Lascivious

Dear man sitting at a table near the door of Starbucks,

Raising your eyebrows with a lewd expression on your face is NOT a pick up technique I would recommend, especially when you already look really skeevy.

Not gonna happen,
Me



On the other hand,

Dear So Beautiful I Cried!R,

Please feel free to sit at my desk when I come in in the morning when ever you want. I definitely enjoy the eye candy.

Love,
Me

Got into a conversation about Anne Rice with my coworker, who said the following, in regards to his attempt to listen to the audio book of The Vampire Lestat:

"It was the abridged version, you know? So it was basically 2 hours of homoeroticism, from what I could tell."

So...as we know, Himura Kenshin, the greatest swordsman Japan has ever known dies a heroic death...


( cut for spoilers for the entire Rurouni Kenshin series )

So...it sounds like maybe, maybe Pear Liberal Studies Simpson-Wentz is on the way!!!! :O

Just had the following conversation with Bike Messenger who always comes at 4.

Me: I'm so glad to see you! Because that means it's four and I only have an hour left to go!

Messanger: Yes. I signal the coming of the end.

Me: ...It sounds much more apocolyptic when you put it that way...

I get a gold star for only snickering internally when saying, 'Shiva is downstairs for you.'

Hee!!

On a related note,'Krishna Copiers' always makes me laugh, and think of that story of Krishna making hundreds of copies of himself so he could partner with each and every gopi. XD

Torchwood.

I don't even know anything about Doctor Who, and I've read a lot from fans saying it has plotholes the size of God, but...

It has a casually bisexual omnisexual, morally ambiguous hero!

Who says things like this!!

Capt. John: Oh, that's gorgeous.
Gwen: That's a poodle.
Capt. John: [eager] It's nice!

He is attracted to everything!! Hahahahahaha

So, the corperate support crew was going off on a field trip somewhere, but two of the guys were late. They finally appeared. (T is the head of CS, R is the new mailroom guy, who is cute and 20-ish, and has a girlfriend who goes to City College aka, not what you would think of as a slasher.)
T: Where were you guys!?
R: They were making out!
T: >_> No, they were just in the hallway there.
R *gleefully*: Look, he has make out hair! Make out hair!

From certain angles, our waiter at the pizza place tonight looked just like a young William Beckett - like when he had chin legnth hair. It was very distracting.

On the walk back home, I was talking to my nine year old cousin Katie about what music she liked, as she had started singing that Rihanna Umbrella song. Turns out she likes Rihanna, Fergie, Gwen Stefani and...

Katie: There's this one song on the radio a lot. I don't know the name. It goes...Badada dadadada...Take a look at my girlfriend...
Me: She's the only one I've got...
Both: Not much of a girlfriend, she never seems to get a lot.

So I share some of my musical taste with a nine year old. Or, a nine year old shares some of my musical taste. I don't think I'll ever get used to that, and I don't know how I feel about it... ^^;


Also, I decided today that Patrick should just sing everything ever. Seriously.

Last week was busy but very fun. On Tues was the Plain White T's show - first row again, and although we were alittle to far to the side to make direct eye contact with Tom (who was so adorable) the guitarist was playing right in front of us. They are so much fun.

On Wed I went into the city to meet Dad and Cathie. We went to a great little French restaurant in an alley, and then to among other places, an amazing fabric shop, a great chocolate shop, and an antique store with the most beautiful 19th century rings. I really love the city when I get a chance to explore it like that. For dinner we met Joely at the restaurant below her work, which turned out to be really good.

On Thursday I had dinner with Hank after work, which was also a lot of fun, we mostly talked about the Plan re:Vancouver, and he was very excited and enthusiastic about it.

Friday we went to dinner with Dad, Cathie and Dad's friend Andy. We were supposed to go to this secret Japanese restaurant, but there was a huge wait (too bad, the sushi looked out of this world, just a slice of the freshest fish imaginable on top of rice), so we at at an Salvadorean restaurant, which was also quite good.

Saturday we had pancakes and fruit salad with the 'rents at the apartment, and showed them around Berkeley. Dad had us walking for blocks and blocks to get to the original Peet's. When we finally got there, it turned out it had no seats, so he was the only one who got coffee, but we did find...a cupcakery! Which was amazing.
Also, it spawned this gem:
Cathie and I: Uh...you said the Peet's was across from Chez Panisse.
Dad: No. I didn't say it was directly across from it.
Cathie and I: That's what across means.
Dad: Well, I didn't mean literally 'across'.
Cathie and I: ....

Also, I have been in almost daily correspondence with Anna-san, re: this year's DS congress in Vancouver, a fact which makes me very, very happy. I like being someone that Anna-san depends on, if only for my translation skills.

Unfortunately, my MEST CD didn't come yesterday, even though I pre-ordered it because they said I'd get it on the street date, but....I did just wake up from a very vivid dream of being at a MEST concert. For some reason, the concert was on the other side of a fence, and Tony had dyed the tips of his hair pink. His little dog was running around, so I had been looking at the dog, and he saw that, and pulled me against the fence, and sang to me, with much eyesex. Good dream. Haha.
I also had a dream that involved meeting up with Anna-san somewhere, but I don't really remember much of it.