Nyotaimori

i just almost died!

i was driving along home from work and puttering at a good speed of 65, my car suddenly spun out of control, slid across 4 lanes sideways, and ended up facing oncoming freeway traffic.

i had to put the car in reverse to get to the side of the road where i practiced deep breathing techniques more for the appearance of things than out of a genuine need to calm down.

once i realized there was no way of stopping the car, it was actually kind of enjoyable. like a roller coaster. but then, yes, true, i could have been slammed by an oncoming 18 wheeler. also, the whole car almost flipped onto it’s side when it stopped from sheer top heavy momentum. and then i had to drive all the way home from contra costa and boyd on regular streets cause i was too nervous to risk driving further on the freeway.

and my mom wants to take my car to oregon. thru snowy mountain passes! i may die driving yet.

so i got into the MBA program too. =) now in january (a MONTH from now) i will be starting all sorts of really boring management classes and cool spiff asian studies classes.

optimism makes me reconsider that maybe the mba classes will not be so bad. maybe. maaaaaayyyyybe.

sumo thong wearing purple hippo

thought process while walking thru the parking lot to class today:

hmm that boy standing on the curb is kind of cute from a distance. not that i can see all that far. crap these contacts suck ass. closer, still cute. holy crap, what does that say? is he honestly wearing a shirt that says, ‘chicks dig pasty, scrawny guys’? who would do that? who would that work on? it’s kind of endearing. argh! no! i fell for the shirt! goddammit!

help america vote?

and here’s why.

1. looked at lots and lots of pretty photos of s&m with kim.

2. had thai food lunch with kim which included fried banana and coconut ice cream.

3. got to work in the vip room again. but with cort this time. and sure he ain’t no varekai acrobat, but for a 6 foot 4, 20 year old boy he’s nothing to scoff at.

4. ate a ton of beef on sticks, brownies, eclairs, and lemon bars.

5. sold a shitload of expensive crap. (this always makes me feel good. since it is, after all, my job.)

6. took a ton of beef on sticks home.

7. randomly met up with curtis on the freeway and played speeding leapfrog all the way home while blowing kisses in the tunnel. this exercise was slightly dangerous as speeding in tunnels while not watching the road is never a good idea.

8. have the next 4 days off. (welllll, except for school.)

ANNNNDDD, i got into the MAPS (masters of pacific asian studies) at the university of san francisco, starting in january! yey for going back to school! i haven’t heard back from the MBA program yet, but hopefully i will get in there too and then i will have the whole concurrent degree dual program thing going on. useful degrees! wheeee!

the one bad thing that happened today is that i found out partially what happened to punk. the asshole white trash bastard next door, whose daughter was punk’s original owner, cat-napped him. quite possibly he has now dumped punk somewhere in the wilds of martinez. that fucking asshole. who the hell does shit-face think has been feeding punk, taking him to the vet, letting him sleep in a bed? i am so mad at him i could pound his face in. if only he wasn’t a convict drug dealing male bigger than me. i hope social services takes away his bratty, bitchy excuses for children and puts him back in jail. along with his jail-bait/bird girlfriend. fuckers. (now even if he has brought punk back safely and is just currently keeping him confined to their tiny in-law next door, i will still not forgive him. because i hate him. and always have.)

deep breath. i apologize for my strong language. sometimes i have to freely express.

punk (jesus christ) has been missing for nigh on a week now. he is currently considered dead. last night i had horrid dreams about finding him and he had multiple long bleeding cuts and this section of his abdomen which had been cut out in a square and then put back together. i felt it was the kitty equivalent of stealing a kidney and putting you in the bathtub on ice. i hope really that he’s not dead and will come back soon. though i can’t imagine where he is gone off to.

i got a speeding ticket this week. now i am unwillingly obeying traffic speed limits, and i chafe under each and every one of them. occasionally my maniacal need for speed gets the best of me and i zip past slow, obnoxious cars before berating myself back down to their very level.

i got this new japanese animation show on dvd called ‘gravitation.’ i watched it all in one night till 6am, giggling in a paroxysm of glee the whole time. at borders 2 days ago between stints in the theatre i discovered the manga equivalent and jubilatingly bought the first one. now that i’ve finished it, i actually got up early this morning so i can go buy the second one on my way to work. ‘gravitation’ is a shounen ai story (which means male-male love). i myself am delightfully embroiled with love for these gay, gay fellas.

happy thanksgiving! i love sweet potatoes!