A Happy New Year to Everyone!
Friday, December 31, 2004
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
The World is Waiting
The death toll is up to 76700. Many more survivors need our help. If there was ever a moment for people to stop what they’re doing and make a difference, it’s now. If you can’t afford to donate a few dollars to the red cross, you can always donate blood. Please find a way to make a difference.
The death toll is up to 76700. Many more survivors need our help. If there was ever a moment for people to stop what they’re doing and make a difference, it’s now. If you can’t afford to donate a few dollars to the red cross, you can always donate blood. Please find a way to make a difference.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Disaster Relief
If you can, please donate to the red cross to help victims of the tsunami/earthquake in Asia. Any amount will help.
Red Cross (Canada)
Red Cross (USA)
If you can, please donate to the red cross to help victims of the tsunami/earthquake in Asia. Any amount will help.
Red Cross (Canada)
Red Cross (USA)
Forgiving and Forgetting is Easier Than You Think
(New Order’s Retro Box Set)
in the same old haunts, I still find my friends
I must apologize for the lack of blogging lately. I’ve had a lot on my plate at work the past month. Hopefully I’ll make it all up with this great joke I came up with while sitting on the can the other day...
What do you call a priest/clergy that doesn’t care? -- An irreverend.
Well?...Didn’t I tell you I’d make it up to you? Don’t rush out and tell all your friends this joke quite yet, dwell on it a little bit, it gets funnier the more you think about it.
You know, it’s quite disappointing that I can’t work at home because a lot of my greatest thoughts come while sitting on the toilet.
...
Quick movie review…
House of Flying Daggers = House of Flying Crap
Starring the overly dramatic Andy Lau and hot temptress Zhang Zhi-Yi (sp?)
...
I think that sometimes in looking behind us and worrying about things that have already happened in the past, we miss the things that are right in front of us. Don’t dwell on lost time, regrets and jaded memories. A new year is just around the corner and nothing sparks the rebirth of a spirit like hope for the future.
Here’s wishing that everyone has a Happy New Year!
(New Order’s Retro Box Set)
in the same old haunts, I still find my friends
I must apologize for the lack of blogging lately. I’ve had a lot on my plate at work the past month. Hopefully I’ll make it all up with this great joke I came up with while sitting on the can the other day...
What do you call a priest/clergy that doesn’t care? -- An irreverend.
Well?...Didn’t I tell you I’d make it up to you? Don’t rush out and tell all your friends this joke quite yet, dwell on it a little bit, it gets funnier the more you think about it.
You know, it’s quite disappointing that I can’t work at home because a lot of my greatest thoughts come while sitting on the toilet.
...
Quick movie review…
House of Flying Daggers = House of Flying Crap
Starring the overly dramatic Andy Lau and hot temptress Zhang Zhi-Yi (sp?)
...
I think that sometimes in looking behind us and worrying about things that have already happened in the past, we miss the things that are right in front of us. Don’t dwell on lost time, regrets and jaded memories. A new year is just around the corner and nothing sparks the rebirth of a spirit like hope for the future.
Here’s wishing that everyone has a Happy New Year!
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Monday, December 13, 2004
Do you smell something burning?
(The Shins – Caring is Creepy)
Monday mornings are dreadful. It’s like I have to crank start my brain every Monday and it keeps making this weird gitcha, gitcha sound followed by the smell of something burning. It’s foul. I’m foul.
...
A discussion with a coworker today about her promotion and a recent organizational announcement...
Me - How come John didn’t say anything about YOU going into your new role with the company?
Coworker - That was a pretty incomplete announcement. There is definitely one other position he was supposed to mention that wasn’t on there. Communication in this company really sucks.
Me - You should start up a Communications Justice League. You could be Captain Communication.
Coworker - No thanks.
Me - How about Lieutenant Let’s Talk?
Coworker - It’s not the title that’s turning me off. Just because I need/want to communicate doesn’t mean others need/want to as well. It would be like banging my head against a wall...I have no interest in such a job. Mine has enough frustrations already! :)
Me - Yeah but you’d get to wear a cape or a mask. Plus you’d get a cool name like Heroin Heart to Heart.
Coworker - I’m not interested in dress up…or having a cool name. I’m ok with being just plain old me. :P
Me - Plain you is boring. You need to storm into a room and show off your communication powers while wearing a cape and your underwear over tights. Now that would add some excitement to the office!
Coworker - I don’t have a problem if people find me boring. But if you want excitement in the office, why don’t you try on the cape and tights?
Me - I’ll let you know when I start the IT Justice League. I’m still working on my name. I’ve narrowed it down to Computer Crusader and Dr. Database!
Coworker – Revisit the name thing...those aren’t very exciting. And Dr. usually indicates a bad guy...I thought you were supposed to be a good guy.
Me - Obviously you don’t know anything about comics. Dr. Strange was a good guy. Dr. Doom on the other hand was a bad guy. It depends on what you put behind the name. Usually the bad guys have BAD names like Dr. EVIL or Dr. DOOM or Dr. DREAD. Dr. Database is hardly ominous.
...
