if my life were perfect

guilty pleasure always-sing-a-long-in-the-car song

baby please don't go (go go go go)

i have over 1,000 posts on this blog.

yikes. i have no life.

philz coffee. needed the afternoon pick-me-up!

most delicious thing ever

my daily breakfast. makes the early mornings sooo much easier :)

i also love tuna snack packs. 

its that time of year again!!!!!!

successful weekend recap:

• early mornin' bike ride
• barnes & noble + some love letter writing
• blue valentine - perfectly depressing (perfect movie to watch by your lonesome for $5 matinee as well) 
• trader joe's! 
• homemade spaghetti & meatballs
• mcdonald's chicken nuggets & fries at the mall, trashy trashy 
• true grit! so precocious. so plucky 
• frilly night shorts from f21 
• MAI CHIIIII
• brunch w/mom to repair some recent tensions
• brothers bloom on piano 

and of course, plenty of rest to tide me over for the next (surely exhausting) week. so this is how life goes now that i'm a working gal. 

WHY AM I ALWAYS TEMPTED TO BUY ASTRONAUT ICE CREAM IN BULK ON THE INTERNET?

mishu girls!

why does ice skating always seem more fun when you're not actually doing it? i look HAPPY in this photo, though i distinctly remember being beyond miserable. how deceptive!

lazy sundays at home

im so sleeepppy. more cookies, plz.

i want to watch this again.

finding sheet music & busting out my terrrrible piano skillz RIGHT NOW

my cooking at home alone & dance party ways

spaghetti & cookies & choco soy milk & "YOU, YOU MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUEEEEE"

pride & prejudice love

i want this mug.

watching brothers bloom & making homemade thin mints

:)


the finer things in life.

peace out, it's fridayyyyy

oh zooey, sometimes you are simply too twee to handle.

She & Him - Don't Look Back from Merge Records on Vimeo.

3 dolla skirt from old navy

cause i'm frugal, but i can't resist a skirt in plaid with pockets.

post-work stress grubbing.

i look like a mess. BUT I KNOW YOU'RE ALL JEALOUS ANYWAY. CAUSE I HAVE 6 COOKIES LEFT. 

poem of the day:

Trying to get back into writing, le sigh. Tis hard! I'm a little disjointed still, but we shall seeeee. Also, we shall see how this 1 poem a day project works out.

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Space

The tips of your fingers turn white,

especially when you are hungry,

especially when you’ve been shy.

The way we’ve lived – three walls (where

the third one went, we can only say we like

the space, mere predilection),

the brightness emanating from lack

rather than paint, thick like cream on our hands.

I am thinking, you make me feel hollow.

I am thinking, this is not a bad thing,

the fluttering chest cavity, the teeth rolling

like perfect marbles in my mouth.

When we have cleaned ourselves, rustling

like birds, we come together, unperfumed

lines and damp planes, light with our

blank possibility, the endless nature of it.

I have turned into one of those people who eats yogurt and hummus every day, keeps running shoes & gatorade in the trunk of her car, drinks diet soda and goes out to happy hour with her coworkers "because we deserve it!"

good lord.

it's just one of those weeks

sat. morning = wake up early, bike ride, maybe go catch a matinee of "blue valentine" by myself because sometimes there's nothing quite like getting some alone time to come up for air.

my nailpolish is hella hardcore, guyz!

i know my pink puppy nightgown kind of counteracts any hardcore-ness i may possess, but still.

hello black nails. i haven't seen you since high school. 

:)

favorite disney movie ever.

favorite part in a disney movie ever.

NEED IT ON DVD.

the inspiration for lady gaga's new fragrance is BLOOD AND SEMEN

I have nothing more to say, ladies and gentlemen.

if one were to have a great gatsby themed wedding:

Adam & Eve from dolly on Vimeo.

that dress! and veil! mine, plz. 

one of those post-college things no one tells you you'll have to adjust to:

ironing your work clothes.

HOW I MISS THEE, MINISKIRT & WRINKLED T-SHIRT DAYS OF YORE. 

in other news, beneath my seemingly staid outfit is a pair of glitter tights. YEAH. my legs are sparkly. take that, corporate sensibilities. 

thnx for yelling at me when i get home from being at work for 12 hours, mom

exactly what i needed to end my most excellent day.
UGH.

you are so insane. all this shit about, "you need to make time for your parents, stop being so american, why can't you make time for me" when all i did was go into my room and want to be alone when i literally get home at 9 p.m. after working since 6:30 a.m.?!

all i said was, "i had a long day at work and sometimes i just want to be alone after a long day like that."

WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM.

we will never see eye to eye on this.

good morning, workday

i don't want to come in today! 

it shall be neverending work today. at least i slept last night. and i have yummy cookies to bring with me. and yogurt! greek yogurt = <3.

le sigh. 

recap of yesterday

so yesterday was a really hard day because i was horribly deprived of sleep (running on a lovely 4 hours) and i had a million projects dumped on me at once. that's how mondays always are, but i was having a particularly difficult time with it b/c i was too listless and sleepy to roll up my sleeves and really attack a good portion of the workload.

so i went to work, suffered, forgot to send out some of my projects, etc. etc.

then i went to a tweet-up which was... interesting. as far as networking events go, i feel like if you're gonna have a tweet-up, you shouldn't have it in a dimly lit, crowded restaurant with bumpin' music. and no one had name tags! twas impossible to chat with people. my colleague and i spent the short amount of time that we were there (at blowfish sushi in santana row), stuffing our faces and avoiding this creepy middle-aged man in a cowboy hat who asked her what school she went to and then proceeded to grin and say, "oh yeah? the santa clara women's soccer team always gets me all hot and bothered." INAPPROPRIATE.

then i went to whole foods and splurged on the cookies below. they were sorta pricey but SO WORTH IT. and then my brother found them and ate like half of them. oh well. i also bought some greek yogurt with honey, yum. and seasoned flatbread.

anyways, i need to really buckle down at work today. i think i'll do: work (until 6 at least), go to zee gym, work out work out work out, stop by target on the way home (i forgot to last night!), do my weekly target trip, go home, shower, eat, SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

sounds like quite the day. oy.

tonight i'm going to a tweet-up and then i'm stopping by target to pick up supplies for valentines day cards

and then i'll go home and keep working until i fall asleep exhausted (wheee) and then wake up and repeat. FUN.


i'm not trying to complain or anything, i'm just sleep-deprived and a little delirious. and quite aware that if i were not so sleep deprived, i would have perhaps finished more of my tasks today instead of sitting around listlessly. SOMUCHTOFINISH. maybe i'll feel more up to it after the tweet up. socialization and business networking and whatnot.

dear apt. 25, i miss you so much

that is all.

<3,

teresa

rambleramble

I'm at work today and I simply can't concentrate. This is 90% because I'm overwhelmed by my daily to-do list, and 10% because I am SLEEEPY, seeing as we didn't get back to San Jose until after 1 a.m. this morning, yikes! And then to wake up at 6:30 to do my daily news tracker for work, ugh. That was rough.

Anyways, I am determined that I need to start considering how I want to live my life, now that I am sortof adjusting to work, sortof adjusting to being back in San Jose and all of that. I need to make things that make me happy a bigger priority, like writing, reading, exercising, seeing friends, seeing Kyle, etc. Otherwise, all this work + being a good Vietnamese daughter is going to drive me insane.

One of the major steps is to move out, of course. I can't wait to do that! It's so daunting, but I am definitely pretty financially stable, what with my job and all, so I know that I don't really have expenses as an excuse. And I'll be so much happier! I miss being comfortable at home. I feel like I'm always hiding out in my room, getting irritated when my mom comes in and tries to lecture me about this and that. I'd rather be able to come and go as I please. I feel like it's been so long since I've had time to myself at home without being anxious and feeling out of place, and that sucks.

That leads me to my second thought! I need to get out of the house more. If I'm not comfortable at home, then I need to find a place where I can be. I think this is one of the reasons I have had the worst writer's block lately -- I just feel weird and out of place when I'm at home. I also feel kind of stunted, like I'm living in some repeat of my high school days. Which certainly doesn't help get the inspiration goin'. I'm going to stake out a coffee shop somewhere, probably, and set up residence a couple of nights a week. It's certainly better than me staying at home, being bored & miserable and watching "The Bachelor" (nooooo Hulu, whyyyyy do you have these things?!).

Anyways, I'm just rambling and eating candy and avoiding work. Don't mind me.

