Wednesday, June 18, 2003

today's track : the sundays - here's where the story ends

Company dinner happening in about an hour. It's interfering with my wing night but I suppose I can skip this week. After all, we're going to a big fancy restaurant with every meal starting at $30-40. I've already decided on the steak and lobster meal. So this is what it feels like to live the glamourous life. To be honest I'd rather be munching on my wings and drinking my red stripe. I'm a simpleton, sue me.

Wanda and I saw the Italian Job last night. Quite entertaining but the plot itself was rather thin. The movie basically felt like an hour and a half long car chase. Entertaining, yes. Oscar worthy, no. The Hulk will be out in a few days. From what I've heard through reviews, the movie is solid. I at first was a bit skeptical with the CGI looking a bit like Shrek on roids but still had some hope for it turning out well since Ang Lee was directing. I guess I'll be going to the movies again next week.

Just to warn you -- I'm in a rambling mood.

You know, I've never been very fond of my given name. Through the years I've heard countless number of people butcher it attempting to pronounce it. Some of the moments rather embarrassing and torturous. I guess it didn't help that my parents propogated a false pronunciation of my name so that people could have an easier time saying it. Now when people see the spelling of my name they get really confused because the pronunciation and the actual spelling doesn't match. Then I have to go through the whole explanation of how this retardedness started. I suppose a lot of people out there aren't too happy with their names. I would imagine I'd be a little annoyed if my name was something as common as "Jason" or "Jennifer" or "Anne". I've since grown quite fond of my nickname "Shaky". For one, it's not common. Secondly, it's got a "y" in it. I have a lot of respect for y's. y's, j's, p's, q's, and g's for that matter. Unlike the other letters in the alphabet, these letters don't conform. They stray BELOW the line and they don't give a damn. I've been pretty conforming all my life, I guess a part of me wishes it was a y instead of a k or an l.

Well...time to go...big night ahead of me.

Steak and lobster followed by a rendezvous with Wanda...

This is Shaky saying goodnight and so long.

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