My dog’s eye is better. We took him to the vet and the vet said he had an eye infection. The vet prescribed him some ointment and like Snoop Dog, I dropped it like it’s hot 3 times daily.
My mom had previously suggested we give him regular eye drops that doctors prescribe to humans for red eye. Considering as a kid, she killed her dog by giving him Aspirin for his supposed cold – I declined. Did I mention my mom is an RN? You’re in good hands with Canadian Healthcare :)
(The Shins – Caring is Creepy)
Monday mornings are dreadful. It’s like I have to crank start my brain every Monday and it keeps making this weird gitcha, gitcha sound followed by the smell of something burning. It’s foul. I’m foul.
...
A discussion with a coworker today about her promotion and a recent organizational announcement...
Me - How come John didn’t say anything about YOU going into your new role with the company?
Coworker - That was a pretty incomplete announcement. There is definitely one other position he was supposed to mention that wasn’t on there. Communication in this company really sucks.
Me - You should start up a Communications Justice League. You could be Captain Communication.
Coworker - No thanks.
Me - How about Lieutenant Let’s Talk?
Coworker - It’s not the title that’s turning me off. Just because I need/want to communicate doesn’t mean others need/want to as well. It would be like banging my head against a wall...I have no interest in such a job. Mine has enough frustrations already! :)
Me - Yeah but you’d get to wear a cape or a mask. Plus you’d get a cool name like Heroin Heart to Heart.
Coworker - I’m not interested in dress up…or having a cool name. I’m ok with being just plain old me. :P
Me - Plain you is boring. You need to storm into a room and show off your communication powers while wearing a cape and your underwear over tights. Now that would add some excitement to the office!
Coworker - I don’t have a problem if people find me boring. But if you want excitement in the office, why don’t you try on the cape and tights?
Me - I’ll let you know when I start the IT Justice League. I’m still working on my name. I’ve narrowed it down to Computer Crusader and Dr. Database!
Coworker – Revisit the name thing...those aren’t very exciting. And Dr. usually indicates a bad guy...I thought you were supposed to be a good guy.
Me - Obviously you don’t know anything about comics. Dr. Strange was a good guy. Dr. Doom on the other hand was a bad guy. It depends on what you put behind the name. Usually the bad guys have BAD names like Dr. EVIL or Dr. DOOM or Dr. DREAD. Dr. Database is hardly ominous.
...
My dog’s eye is better. We took him to the vet and the vet said he had an eye infection. The vet prescribed him some ointment and like Snoop Dog, I dropped it like it’s hot 3 times daily.
My mom had previously suggested we give him regular eye drops that doctors prescribe to humans for red eye. Considering as a kid, she killed her dog by giving him Aspirin for his supposed cold – I declined. Did I mention my mom is an RN? You’re in good hands with Canadian Healthcare :)
Friday, December 10, 2004
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Sorry, I can't make it in today, I've come down with something very serious.
(Saint Etienne - The Way I Fell For You)
Recently people have been asking me when I plan to get married. The question I suppose, isn’t too shocking and surprising considering I’m 28 and all my friends are knotted, or in the process of tying the knot. The key word in the question though is plan. For as long as I’ve known, I’ve always been taught to plan ahead and to plan for the future.
But the kicker is nothing ever goes as planned.
So my response to these people is that marriage is something I don’t think you can plan and that I hope to one day wake up and be stricken by the marriage bug. Since nothing I do goes as planned, I hope to have an unplanned wedding.
I think Sonia’s parents will be thrilled to hear that.
...
I have great friends who are extremely supportive and stand by me through thick and thin. This Christmas I’d like to thank every one of them!
Especially Vi, who was kind enough to say this to me the last time we spoke…
"oh Khiem, everytime I think of you, I always want to suggest intensive psychotherapy"
You guys are the best!
...
I was reading through some of my old blogs from last September and I wanted to revive this one...
What are the 7 categories that define you?
(Saint Etienne - The Way I Fell For You)
Recently people have been asking me when I plan to get married. The question I suppose, isn’t too shocking and surprising considering I’m 28 and all my friends are knotted, or in the process of tying the knot. The key word in the question though is plan. For as long as I’ve known, I’ve always been taught to plan ahead and to plan for the future.
But the kicker is nothing ever goes as planned.
So my response to these people is that marriage is something I don’t think you can plan and that I hope to one day wake up and be stricken by the marriage bug. Since nothing I do goes as planned, I hope to have an unplanned wedding.
I think Sonia’s parents will be thrilled to hear that.
...
I have great friends who are extremely supportive and stand by me through thick and thin. This Christmas I’d like to thank every one of them!
Especially Vi, who was kind enough to say this to me the last time we spoke…
"oh Khiem, everytime I think of you, I always want to suggest intensive psychotherapy"
You guys are the best!
...
I was reading through some of my old blogs from last September and I wanted to revive this one...
Here are the 7 Jeopardy categories that define me…
1) Sports and more sports.
2) Reading and writing are fun.
3) The sound of music.
4) The passive aggressive war of 2002/2003.
5) A generation without faith.
6) Comfort "zone".