The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.

MUST GO.

WHO'S WITH ME.

extremely far in advance, but i figure we're all so busy nowadays i might as well:

I am hosting a dinner party on Sunday, Feb. 20th! It's the day before President's Day, so I figure most people will be free. Please inquire within for more details :P.

DRAMARAMA

100 mobsters arrested in NYC!!!!!

"Name: RICHARD FUSCO, 74. Known as 'The Claw'
Title: Consigliore of Colombo Family
Charge: Racketeering and racketeering conspiracy
He is alleged to have held one of the senior positions in the family and ruthlessly carried out the orders of Russo. He is a former friend of singer Frank Sinatra."

All the descriptions are excellent.

bummed i have no more film left for my camera

i was going to bring it to sf to have MORE ROMANTIC PHOTOS FOR THE AGES. i guess that's what photobooths are for. determined to find one so i can have a sickly sweet photo strip of me and le garcon on my cork board at work. :)

ilu, daily puppy

aaah, WANT!

harry shum jr. actually responds to tweets

what! 

speaking of blue valentine:

pretty sure this is my next haircut (after i grow out + donate my locks)

want to watch -> it looks sad & exhausting (but in a good way)

You always hurt the one you love

The one you shouldn't hurt at all

You always take the sweetest rose

And crush it till the petals fall

You always break the kindest heart

With a hasty word you can't recall

So If I broke your heart last night

It's because I love you most of all

symphony in sf with le garcon this weekend!!!!

toooooo excited! now to figure out how to get back to sj on a sunday night via public transportation. DAUNTING. but it shall be a very romantic adventure in avoiding scary bums/other public transport creepers, i am sure. :)

mees you, jdelacruz

it's time for you to work in sj again so we can get lunch like we used to! 

(we were at falafel drive-in -> go) 

also, i think that was my favorite haircut of all time.

client office badge!

i'm a "contractor." neat. 

should i get this, yes or no?!!!!

i'm so torn! on one hand, i never have a chance to wear any of my "special occasion" dresses (because after, all, there are only so many special occasions). but on the other hand, this just seems so pretty & timeless & easy to wear, and i feel like on sale (for $21), it's hard to resist ordering it RIGHT NOW. thoughts?

successful driving

but a 1+ hour commute in bumper to bumper traffic? thank god i don't do this every day! soooo tired.

an article from '07 (i was freelancing) that never made it to print

Thought I might as well share it here. Cheesy, I know, but what can I say?

Title: Manning it Up: Asian males in mass media

Wong Fu Productions has turned into a cult phenomenon among the younger set of Asian Americans. Ask most students who were raised in the age of YouTube and instant messaging, and they probably recognize the Asian guys from UCSD who posted their own short videos online. Most of it is silly, light entertainment characterized by choreographed music videos or goofy jokes.

But even some of the jokes belie a more serious issue. One video, entitled “Yellow Fever,” takes a comedic view on the issue of how Asian guys just can’t get the girls. The Asian girls in the film prefer to date Caucasian males, and the Asian guys are left bewildered, playing their video games while they watch their friends steal all the attention. Though the film is meant to be a parody, it does raise some valid questions. Why are Asian American men generally viewed as less desirable? What kinds of attitudes in American society perpetuate this idea?

One place to look is the media. Appearances Asian American men on television and in movies are surprisingly deficient. When Asian American males are cast, their roles often lack complexity.  

So why does the media industry perpetuate these negative images of Asian American males? Why isn’t there more of an attempt to portray Asian males in a way that challenges stereotypes? Wayne Maeda, an Asian American Studies professor at UC Davis, points to the media industry’s focus on making a profit, which can often override the best of intentions. “The original script called for Jet Li to kiss Aaliyah in Romeo Must Die,” he said, referencing the box office action flick released in 2000. “They did several focus groups around this scene and the response was very negative. Hence, in the final cut, Jet Li doesn’t even kiss her.”

When asked about how the media portrays Asian males, Tomoaki Hirai, an undergraduate student at UC Davis quoted examples from popular films, saying, “There's James Bond getting the girl, all while being the suave secret agent. Even to a lesser extent, Chris Tucker going after girls while Jackie goes chasing the bad guys. The fact is, Asian males in the media are very underrepresented, and those that are [in the media] are often misrepresented.”

