So This Is What Hell Feels Like?

I am going to try my hardest to get into heaven, because if hell is as hot as my bedroom, I don't ever want to go to it.

Yes. Yes it is.

Worst Tropical Genetic Person Ever

Yep. That's me. I absolutely hate the sweltering hot heat, and the sticky sweaty body I incur as a result of it. This was me pretty much most of the day (the only thing missing from the pic are my tears, as I cry and whine at how hot it is):

Moments before I went topless in the office

And I'm going to India in Novemeber?!? Good luck with that!

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Got new glasses. I guess I'm going for that "Artsy Chinese Student" look. Or, according to Sharon, the "Dr. Sy" look.

I only wear the glasses when I'm naked

Hey Zeitgeber, please carefully observe the way it looks and try in your darndest not to get the same frames. Unless you want to continue on with the whole "those two are gay" thing or something.

Stages Of Darkness

Is what my skin went through today at the Water Festival. Since I am sick and didn't really want to talk to the kids, I volunteered myself to be groundscrew, which involved picking up garbage with a reacher. It was okay, but my skin went from this to this in a matter of hours:

Apparently I not only changed nationalities, I also changed genders

I am telling myself that I am not going to do the Water Festival next year again. Hopefully I read this post this time next year so I don't forget the feeling. You know, the feeling of...heat stroke.

My Mom Is Funny Too

Not only my Dad. To quipe, and just from today:

-Upon describing Emgee's girlfriend: "she's sexy. She has a nice clevage"

-Upon getting a gift from Marie's Mom: "Wow! Very nice!" She then tells my brother it's a photo album. When she gets home, she asks me, "What is it?" I tell her it's a jewellery box. "Ohhhh"

Eggstacy

Finally met Kiran's husband Himesh, and together with Sharon we went for brunch in Yorkville at a place called "Eggstacy." I had corned beef hash; and then I realized I always have it at home. It was good, but perhaps when I go out to eat I should actually eat something that I don't have at home.

I love the generous vegetable content in this dish

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Then we spent about 2 hours and 45 minutes waxing Sharon's car. Shiney! It was frikin' hot though and I don't think I stopped sweating. Okay, that's it, I think I've had enough of summer already.

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And now, my family is going to meet Marie's family for dinner. Or as my parents always refers these kind of meetings, "Meet The Fockers." I just hope my Dad doesn't start talking about sex or anything...

Never Again

Will I work the Children's Water Festival. Of course I say that now, but inevitably next year when I need overtime I will work it. I think it was because I was sick and I might have been getting heat stroke or something that I was grumpy. Oh, and something like this happened:

Seconds later, dozens of people dance synchronized...

I was "boosting" my student putting on a canopy, when I thought I heard her say, "okay." So I dropped her. Then she started screaming as she fell. So I tried to save her. But ended up grabbing. Her boobs. Oops!

I love my fiance.

2006 Remington 10km Run

Some various pics. Notice the shirt I'm wearing...nope, I'm not bleeding (although I felt like it). I can be in a gatorade ad I think: "Gatorade, is it on you?"

You go pasty white legs

I could've beaten Ian, but you know, I gave it to him

Around the time I got my 5th heart attack

I'm a weiner

I can't even do a finishline pose properly. Dammit.

A Gamble

That's how I feel everytime I eat Indian food, especially rice that is warm as opposed to hot. It was a very good restaurant I went to with Arvin, called "The Kebob" in Malton, but will I pay for it? Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I swear my stomach feels iffy. Let's just hope this doesn't happen to me in the next couple of days:

I picture myself naked when I barf. Oh and without appendages

And A Few More

Just to tide over my wanting to post pics:

Suffe-ring...a heh a whoooo

I like mauling my girl

Hubzygrrrrrrl

My idea of a perfect date

The humble begins of the U.N. Family

Oh I'll Picture You

Don't test me

Solitary confinement for shanking someone

You know what they say about guys and the size of their cars...

Happy 30th Mummy and Duddy!

I was so flushed after this picture

Because I have nothing better to spend my money on

Because Everyone Loves Pictures...

And since I found out I can post pics again, some random pictures from my California trip of Dec./05:

No Vampires bothered me after this

If I were a sea lion, I'm pretty sure I'd look like this

About as much excitement I could muster up...

Let's see Andy and Red do this

The Return Of Pictures?!?