7) Two roads diverged in the woods and I got lost.
What are the 7 categories that define you?
Monday, November 29, 2004
You're short of breath, is it a heart attack?
(PSB – Can You Forgive Her)
As quickly as the divorce drama unfolded at my house with my parents, it has somehow wrapped itself up again and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. My dad has somehow accepted his "lost sovereignty" status and has resorted to redirecting his resentment and bitterness by redoing our kitchen floors.
For some reason or another I have a feeling this drama is going to unfold again come Christmas.
...
Speaking of Christmas...I'm asking Santa for a baby brother. Don't screw me over old man!
...
I love Christmas. I can understand the crowds at the mall; the crying kids; the angry parents looking for that last tickle me Elmo; and the bad drivers in snow; but what the fuck is up with people and their crazy holiday outfits? Is there any other season or occasion when it’s cool to wear bright green and red sweaters with Frosty the snowman or Rudolph the reindeer on the front? People always complain that my white socks don’t match my black dress pants (I'm way too tired in the morning to be running around looking for socks to match my pants) but hello, your sweater doesn’t match ANYTHING.
...
Ok...your sweater doesn’t match anything EXCEPT wrapping paper!
...
I think my dog has an eye infection. His left eye is all red. I’m going to take him to the vet tomorrow to have it checked out. Hopefully it’s not too serious and it doesn’t cost me an arm and a leg to have it checked out.
Imagine how badass it would be if the vet gave him an eye patch! Next Halloween we could dress up as Captain Hook and Muffin, his badass dog!
(PSB – Can You Forgive Her)
As quickly as the divorce drama unfolded at my house with my parents, it has somehow wrapped itself up again and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. My dad has somehow accepted his "lost sovereignty" status and has resorted to redirecting his resentment and bitterness by redoing our kitchen floors.
For some reason or another I have a feeling this drama is going to unfold again come Christmas.
...
Speaking of Christmas...I'm asking Santa for a baby brother. Don't screw me over old man!
...
I love Christmas. I can understand the crowds at the mall; the crying kids; the angry parents looking for that last tickle me Elmo; and the bad drivers in snow; but what the fuck is up with people and their crazy holiday outfits? Is there any other season or occasion when it’s cool to wear bright green and red sweaters with Frosty the snowman or Rudolph the reindeer on the front? People always complain that my white socks don’t match my black dress pants (I'm way too tired in the morning to be running around looking for socks to match my pants) but hello, your sweater doesn’t match ANYTHING.
...
Ok...your sweater doesn’t match anything EXCEPT wrapping paper!
...
I think my dog has an eye infection. His left eye is all red. I’m going to take him to the vet tomorrow to have it checked out. Hopefully it’s not too serious and it doesn’t cost me an arm and a leg to have it checked out.
Imagine how badass it would be if the vet gave him an eye patch! Next Halloween we could dress up as Captain Hook and Muffin, his badass dog!
Friday, November 19, 2004
It’s always the kids that lose when it comes to divorce, especially the 28 year old kids.
(Weezer – The Sweater Song)
My parents are divorced but my dad doesn’t know it. Apparently my mom has filed for divorce over a year ago and she has put down on her tax forms that her status is divorced. My dad however, has never seen these forms until this year and he has never signed any divorce papers. Now he wants me to figure out how my mom can file a divorce without his signature. So I’m running back and forth between my parents relaying questions and messages. Did I mention my parents are 50+ years old?
I have such disdain for people who dump their baggage on other people.
After inquiring with my mom about the issue, I get next to no information and I tell my dad that he’ll have to call a divorce lawyer to discuss how it all works. Now my dad is saying that I’m siding with my mom and I’m not standing up to my mom for him. He rants and raves about how he’s lost sovereignty in this family. Sovereignty? Is this family some sort of country now? If we were, we’d make Iraq look like a well-established democracy. To top this all off, he’s threatening to go back to Vietnam to live a life of solitude once everything is resolved. Frankly, if this keeps up I might beat him to it.
Hi, my name is Khiem and I have a dysfunctional family.
(Weezer – The Sweater Song)
My parents are divorced but my dad doesn’t know it. Apparently my mom has filed for divorce over a year ago and she has put down on her tax forms that her status is divorced. My dad however, has never seen these forms until this year and he has never signed any divorce papers. Now he wants me to figure out how my mom can file a divorce without his signature. So I’m running back and forth between my parents relaying questions and messages. Did I mention my parents are 50+ years old?
I have such disdain for people who dump their baggage on other people.
After inquiring with my mom about the issue, I get next to no information and I tell my dad that he’ll have to call a divorce lawyer to discuss how it all works. Now my dad is saying that I’m siding with my mom and I’m not standing up to my mom for him. He rants and raves about how he’s lost sovereignty in this family. Sovereignty? Is this family some sort of country now? If we were, we’d make Iraq look like a well-established democracy. To top this all off, he’s threatening to go back to Vietnam to live a life of solitude once everything is resolved. Frankly, if this keeps up I might beat him to it.
Hi, my name is Khiem and I have a dysfunctional family.
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