Not only are these media representations negative, but they can also affect the way that Asian Americans are viewed by the public at large. Images of Asian males as nerdy or shy can trickle down into the everyday lives of Asian American males. These views can be adopted by both outside observers and Asian Americans.

According to Maeda, media portrayals of Asian American males have an effect on the way they view themselves. “Asian American males generally are still portrayed as one-dimensional characters,” he said, listing off the different stereotypes. “[They are portrayed as] either a gangster, techno nerd, or as a laughable character. I think all media, especially movies and television, act as a mirror of reality and therefore, many people will view us through these lenses and we ourselves begin to be affected by these mirrors.”

Certainly, these mirrors are dangerous; they create a kind of self-fulfilling prophecy for Asian American males who are raised on these media images. Even outside the confines of glossy magazines or darkened movie theaters, these attitudes will continue to affect the way that Asian American males are viewed and treated.

Hirai explained that the general public has a certain idea of how Asian American males are supposed to act and look. “Well, everyone thinks we know kung fu or something. We’re great at math apparently, and we play video games all day long with our tech-savvy PSP’s,” he said, quoting a few of his favorite stereotypes. “Ask someone what an Asian looks like, and chances are, one of the above would be mentioned.”

So how can we remedy this situation? According to Maeda, one way is to find more people in the media industry who are willing to portray Asian Americans as real people and not just stereotypes.

“We need more producers, writers and filmmakers who are willing to challenge the industry,” he said, adding another condition. “At the same time, we have to support their films.”

So there you have it – the next time you see someone willing to break out of the mold and portray Asian Americans as more than just flat characters, stop and think about what that really means. Show your support.

Besides, who’s to say that Asians aren’t man enough for the big screen? We’ll show them yet.  

my afternoon salvation

 

it's been THAT kind of workday.

i shall rent this soon

 

and be duly disturbed. though, naturally, the book itself is a bit hard to read. humbert is such a monster! and yet we see everything from his point of view. it makes one uncomfortable, being entreated and persuaded by such a sicko of a character.  

working on-site with one of our clients today.

exciting times.

"Through the darkness and the tender trees we could see the arabesques of lighted windows which, touched up by the colored inks of sensitive memory, appear to me now like playing cards-presumably because a bridge game was keeping the enemy busy. She trembled and twitched as I kissed the corner of her parted lips and the hot lobe of her ear. A cluster of stars palely glowed above us, between the silhouettes of long thin leaves; that vibrant sky seemed as naked as she was under her light frock. I saw her face in the sky, strangely distinct as if it emitted a faint radiance of its own. Her legs, her lovely live legs, were not too close together, and when my hand located what it sought, a dreamy and eerie expression, half pleasure, half-pain, came over those childish features."

-Lolita

"arabesques of lighted windows"!!! "a cluster of stars palely glowed above us"!!!!! 

Nabokov, you literary genius. SIGH. 

when you should not take fashion advice from literature

when you're reading "lolita." oh nabokov. 

making this soon

YUM!

 

The 12-year-old in me wants this to be my engagement ring. 

CUTE BEBE

LOOK AT THOSE PAWS.HE'S GONNA BE SO BIGGGG

this is how people grow old

what's up, life? work work work, sleep occasionally, gym even less occasionally, see a friend here and there, see the boy every once in a while, wonder where all the time went.


at least i'm (kind of) trying to keep up my reading, sigh. and my scramblez skills on my ipod, lol. word games = always a pleasant distraction.

why is there so little time?

"If you new what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next - if you knew in advance the consequence of your own actions- you'd be doomed. You'd be as ruined as God. You'd be a stone. You'd never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You'd never love anyone, ever again. You'd never dare to."
-The Blind Assassin

Finished! Next on my to-reread list --> LOLITA.

So exciting.

This lovely duo married each other for the sake of "art."

Yup. Oookay guys.

"The shimmering is his absence, but it appears to her as light. It's the simple daily light by which everything around her is illuminated. Every morning and night, every glove and shoe, every chair and plate."
-The Blind Assassin

335 pages into my reread of "The Blind Assassin"

I need to get up early for work tomorrow but I can't stop reading.

I feel like I just remembered why my high school self loved Margaret Atwood so dearly. That woman is a genius with words.