Yes, I go to a nudist colony to get my haircuts

No way!!! Props and daps to Argay for not only informing me I can add pictures now, but also for giving me this awesome haircut. Looks like I'll be making my blog more interesting again to you, my two-three readers. Yee-uh!

I'm Old

Had a conversation with kambal Melanie today. I feel like I'm getting old. Almost 20 years after first meeting her, we're talking about weddings and houses and whatnot. wtf?

But alas, there is always this thought to anchor me down when I have feelings of oldness: I still live with Mommy and Daddy and they still cook for me. I don't know if that's comforting or sad. Maybe a combination of both.

Mabey Um Kahrazay...Proddileeeee

Aside from being a decent song from the next one-hit wonder that is Gnarles Barkley, it's how I describe my inspection style at work. I'll go through stages where I'll do like 7 inspections (like today), then do nothing the next time. Ah well, the enigman that is...Jason.

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I have to clean my car.

Canada, Communist Country

Aside from the stunning use of alliteration, that is the description used by one of my operators I gave a yellow to today. Apparently he thinks his restaurant is a world-class establishment. I don't. Now he says he is going to complain to the Chairman of Peel Region, Emil Kolb. Wow...instead, maybe he should, I don't know, clean up his restaurant instead. Argh. Sometimes I love my job, but sometimes it's really frustrating.

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I think someone likes me, and it's not my fiance.

The Pinch-Me Code

Pinch me because it's confusing as heck. Well, at least for me. I've been told it's because "you have to read the book." Perhaps, but the movie makes me not want to read it anymore.

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I'm fat. I gotta do something about that.

Sometimes I Love My Job

Especially working for double overtime, but working entails watching DVD while two calls only come in. It's a little weird/creepy though being pretty much the only person in the building. Doesn't help that I'm watching CSI and I think someone is going to kill me in here. Now I'm watching Total Recall...and am finally starting to get it...sorta. It was always one of those movies I never truly got.

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Mixing salad with chili creates a great result. I think I should try it more often.

Come On, Eat My Bum

Oh that Madagascar, that was a funny movie.

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I spent two hours cleaning my bathroom today, bleaching pretty much everything. It would be much more satisfying if only I used the bathroom, and if only I used the bathroom, it didn't get dirty.

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Who the heck works on a Sunday of a Long Weekend? Well, apparently those that want to make double overtime. Thank goodness I bought that portable DVD player. Aside from CSI, what am I going to watch?

Hot Stud?

In my imaginary (?) world, I'm a hot stud. I'm trying to convince Sharon that she should be jealous. I don't think it's working. But really though, I'm flattered.

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I really want to go to Chicago to pick up my car parts...

Never Again Tabico Jr.

Will I listen to you about Mary Brown's. Let's just say it was a gluttonfest and I'm not eating for the rest of the day.
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New eyeglasses on the way; a mix of old school/new school. Perhaps. Whatever the case, I'll have to wait about two weeks for them. Blah.

Mahhhhhhhsahhhhhhhehhhhhhhhh

Needed that good back massage. Thank God for benefits from work!
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Hooking up my portable DVD player to my system in my car, I realized something:
Looks Like I Made It!

Dialated Pupils

It's a trip. My eyes are buggin' right now. No prescription change, but a glasses frame change looks to be coming. Bridge frame, bring back the old school? Let's see.
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So this skit thing for Staff Day I volunteered for...yeah...hopefully it's not a big mistake. The lady "running the creative side of things" is a nutjob and perhaps only an above-average horrible amature actress at best. Who says I'm a hater?

That Stress Off My Mind

The presentation didn't go that badly. I got good feedback, and the crowd was receptive.
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Before I did my presentation, I went for lunch. As I was entering the building, I heard some chirping, and this feeling someone was following me. Turns out that someone was a duckling. I was going to run late and there were other people around, so I thought the duckling would leave me and follow them. Apparently, though, I seemed to be it's Mommy. Maybe because I petted it? I dunno, but I was sad to leave the duckling. I had to.

Then when I left the building a couple of hours later, I went to look for it. Couldn't find it. But I did see a duck with a bunch of ducklings following it. I hope that duckling that was following me was with that pack.

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Met my student I'm mentoring (tormentoring?) for the summer. She seems nice, hopefully it won't be like that debacle from last year.

Update:

So I got the results back from the race:

-2005 official time: 53:34.7

-2006 official time: 53:47.2

-2005 chip time: 52:12.1

-2006 chip time: 53:13.6

Still pretty good considering I didn't really train this year. Lessons learned?

