someone in the office.

My old neighborhood in San Francisco involved a lot of business and transportation traffic. We once had a Cala Foods not more than 100 feet away from my house. That was torn down and replaced with condos and a little convenient store. There used to be a FotoMat drive-thru less than 70 feet away. Not it's even more condos. The comic book store where I purchased Spawn #1 through #20 had moved somewhere a bit farther than where we are now. It was small, so a bigger venue would have given it justice.

Scattered throughout a 10-block radius, grade school classmates are located amongst this perpendicular shaped neighborhood; some closer to the beach front than myself. By the way, I am 3-blocks from lower great highway. I've taken advantage of the beach and it's view so many times. I cannot live too far away from water. I would feel trapped, like Stitch, but he's surrounded by water. Noisy, wave-crashing water or calm, serene type water, they both work the same. Although, beach water could be very dangerous. Quiet waters could be scary too with Michael Myers lurking the underwater surface with his machete.

Bottomline, my old house is my place to escape reality. It's a place of growing, and also a place to relax and unwind. This past Saturday, I went home to go watch an SF Giants game. Lowry pitching with heart and his abilities, he takes another win at home. I grew up in San Francisco. I roamed the midnight streets of San Francisco in my high school days. But I always ended up safe at home. Nothing beats home. Nothing beats the happy memories. Nothing beats your childhood days.

I'm getting older everyday, but a whole new number on Thursday night, it'll be just another day. The age of age no longer counts for me. I am now in the age of career, love, and family.

note: it is not all wasted time.

Good luck!

On my way to the Giants game today, I realized that my Giants gear needed to expand. But for now, my head piece for the evening was an SF Giants 'rally' cap style hat. There were only a few people in the stands who had this hat. Either way, Lowry did great with 8 strikeouts and the win. Even though our seats were in 328, we sat behind the plate in 315 about row 7, seat 5. Awesome, a lot of sequences are happening with the numbers 7 and 5 or 75 or 7-5. With the arrival at my mom's house after the game, a package from DHL was slid underneath the gate. This parcel wasn't supposed to arrive for another week and a half. My birthday gift from my mom had arrived. A San Francisco Giants jersey with the number 75 and name JOEY stitched to the back, grey with orange and black lining. This is great. My sports attire is growing.

-San Jose Sharks replica AWAY jersey; #75 HIPOL
-San Francisco Giants replica GREY jersey; #75 JOEY
-San Francisco 49ers: none.
-Golden State Warriors: none.

Better yet, I was able to purchase my 2007 All-Star gear. Mostly all grey. I think my new favorite color is grey, but still orange...greange OR organey.






The hardest part about relationships is the struggle to trust. No matter how often you tell someone you love them, your thoughts are still only yours, leaving one with possible doubt. For 15 months, my involvement continues to grow. There's no room for predictability and assumption, only honesty. I have a sense of insecurity still, but the only thing I could do is keep my mind straight and believe that I am the only one for her, and keep believing that only she could keep my heart beating her name. I'm in love and no one could change that.


note: my birthday week has started well with a bit emotional and depression near the end of one night though.