ahhh...what a beautiful beautiful weekend.

so went up to berkeley yesterday for the john mayer concert. my adventure began with my very first bart ride alone. everything went smoothly until i got off the wrong stop. i failed to get off at the downtown berkeley stop and ended up getting off at the north berkeley stop. see, here's the thing. the driver/engineer/whatever he is announces each stop, right? but the thing is, when he announced the downtown berkeley stop, he failed to mention the "downtown" part and i knew there were two berkeley stops and i didn't remember which one came first. by the time i realized i was supposed to get off, the train was already moving. dammit! anyway, i got off at the next stop, north berkeley, and called debra. "you won't believe what happened, debra, but um...i got off the wrong stop," i said in a small, feeble voice. being the wonderful mother hen she is, she calmly told me to get back on the fremont train, ride it over one stop, and then wait for her to pick me up outside the station. and, as the dutiful daughter, i followed her directions perfectly. i bet people were looking at me strange though when i got on the train and then got off at the very next stop. oh well. la la la...

so then i finally get to berkeley and deb drives me back to her apartment where she made yummy omelets and we ate and just hung out and waited for people to arrive. went to go pick up ha, jo, and alex from the bart station later on. that was another adventure too. and then...we went to go get food, hung out more, blah blah blah.

then finally, we leave for the john mayer concert around six or something. me, ha, and alex got in first since we were the only ones with our tickets on us. so then we went in and tried to save seats for like a bazillion people. but it was okay in the end. bit of a squish, but...it was fine. concert was very very VERY good. the opening bands, john something trio and guster: *thumbs up*. and mmm...john mayer. mmmmm....sigh. i wish he was my husband. that's all. even if it was just for a week. that would just make me so sublimely happy. his voice is just so smooth and sexy. like chocolate. warm chocolate. he could sing the telephone book and i would still swoon. did you know that the song "your body is a wonderland" was inspired by me? yes, he took one look at my body and said, "wow. it's like a wonderland." little known fact. see? we're destined to be together. and he was so nice! he took this person's (i'm assuming it's a girl) camera in the front row and like, took pictures of himself and another guitarist while they were onstage playing. very sweet. wish it had been jo's camera. speaking of which, jo scared the CRAP out of all of us. halfway through guster, she left to, i guess go to the bathroom or something, but she never came back. when john mayer started to play, me and deb looked at each other like, "uh-oh..." because we knew jo wouldn't miss this. deb and david even went to go look for jo while john mayer was playing!! i had visions of her lying on the bathroom floor in a pool of her own blood with a knife sticking out of her chest or something. geez. i was freaked out. i even imagined myself rushing the stage, pushing john mayer out of the way, and yelling into the mike, "HAS ANYONE SEEN JOANNA CHAO?!?!" anyway. naughty girl had actually found a really good stop close to the stage and had been there the entire time. sheesh. at least she took some good pictures. i hope. she owes it to us for giving us all heart attacks.

la la la... so after that, we all went back to mar's place to, i dunno, hang out? it wasn't too clear what we were doing there. i guess just waiting for jen and san to come so we could see them. miss my girls. that was the first time i'd seen di like all year!! and while we were there, all the girls piled onto the couch to take pictures. it was extremely intimate. i elbowed jo in her boob and debra caressed my chest. ;D

and then...what else. after mar's place, we all said our (almost) tearful goodbyes and then went back to deb's place. it was like, midnight by this time. we sat on the couch and played a made up game of taboo. there were a row of videos on the floor next to the television and all of us tried to guess the title of each video while david gave us clues taboo-style. my favorite was, "be quiet sheep." hahahaha...i thought that was so funny. [it's for silence of the lambs if you still haven't figured it out.] anyway, then we started to watch forrest gump because [GASP!!] ha had never seen it before! but we didn't watch all of it cuz we started to pass out. surprisingly, i had a very nice sleep. i didn't think i would since i wasn't in my bed, but it was a pretty good sleep. dreamt that i was at the airport waiting to go to israel and searching for cinnabons the whole time. well, not the whole time. but i ended up stopping at this cafe to eat and i remember running into the waiter who was some guy i knew. turns out he was an old flame and in a burst of romantic spontaneity i wrote on my napkin, "i'm not going to israel. please wait for me." in hopes that he would find the napkin when he went to go clean the table. and then i left to go tell my mother i wasn't going to israel anymore and that i was going to stay in order to win back that guy's heart. it was all very romantic. in a really strange way.