1. Train

2. Don't waste time trying to wash off gatorade that spilled on your shirt while you ran

3. Don't stop and drink water

4. Don't "carbo-load" too much before a race

5. Lose weight

6. A-heh-a-heh-a-hem....nevermind

7. Don't break your arm while trying to train

8. Don't slow down near the end thinking about how you are going to pose at the finish line

Looks like the feeling I have right now is that I'll do it next year again. Hopefully that feeling won't go away, because maybe, just maybe, I may try to beat that 50 minute mark. Arvin is already at the 49 minute mark which is just insane to me. Oh yeah, and Ian and Patrick also beat me, but I'd like to think I just let them.

Nice Meeting You...Restaurant

Pretty catchy name for the dimsum restaurant we went to for Mother's Day. My Dad is funny...when the bill came, I gave him $40. He put it in his wallet. Then he proceeded to take out the money from his wallet and pay the bill. You know, as if he paid for it, and my Mom fell for it. Not wanting him to steal my thunder, I told my Mom, "this was my Mother's Day gift to you, I gave $40." So I pretty much busted my Dad. (Oh yeah, the bill came out to like $35.78. I told my Dad just to put in the $40. He thought it was too much tip. Classic)

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I am pretty sore. Ugly sore, in fact.

Unbefrikinleevabull!

How is it that this year, when I hardly train at all, end up with almost the same time as last year? Crazy!

Also crazy was that I had one of those psychic feelings that I would be seeing my old religion teacher Bob Ryan again. So today, I was running beside this guy from I think kilometre 3 to the end. We encouraged ourself at the end (saying things like, "there's the end, let's go!"), and when we saw each other at the finish line, I said, "hey! Mr. Ryan! I was in your religion class in high school!" Who knows, but I kept pace with him almost the entire race. Oh, and I ended up chickening out on posing at the end, but I did stop on the mat and smiled. Hopefully the pictures this year won't be as bad as my pregnant wet t-shirt looking poses from last year.

So does this mean I'll do it again next year? Let's see in a couple of months from now...

In About Four And One Half Hours From Now...

I will be running my second Mississauga Marathon 10km Remmington Run in about as many years. I have not trained that much (hardly, if any), and I am currently loaded up with a bountyful amount of carbs (Arvin and I ate pasta at an Italian/Portugese joint). I am only confident in one thing: I will not do as well as last year. I will, however, finish this race and I will have to contemplate if I am going to do it again next year (it was supposed to be a yearly tradition).

So The 10km Run Is Tomorrow

I guess that's all I can really say about that. Good luck to me. I need all of it as much as I can.

Picked up my race pack today. It sort of started to get me pumped again about running, just like talking to one of the PHIs today about how he runs 10km almost everyday.

And then I realized what running involves. Physical exertion. Tiredness. Pain in joints.

I like to live so seesawish.

Yackety Sax

Otherwise known as the great Benny Hill song. I've been playing it over and over. Such a classic and great song. I think I will go and squeeze girls behinds now (that joke only works with people who know about Benny Hill).

Dealing With Conflict

Not that I am right now. I took yet another course today on it. I doubt I'll ever really use it because I found out today I am a collaborator, which apparently is a good thing.

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I'm hungry. I also have to run on Saturday. Now those are two of the most random statements I could think of that don't really have a relationship to each other. I dunno.

Yes, I Watch Gilmore Girls

And what an episode it was last night. I'm usually a Rory kind of guy, but boy oh boy did Lorelai's storyline certainly take a turn. Somehow I can't wait for the next season.
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Gotta take the computer in again. Hopefully all will be well.

4 Days Left?!?!?

What happened to that countdown to my marathon where it was going to get me extremely worried so I would have to train a lot? Now it's only 4 more days to it, and I still don't really have motivation. I guess the plan of: "train as minimilistically as possible and try your hardest during the run" is panning out afterall.

Such a shame because today is such a beautiful day and I should be out there running. A shame indeed.

Happy 30th Anniversary To The Best Parents Ever

Of course they are my only parents, but that's besides the point.

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Took an effective presentations course today. I have to think of a presentation to do for next week. I learned today: I am very nervous when it comes to speaking in front of large groups. That's no surprise to me. I really have to get over this mental roadblock.

It's Impossible...

Damn this Kayne song is in my head. I keep playing it over and over, good beats, catchy hook.

