The weekend of the 31st was MQ production, which was predictably stressful and tiring. I was lucky enough to catch a horrible cold at the same time, so I was thoroughly miserable the entire time. I must have burned through nearly 3 boxes of kleenex in 3 days, and my nose is still healing from the abuse I gave it. The paper came out well though—possibly the best this year. Gotta owe it to the awesome top tens. Go check out the new web site, too. Kevin did an awesome job meshing the database backend with the purty front end that Truex sculpted from scratch.

I had a midterm for Art History this past week; I did poorly. Soon after starting on the essay questions, I became overwhelmingly apathetic and didn’t put any effort into my responses. Whoops.

This past weekend was nice. Friday night Kimiko cooked a tasty dinner while I napped. She’s awesome, eh? We were planning on just staying home and being lame, but at the last minute we decided to head back to campus with Reid to see Reel Big Fish play in ERC. How could we possibly ignore a free concert in the newest venue on campus? While I didn’t necessarily enjoy the music, the crowd was cool and Marianne was nice enough to let us hang out in her apartment and utilize her 3rd floor view of the stage. It was pretty awesome to be perched up there and look down on people crowd surfing — sort of like box seats, I suppose.

Saturday night, Kimiko and I had dinner with her SDAFF buddies and then migrated to Dan’s 21st birthday party over in Mira Mesa. The party was great—just the right amount of people, and I knew the majority of the kids there. That sort of thing is more and more important to me these days. Dan’s party (wonderfully hosted by Christina) was the first party in ages that I’d been able to feel relaxed at and have fun because I didn’t have to worry about shady assholes trying fuck stuff up.

Then on Sunday I did jack shit. I probably spent 3 hours trying to scream my PDA into functioning correctly. That stupid little motherfucker PDA. I can’t upgrade the ROM yet, but I need to get the newer ROM so I can use the 802.11b connection to try and upload pda-captured images to Jusspress by Wednesday, when Prof. Jenik has her seminar class.

Fuck technology.

Well.

Friday night (or Saturday morning, whatever), laying on my bed, typing away on my new laptop. Woo! Kimiko is busy setting up a new modblog on my desktop system, so I’m sitting happily on my wireless connection with my notebook. Mmm, notebook. It’s nice to surf during boring lectures - I stay awake that way, and I seem to glean just as much from the prattle rising from the front.

Hmm. I try to commit certain daily activities and occurrences to memory, but I can never recall them once I sit down and try to write on this damn blog. Maybe I’ll just try for today.

I got my hair cut today after roughly four months. Saw the doctor about some long-term health problems and I’m very excited that he’s decided to refer me to a specialist in La Jolla that is covered by my insurance. Maybe I can eventually work out these digestive tract problems. After that I met up with my VIS70 group and we interviewed a graduate student in the Social Sciences department for our documentary on Asian stereotypes in the US and at UCSD. She had a lot of awesome insight and basically set all our minds at ease about the disaster that our film had been up to that point. I worked for 2 hours, then Kip picked me up and we went by the University Annex Gallery to see the art collection our VIS 1 class had amassed in the cramped space. Our cool costumes were partially obscured by other shit, so we basically stomped around and traded bitter cracks on the rest of the crap that was there. We left after only 15 minutes and came home to Mario Kart and snacks. Far better than wading around waist-deep in the worst shit that art classes have to offer. Ever seen a crappy collage made from printed-out AIM away messages? Yeah, be thankful you haven’t. After the art show I was supposed to join my documentary group to do some editing, but they finished ahead of schedule and I went out with Kimiko and Kip instead. We got food at this awesome little Italian deli thing where the waitress/frumpy woman behind the counter jokingly hassled us and threatened to not give me my food for messing up the salt shaker. It was a pretty good chicken parmesan sandwich; I was pleasantly surprised that the cheese didn’t set my stomach off. I plan on visiting the deli again sometime soon.

Next week is finals week, and although I only have one exam, on Thursday, I do have crappy busy work to attend to this weekend. Bummer. That and laundry. Curse you, gods of all that requires laundering!

Out.

Holy shit. My life is entirely too busy right now. It was a struggle to find 15 minutes in which to make a quick post, but here I am.

The past weekend was great. I’m struggling to recall the exact timeline, but Friday night was a quaint house party at Joe Simonis’ new pad (replete with half-hearted pirate theme), where I met up with Marianne, Reid, Tim and more. I slept well that night. I had to wake up early and go to work though, and let me tell you—working in a cubicle on a Saturday sucks. A lot. I didn’t dwell on it though, since Fonty and I later went to Colin’s birthday party. Since we took precautious beforehand, the party was awesome in a cliche kinda way. Lots of weird stuff happened, so we’ve got plenty of stories to tell now. It was too bad Kimiko was in LA visiting her step-brother at the time, but I survived (somehow). After she got back on Sunday, we went out to dinner and stopped by the cliffs above Black’s Beach to catch the tail end of an amazing sunset. San Diego is awesome.

This week has been insanely busy and I’ve yet to make any real progress on my work with the Mellon Foundation. Goddamnit. Additionally, this weekend is MQ production, so I’m going to be tired and grumpy and overworked straight through until Sunday. Next week will undoubtedly be completely packed as well, since I have to finish up my first film project, write nearly a dozen pages worth of essays and cinema responses, all while working in Geisel until midnight every night to try and squeak in under my Oct. 31st deadline for my QC work.

Halloween, though, should be epic. More details on that later.

I’ve got a moment to kill before I leave work, so let me tell you about my weekend.

Friday I went and saw Lost in Translation with Macie, which was cool. I downloaded the soundtrack as soon as I got home, and I recommend y’all go and see the movie before it’s pushed out of the theaters by shitty big-time features like The Fighting Temptations.

On Saturday Jasmine and Colin hosted a little Japanese Jamboree and I had a blast. The lovely Kimiko did me the honor of joining me, and I got mad cred because she’s part Japanese. The sushi and booze was so nice, in fact, that it did a splendid job of cancelling out the earlier pain of going to work on Saturday and slaving away in a cubicle when I should have been sleeping in.

Sunday was all about being lazy—I didn’t get a damn thing done, and I feel no remorse.

Later today is the MQ’s staff meeting, so I get to see a ton of cool people and make dirty jokes with them. Did I mention our last staff meeting had around 70 people? That’s right, we rule.