So good with heartbreak and melancholy and atmosphere and perfect depictions of girlhood. GIRLHOOD. I am a sucker for books that can adequately describe the pangs of girlhood. Seriouslyy.

summer come soon

this is my current "you need to go to the gym" motivator dress

happy birthday, darling!

my boy is 22 today. 

finally got one of those alyson fox lockets

late christmas gift from kyle :) 

so pretty! 

!!!!!!!!

• train ride to see the bf in a few hours!!!!
• all tasks for the week (almost) completed  - i've got a few loose ends to tie up still 
• season 2 of lxd on hulu!!!!
• payday!!!!
• SODA (i gave in, but i've lasted about a week and a half) 
• DONUT
• SANDWICH 
• NEW BOOTS + SWEATER + PANTS ON MAH BODY
• train reading - nicole krauss +  margaret atwood + wired magazine

life iz good.  :)

my breakfast.

new favorite thing: hot dogs

'cause i have a sweet spot for taylor swift

also, i want her house in this video.

UGHMOM

you drive me insane.

get out of my life with your crazy over-involved "parenting." i'm an adult now. you don't need to give me lectures about how good vietnamese girls listen to their parents for all their livez and don't go visit boys. you're the craziest.

also, when i calmly say things like, "i'm an adult now. i know what i'm doing so i can make my own decisions," guilt tripping me by saying that you are soooooo despondent/depressed/unhappy/disappointed that you had kids in america with these crazy "liberal" values and ideals probably isn't the way to go.

fuck.

unnaturally sad that keira knightley and her beau of 5 years (that dude from pride & prejudice who kinda looked like orlando bloom) have split up

no, keira! you two always looked so cute and smitten with each other. but on a totally separate note, may i please have your hair + wardrobe?

work haiku of the day

Feigning relevance

Front desk wallflower, phones ring

Ignore and read blogs 

In case you can't tell, I'm on front desk duty this week. So secretarial! 

my to-do list for the day:

crazy crazy times. i'm going to feel so accomplished when it's entirely crossed off!

things work has taught me:

• unpredictable central air means you should always keep a blanket at your desk (preferably a leopard print fleece one) 
• one can subsist almost entirely off of peanut butter, pretzels and diet soda (disturbing, i know)
• payday is always the best day
• a rotating collection of boring dresses + boring tights + boring shoes will get me through the rest of my life
• etc. etc. and then some actual business skillz and whatnot

this reminds me of the nuns having fun calendar

it's not irreverent if it's real. 

"mad girl's love poem" - sylvia plath

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

elliot's shoes - the lxd

harry shum jr. from glee

WATCH IT WATCH IT!

cozy sweater nights are the best

netflix movies with the brother, fresh blueberries, soup and cookies, $5 sweaters from the men's section of target... :)

to-do:

• think of desk decorations b/c this is where i now spend roughly 60-70% of my waking hours, so i might as well feel at home, right guyz?
• buy bday card for le garcon. think of something cheesy to write. 
• eat lots of food. cry from stress. repeat. 
• SLEEEP.
• go back to work. die. 

this week = rough times. i think it's mostly because i'm sick and partially because my work load is kinda out of control. nonetheless, i'm happy as can be (given the circumstances), and, with a few extra hours (tomorrow evening, perhaps) allocated to catching up on work, everything shall be patched up in no time! now back to work/death. love ya guyz.

ps- i was also going to go to the gym tonight (to relieve that stress! and get buff. obviously), but alas, i'm so tired/sick. i feel like i balk when people so much as sneeze/drip sweat onto machines at the gym, so me having a terrifying coughing fit whilst looking like the dead probably won't go over well. oh well! i'll resume next week, i promise. in the meantime, i'll eat healthy, avoid soda and sleep 8-9 hours per night. very healthy.

IF THIS IS NOT A JOKE, THEN THE WORLD IS ENDING

 

and if it is a joke, then it's a hilarious one! now excuse me as i go fervently continue my re-read of "Crime and Punishment" and eat my lunchtime soup. i am so tired! i am always so tired at work, but you just have to keep going at it, you know? i imagine i'll be here for another... 5-6 hours today, so i might as well get comfy. 

in other news, my life is boring now that i'm an "adult" and i don't think i could ever deal with the google laptop's lack of a capslock button because I LOVE TO SHOUT ON THE INTERNETZ. 

also, i miss you guys. all of you.