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Long day today, punctuated by a lot of socializing:

-woke up, found out there was a blackout. A concerned Arvin called and said, "is there a blackout?" Following my affirmative reply, he goes, "okay, I gotta go, I'll talk to you later." My best guess is that his bank heist must've been foiled due to the power outage

-picked up my Portable DVD player. Thankfully everything was included and it works great

-picked up Karen in Toronto. Got a phone call from Mellie asking us to wait for her (she kept calling the wrong number thinking it was my cell phone number. This is typically Mellie. I mean, when I dropped her back, her eyeglasses were on top of her car, as she left it on top of there for hours...lol)

-went to Hamilton and met up with Nicole and Barbara. Wally and Ronnie were the only ones missing, so I was the pimp. Mentioned to them about my pending wedding, and a lot of the conversation was dominated about wedding talk. I did not tell Nicole that I used to want to hump her

-got back, and dropped off everyone. Then promptly went to bubble tea and met up with Dr. Sy and significant other, Murse BJ and Ives. Oh yeah, Happy Birthday guys. Jeff passed by as I was leaving , and I also ran into David Chu and Evelyn Kam. Told them we were engaged. Wasn't sure if I wasn't supposed to, but I did tell Dave, "no pressure!"

-picked up Sharon and Nina and went to the decorators house. It's all set. Only thing left is the photographer and DJ

-got gas (afterall that driving, damn I needed some), and finally went home

Phew!!!

That Was Some Expensive Shrimp

But that's okay because it is Dr. Sy and Murse BJ's birfdays. We ate at Chinadoll Restaurant, where the meal came to over $50/person. But the food was pretty alright; the calamari salad with lime-miso dressing was pretty awesome and shrimp wasn't half-bad.

Everyone ended up going to Fez Boutique, but seeing as how Sharon and I are an old married couple and really weren't into the clubbing thing, we ended up going home. I'm pretty sure they are drunk by now, so I can convince them that I was indeed there.

How Are Mongolians Not Obese?

Went to Mongolian Grill with Conrad and Corinna, who is visiting for the week from Washington State. Damn good food, I may have overate a tad bit too much, but that just means I most likely won't be eating a full dinner tonight. Ah well.

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I am the overly emotional one in my relationship. While that won't be a surprise to most people, sometimes it's hard for me not to be. Sigh.

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Good News: my internet is back at home.

Somewhat Bad News: it's damn slow. Damn slow.

Zeitgeber

I don't know what that is, but I think someone does. Now that that thought has crossed my mind, I am assuming someone may be upset and will from this point on either: a)will be even more cryptic with posts; b)not post anything anymore; c)change their address all together; d)blame me for liking zeitgeber's first in grade 5; or the most unlikely e)remain doing the status quo.

I hope e) is the answer because I've known about this for a while and I ain't saying anything to anybody about anything written there. It's not like I was looking for it, per se. It just happened to stumble my way. Honest!

Blah For Some Reason

Maybe it's work? I dunno. Or maybe because I bought a Portable DVD player on eBay for cheap, but I am not sure if it comes with a battery. Oops, I hope so.

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My parents 30th anniversary on Monday, so I have to find a gift. I can't believe they have been together for 30 years; it's a little scary thought to me. It'll be crazy when Sharon and I are at that point. But first things first...I suppose we should get married first.

Slow, Slow, Slow, BOOM

That's how my day at work went. Got some vague call yesterday about some skunks having rabies which culminated in me meeting my Director telling him everything I know (which wasn't much). Then working "feverishly." Yikes, I might get used to this working hard thing. Errrr...maybe not.

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What I want is not necessarily what I need, but I still want a portable DVD player. Just how much I'm willing to spend is a whole other discussion.

It's Back!!!

Yee-uh! My home internet is back! And also my back is...broken.

Well, not really, but after clearing out the side of my house, it's definitely had a workout. I don't mind though, because it's gonna be concreted in a couple of weeks. Too bad I'm only gonna enjoy it for a year or so (I'll be moving out by next year).

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This is what one of my fiances' opinions of her: "Sharon is a very bright, conscientious person with solid competencies in terms of scientific, analytical,communication and collaborative skills with a keen desire to contributeto the success of the team."

I couldn't agree more.

Still Crossing Fingers

Blogging at work. Meh. I want home internet already.

Crossing Fingers...

Internet working for now, although not in my room. Let's hope my Dad can fix this thing.

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Went for a 10km run today. I'm still in trouble. TWO WEEKS!!!