digitalism

drunkkkk. my cocker spaniel will sleep with me on my bed.

grand 11:45-20:15

i really don't want to go to work today. but i really want to make some cash money so i can get away.

judy garland - life is just a bowl of cherries

greene&greene

take me to the gamble house!

indeed

http://wiki.answers.com/Q/Who_is_Valerie_Chen

found my name

had dinner with brother last night, discovered that my parents named me after the character on Family Ties. except that character is definitely named Mallory, not valerie.

dreamwalking

two days ago i drove home from downtown los angeles at seven am, arrived at seven thirty, and let myself sleep for an hour and a half before i had to get up and go to work.

i was looking through some sort of box and found a folded rectangular piece of plastic with deep scalloped edges all around. it was purple and when i unfolded it i recognized it as a starfish and was sure to keep its mouth submerged in water.

i looked through another box and found an osprey at the bottom lying on its side. it had a white head with black markings, a great black beak and black tongue. (i recognized it as an osprey in my dream and i just google imaged osprey and that is exactly exactly what i saw in the dream.) i asked it if wanted to be released and it nodded. i released it and soon its osprey wife had arrived to meet it.

i was on a platform with a family of orangutans. suddenly, the platform was in freefall, akin to a falling elevator, but i wasn't scared at all - it was exhilarating. the orangutans were hooting and dancing. suddenly i was seeing everything from an eagle-eye, swooping camera point-of-view and i could see the orangutans and an entire rainforest and i could hear the chorus of birds and music accompanying a joyous rainforest.

and then i woke up and went to work.

work all day

realized that my favorite thing about my job is my outfit. ridiculous.

yesterday, a man shook my hand and thanked me for watching over his daughter. i liked this so much.

huh

it was a bit strange for me to clean my room today, find an old diary, and read this on the first page:

hanzismatter.com

keith: checked out the website loveit<3thankyou

i DEFINITELY saw this when i was in arlanda in april, though i just thought it was kind of weird and didn't think about it too much at the time!

Arrivals Sign at Stockholm Arlanda Airport

from: Johan
to: tiangotlost@gmail.com
date: Tue, Jul 7, 2009 at 9:41 PM
subject: Look at this Arrivals sign from Sweden

This is from Arlanda, Stockholm's international airport. They have a lot of these signs.

In Sweden, we pride ourselves on being way better than everybody else, by the way.

Johan, Sweden



It appears manufacturer of the sign did not have correct language and fonts pack installed. Instead of displaying 到達 (arrivals), the second character showed up as a rectangular box.

yuLike

last night during dinner my mom was telling me about how floods were common when she was growing up. if there was a storm, her elementary school, which was on the mountain top, would send all the kids home. parents didn't panic back then the way they do now. the kids would all link arms and climb down and back home to town. they would wade through knee-deep water, surrounded by floating radishes, dead wild pigs, and dead chickens washed down the mountain.

she once had a dream as a young child of an enormous flood flushing the town and a giant carousel descending from the sky and lifting all the children away.

harry potter

was so good! i was shocked! it was very thrilling and well-paced and was so pleasing that i was somehow able to forgive the horrendous child acting. the adults were excellent per usual but ginny weasley needed to be kicked off screen because i couldn't stop snort-laughing at her dead lines and made-of-wood body. hermione and ron were not so good as well, but as long as ron keeps making that face he always makes then i am happy. love stories were lame and forced, but they were similarly annoying in the book. 2.5 hours sped by & i was thoroughly entertained.

also really enticed by the where the wild things are trailer.

labor

today i decided that i am so over my job

presents

all i want is someone who is willing to give me massages like all the time

anaheim ink

aside from my many other serious work roles, i am a silent but cold-hearted tattoo critic. given the total surface area of flesh i observe on a daily basis, i have come to the conclusion that the world is in a very serious need of a tattoo shop with artists [native to] and [skilled in] writing in chinese. and i go as far as to specify, writing in traditional characters. i have seen countless glaringly botched tattoos in chinese. they are almost always horribly distorted - top or bottom heavy, biased to the left or right side. the spacing is not even. don't people just blow these things up on a xerox machine and trace them? i don't understand these rookie mistakes. let's just certify a class of people who know what they are doing and make everyone else's life easier.

people get chinese tattoos basically because they look cool. so they might as well get traditional, which is more intricate than the uh yeah simplified characters. but for some reason simplified seems to be the preferred system of the crappy tattooers. traditional is better. i don't just say this because it's the writing system i learned. the traditional character LOVE, which is popular, actually has the chinese character for HEART inside of it. simplified cuts this out. love without the heart. not as good. apply so on and so forth.

in the end, why would you get a tattoo in chinese on your body when you probably wouldn't permanently ink it onto yourself in english? because it would make you look dumb? that is how i feel when i look at you. on the rare occasions in which i can actually read the characters. i saw a man today who had PIG written on his arm in big bold chinese. i couldn't stop looking at it. he definitely wouldn't have done that in english. more acceptable to embarass yourself in front of a smaller segment of the population? also, how does it feel to not be able to read your own tattoo but to know that certain strangers on the street can? but if you're going to do it, at least get them done right. i saw a tattoo of LOVE the other day that was missing the top stroke so the tattoo wasn't technically of any existing character in the chinese language. how awkward.

doppelgänger

i met a small chubby pale boy today named jake who showed me his secret handshake which consisted of drumming on his belly. he told me that i reminded him of mulan, whom he met at goofy's kitchen. he said that she said that her favorite color is blue. i very much wish i could be mulan in goofy's kitchen.

i also met his small brother logan, whose hands were prune-ier from swimming than any prune-y swimming hands i have ever seen. they belonged to an oldest man.