anyway...woke up around 11 am this morning. dawdled for a bit. watched veggie tales. got "barbara manatee" stuck in all our heads. barbara manatee manatee manatee. you're the one for me.... then left to go eat at this really cute and yummy cafe. i had pancakes, eggs, potatoes, and sausages. mmm...a nice hearty breakfast at one in the afternoon. ;D then we went to zebra's to check out piercing prices. reminisced about getting my tattoos when i heard the beautiful buzzing of the tattooing needle. then we went to the bookstore across the street and i picked up a couple of books. then we went back to deb's apartment and just hung out while deb packed and cleaned and stuff and ha described the three ages of middle-earth. :) then left to go back to fremont.

and...now i'm here. on my mother's computer. because mine...[sniff]...mine...is....dead. :*( oh god...the horror of it all. see, i had tried to defrag it thursday night and had left it on all night to do just that. but when i woke up friday morning, it hadn't done a single bit of defragging because i had to do the scandisk first. but it didn't tell me this!! it told me this AFTER i had gone to bed. and so i had left it on all night for nothing. and so i tried to turn it off. and...it wouldn't. it just wouldn't turn off. so i told my mother this before i left and she said that she'd have my aunt's husband (i refuse to call him uncle. it's just too weird.) take a look at it when he came over to the house later that day. anyway, i came back today and it's still quite dead. i'm very sad. you don't understand how ruined and destroyed i am right now. at first, i was extremely depressed when my mother first called me while i was still in berkeley to tell me that my computer was still dead. because then i realized that i would have absolutely nothing to do when i got home and i would go absolutely stark raving mad with nothing to do. because, you see, not only is my computer dead, but the cable at my house is dead too. or so i thought. EVERYTHING in my life is dead. even my toilet is dead. not like i'd be spending much time on the toilet anyway, but still. it just makes my life that much funner. sigh. anyway, the cable actually does work. it got fixed. so i'll at least have my television to keep me somewhat preoccupied. and my computer is on its way to being fixed. *crosses fingers* i hope. i really really hope. my parents got a new hard drive. hopefully we'll be able to transfer my old files onto the new hard drive. please please please please please let this work. i lost all (well, almost all) of my files before. i don't want it to happen again. okay, just talking about this is probably jinxing this, so i'm going to go pound on some wood later. no, not knock on wood, pound on wood, because i really need to de-jinx myself. ugh.

but still...it was a glorious weekend. molto divertente. much fun. i love berkeley. wish i lived in a city. although all that walking around really tired me out but that's just cuz i haven't been um, moving around a lot lately. i've just been sitting for long stretches of time. so yeah, all that walking around was jarring to me. but whatever. it was still mucho fun to hang out and play with friends. :)

now if my computer would only work so i could stop this nervous twitching.

aiya. one of my psych professors for fall quarter emailed all of us and wants us to start preparing for his class by doing some extra readings. i'm looking at his website right now and he sounds like a real kook. here's some advice he gave us:

- Don't drink and drive. You can't write very well while recovering from an automobile accident.

- Learn to say, "NO." "No, TJ is for dumb high school students." "No, the acoustics are better on my stereo than at the Rock concert and besides I can burn 25 CDs for the price of one ticket." "No, the ocean isn't going anywhere. I can go surfing anytime." "No, I have to read these journal articles before I can go to the party." "No, I don’t want to watch Big Brother. They’re all a bunch of total losers." "No, I can get my eyebrow pierced during winter break." "No, I can see it when it comes out on video."

- Tell your significant other that if he or she plans on leaving you, he or she should wait until after you finish writing your paper before telling you.

- If you are sure that your significant other will not leave you, then explain to him or her today that you will need to set aside this week for all of your cuddling, kissing, and other romantic activities that you might have hoped to do during the rest of quarter. Explain that while you really would like to spend some time during the rest of quarter engaging in such activities, your professor is a real jerk who assigns way too much work. As a result, the two of you will just have to abstain for a while. If your significant other begins showing signs of depression, remind him or her how terrific the Christmas vacation will be. You'll be feeling great because of the good grade that you just received in this class. Surely those feelings will transfer (remember Zillman's theory of excitation transfer?) to your feelings for your significant other. After being deprived for that long, just imagine the great time both of you will have! You might even order the chocolate and strawberries now.