SOMUCHLOVE

apparently i don't qualify for low-income housing

Bummer!

Confession: I looooove the NY Times wedding announcements.

This one is especially good, in a nerdy-couple-meets-through-shared-obsession-with-Jeopardy way. :) So sweet.

 

The Barbie® brand, in partnership with Hudsun Media, announces “Genuine Ken®: The Search for the Great American Boyfriend,” a digital competition reality series hosted by Whitney Port.  In eight, 22-minute episodes, eight guys ages 21-30 will compete for the title of “The Great American Boyfriend” – a Genuine Ken®.   The series will premiere on Hulu beginning January 18, 2011, and will be featured on the homepage’s main carousel.


OMG WHYYYYYYYY

so i guess that gives me an excuse not to go to the gym tonight

instead: Harry Potter, tea in bed, sleeping at 7 or 8, nighttime sudafed, my snuggie

I'm dying.

Excuse the melodrama.

But no really, my throat feels like it's on fire and my head is a big fuzzy cotton ball behind the eyes. WEIRD. Now off to work, my friends!!!

A Word from Ira Glass:

"Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know it’s normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take a while. It’s normal to take a while. You’ve just gotta fight your way through."




<3


This makes me feel infinitely better/more determined to get back into creative writing & thinking. Thanks, Ira! You're a pal. I'm going to certainly start setting deadlines for myself once more. It's all about the discipline. 

legion of extraordinary dancers

basically x-men + heroes + step-up. harry shum jr. from glee is in it! and he's greattt! also great, the robot hospital scene, the nerdy black guys, the TAP DANCING.

i have a secret love for dance movies, so this hits the sweet spot.

jim carrey as the black swan

LULZ

Millionaire Matchmaker

Hooking crazy rich assholes up with vapid gold diggers. LOVEZ IT.

This week's millionaire is the biggest creeper in the entire world. It's excellent. His date described him as having "serial killer eyes." IT'S VERY ACCURATE.

i wish we had snow days in california

so i could stay indoors all day in my jammies and sip hot cocoa and watch bad television and read all the books i wanted.

wishful thinking, le sigh.

attempt at writing #2 for zee weekend

Nostalgia sometimes washes over her like a wave of nausea. Lying in her chair, she remembers a slick rainy night, a young man who insisted on driving across the city to take her to the grocery store even though she kept laughing at his ridiculous chivalry over the phone. "It's just across the street!" she said, twirling the cord between her fingers. "Honestly, Rick." 

Mostly, she remembers his smile, the way it was all-encompassing, how it was the only thing she could see underneath that umbrella when he came to her door. They had just started seeing each other. It was a work thing -- well, sort of. They had met in the elevator of the same building, ha ha, how cinematically cliched. 

It's been a while since she's thought of him. Tessa shifts in her chair, a hand to her forehead. Maybe it's the rain. She always thinks of him when it's raining -- their whole, short-lived courtship happened during the rainy season four years ago. Was it a mere two months that they had together? Two months of shelling shrimp and making dinners together, two months of listening to mix tapes that they made for each other, two months of surreptitious kisses before work. Two months before he boarded a plane across the country to take another job. 

Why then, out of all the men she's been with before and since then, is he the one whose image remains so firmly imprinted on her memory? 

glee withdrawal news/tidbits

1. this one's too sweet. i love love love dianna agron. from her tumblr (oh shut up, i know) it seems like she's quite witty and has excellent taste in literature as well. could you be any more perfect?!!!

2. plz let tina and artie from glee be a real couple. i love them both so much! plz plz plz let the rumors be true. i need glee in the tabloids/celebrity news more often. more glee couples! now!

3. finally, mai-chi just told me that glee was on tour. live. last year. whaaaa?! i would have travelled to socal to see youuuuu glee cast! :(

I miss you cheese. And college. You too.

liked it more for the fashion/style than for the characters

Jenny's pretentious habit of inserting French into real life convos was tres ennuyeux, non? 

Also, here's a tip for all you girls. If your man cons old ladies/steals art from people's homes, maybe you shouldn't be so surprised when he turns out to be already married? Right?