- If you don't have a significant other now and you meet the person of your dreams before you finish writing your paper for this class, think about your future. Don't be stupid. What's more important? Forget the paper and go after the person!

hmm. despite myself, i'm actually starting to get really interested in this class. it's psychology and the law. but then again, i thought the psycholinguistics class sounded really interesting two quarters ago and i dropped out of that class fourth week. this class sounds really difficult though. aiya. i am slowly beginning to realize that going to college has just been a slow and painful lesson on just how stupid i actually am.

frooblor: it should be a monumentous event
crazy spinster: monumentous isn't even a word.
frooblor: monumentous is a word!!
frooblor: ..isn't it?
crazy spinster: no. momentous is a word. monumental is a word. monumentous is not a word.
crazy spinster: you go to duke for crying out loud.
frooblor: haha. they liked me for my.. .creativity? :-D
frooblor: besides..americans are always changing words.. that's why we're so cool.

my mother is crazy. what else is new.

so i reminded my mother just now that i was going up to berkeley on friday for the john mayer concert and to stay over at deb's apartment. but she had forgotten and told me that she made an appointment for that afternoon. so i'm like, oh well that's okay i can leave in the morning. but then i realize, oh you'll need someone to watch after the kids when you're at your appointment won't you. but then she says, no no, that's not the problem. she then goes on to tell me that the appointment was actually for me. she made an appointment for me to see a psychic.

a psychic.

yes, you read that right. my mother wants me to see a psychic. she's actually already seen the psychic. but she told me that the psychic wanted "to see my face." what kind of a psychic is this? now i've never been to a psychic but since when do psychics tell your future just by looking at your face? oh, well, i suppose mine's pretty easy. "you have a unique type of face that i like to call ugly. i foresee that you will continue to look ugly. as a result of your ugly face, i predict that you will be a spinster for the rest of your life because no man will ever want to get near something that ugly."

anyway. i don't know what else to say. except that my mother is crazy. and what else is new.

this is a momentous day.

[pauses for dramatic effect]

i have changed my very first diaper.

so my mother left me alone with the kids around 1230 to go to my aunt's house. i love it when i get to spend time alone with the kids because that's when i can REALLY spoil them without anyone seeing. ;D but then justin pooed. and pooed and pooed and pooed. and then he pooed some more. really, i don't think i've ever seen him poo quite that much. i know this because i watch my mother almost every single time she changes his diaper. which is how i knew how to change his diaper. i'm so proud of myself. *beams with pride* but really, it was so disgusting. there was so much poo in that diaper, it was unbelievable.

anyway. i'm going to go brainwash the baby with sappy movies now. his girlfriend will thank me fifteen years from now.

today, i taught the baby a supremely valuable life skill. no, i did not teach him how to start a fire with only two rocks. and no, i did not teach him how to read dangerous signs like "end of road" or "stop now or you will die." and no, i didn't even teach him how to say "mommy" or "daddy" or, more importantly, "cherry is the queen of the universe and all should bow down to her or face the wrath of her sock boobs." i taught him something far more significant:

i taught him how to cluck his tongue. he's so cute. :)

today, i also came to the realization that i look like a boy. a very ugly boy. a very ugly, skinny, effeminate boy with moobies. small moobies, but moobies nonetheless. what to do...what to do... hmm. i think this new revelation reinforces my completely reasonable decision to become a hermit. or a nun. yes, that's it, i'll become a nun and revolutionize the nunnery as we now know it so that people will no longer think of nuns as old, dried up hags but rather ass-kicking, karate-chopping, big stick-wielding chicks who will not hesitate to beat you up if you are mean to other people. plus, i'll design more modern habits that are not only more comfortable and less itchy but also very stylish. and then i'll name myself mother superior and conquer the world.

la la la... i've eaten like almost an entire pineapple in the span of two days. it was a very good pineapple. i think i will go have some more of it.

YAR!!!


I'm pretty damn hard core! Fear me!

ahahahaha... thanks to jen for this quiz. more proof of my spinsterhood. yar!!! COD forever!! ;D [yes, that says cod.]

today, i did nothing.

mmm....park party was great. :) didn't expect that many people to show up, but they did and it was a pleasant surprise. was a VERY warm day but that's okay, i liked it despite the massive sweating and burnt skin. got to play in the really cold creek and... well, don't really feel like writing about this in too much detail cuz it was just overall fun. very satisfying. ;D

la la la... strategery!

okay. someone across the street is puking. very loudly. my window is open and i think theirs is too because i can clearly hear someone retching pretty violently. this is like the third time s/he's thrown up since like midnight.

man. i am going to have some major difficulty getting up tomorrow morning. i'll probably end up falling asleep at the park party. how sad and pathetic. maybe i'll just lie on the grass and tan. so i would have an excuse to fall asleep. hmm.