Her: tall, lean; runner type. Blonde, kinda young looking; I thought too young at first, but more mature up close.
Somewhat random encounter, as she did not apply for the position.
First time speaking to her (ever), this morning:
Me: “excuse me.”
Her: *turns*
M: “im looking for a date for a wedding, and I was wondering…”
H: “you’re looking for a wedding??”
M: “yeah. So I was seeing if you wanted to go wi-“
H: “I’m actually engaged, so…”
M: “What? Terrible!”
H: “Yeah, sorry.”
M: “Alllriiight..”
Both: *go our merry ways*
A bit obvious as to why she didn't apply now, huh?
And that’s about it. This is right at the base of some stairs by a fountain; she was on her way up and I was heading out. So, in 0.5sec I made a split-second decision to commit and inquire.
On to the next target; we'll just have to wait and see who that is and how it goes! My philosophy about things like this is similar to that of a shooter/scorer in basketball: You miss 100% of the shots you don't take.
Hope you enjoyed that; I thought it was funny.
I have a wedding that I will be attending (in fact, I'll be in the bridal party) in October and I have been allowed a guest to accompany me to this function. Being the single person that I am, I have no default occupant for this position; thus, the reason for this posting: I am now pre-screening applicants for the position as my date for the aforementioned wedding. Below are some, but not all, criteria for applicants:
1) Good skin/complexion - smooth
2) Fashionable - can put an outfit together and not walk out the door looking lazy or a hot mess
3) In shape - exercises
4) Height - keep in mind I am 6'2" or so, but some flexibility could be allowed for the right candidate
5) Location - Orange County (that's CA, not FL) preferred, or within a reasonable distance
6) MOST IMPORTANT - Can take Friday Oct 3rd off from work to be able to actually attend the wedding and reception
Females only, ages 21-35 [ID required]
This wedding will be a classy affair in a nice location, but the crowd will know how to have fun and will not be stuffy. The food will be delicious and the desserts divine (I have already previewed/tasted some of the dishes).
If you know someone that you would like to nominate for this position, contact me directly; and have recent photos of the candidate available for review. Also, provide a few [complete] sentences on why I should choose the candidate being referred.
Thank you and good luck!
So, a convergence of events has finally led me to join Twitter. Let's just say it involved a busy day, a news article showcasing its usefulness (in getting out of jail), and a phase of being somewhat social.
You know how sometimes you meet someone and in the course of conversation, you realize that they have a mutual friend as you or they somehow are connected to someone you may know. Then you both pause with the thought "wow, what a small world!" And it is.
A lot of times, this is unexpected and takes you by surprise. You might be out in another state/country and bump into someone you know who just happens to be there at the same time. Or you might be at a birthday party and realize people are there that you did not expect person X to know. "What are you doing here??" "Oh really?? Shut up! I didn't know that! That's craaaaazy~!"
Yeah, you know what? A lot of times, that sort of thing makes me avoid certain places/events. The small world, Kevin Bacon shit isn't always a good thing. No, I don't really have many enemies; I'm just not that into small talk. I guess no small talk = no small world. It's just... banal and inconsequential. I usually have difficulty feigning interest in their lives/perspectives. As I've gotten older, I've gotten a little bit better at being nicer/more positive about it. I give them a validation/approval type reaction to whatever is going on with them and it seems to suffice. "That's cool" seems to be enough for most people, especially if you place the emphasis on "cool" rather than "that".
Sometimes, it genuinely is nice to see old faces that you, one way or another, lost contact with unintentionally. But there are also those that you lost contact with intentionally, mainly by never reaching out to them (against AT&T's previous advise). They might be really attractive/successful now, though. Are you going to shmooz? Be a johnny-come-lately shmoozer? Think twice, with all that success, they might be twice as worse to be around now that they probably also have a more inflated ego to go along with that success. But who knows, maybe they grew up and it's time for you (and I) to grow up, as well. There's no hard and fast rule in play here, but generally it helps to go with the decision that makes you feel less sick afterwards.
Impending small world is an eventuality that we all have to deal with; how we cope with it gives us a clue as to where we are in our lives.
Word to Pimp C. Rest in peace.
So I decided to go to Mitsuwa (Japanese Market) today, and thus swing by South Coast Plaza since I was going to be in the area.
- I msgd my buddy Matt yesterday about my decision, so we figured we'd grab lunch. I swung by MAC, where he does Operations, and we headed over the Mitsuwa food court. I got an oyako-don and iced green tea. The egg was cooked perfectly. I can't get over how good it was. Head and shoulders above any other oyako-don I've ever had. We picked up a few items in the grocery and headed back to MAC @ SCP where he hooked me up with a lip balm, since I asked if they had any since I was just about out of my current stick of lip balm. The MAC lip balm has a hint of vanilla and "that shit is delicious". Obviously more expensive than chapstick, but it helps to have a buddy that works there.
- After I left, I decided to take a gander at a few stores. Nothing in particular caught my eye.
- Stopped by Bally to catch up with Yuki who just got back from SXSW in Austin, TX. The shoes are Bally are really light and look pretty comfortable. Yuki told me about the shows/parties he hit up and how they were.
- Steve, an old coworker from Kenneth Cole, was working at YSL. Quick wuddup.
- Dropped in to Ted Baker where I found out my friend (since 8th grade) Bermina is working now. She wants to fix me up with her friend that she says is "really pretty". We'll see. What's working in her favour is that she gave me a couple martinis while I was shopping/chatting with her in the store. That's right: free alcoholic beverages served to me in-store while shopping. How great is that?
Relatively busy, for me, that is, anyway...
- Friday was a homeboy's birthday, so we headed up to Skinny's Lounge in North Hollywood for some fun and libations. The place was cool. Some people got drunk kind of early. My cousin got her tax refund and bought me a Three Wisemen and said that the tab was on George Bush. He definitely is a party president.
- Saturday morning, I checked out the local zoological garden with some friends because one of them is getting married there soon so we wanted to familiarize ourselves with the place. It was pretty awesome. The area for the festivities is on the other side from most of the animals, but it's still pretty awesome to walk around and check them out. I had a tiger give me a friendly growl from maybe 3 feet away from my face. We're buds now: check it out.
- Saturday afternoon, my sister had birthday festivities at Dave & Busters then we had family over afterwards. I like green peas. Later in the evening, I headed up to Hollywood again to chill at Jimmy's Lounge (no relation) for Funky Sole with a few folkers, though Busby's in Santa Monica was also an option since there was a birthday happening out there. There were two groups of people I was familiar with at Funky Sole, though I think I split time effectively. Late night, after the club, we hit up IHOP and I finally got those banana pancakes I've been craving for a week or so. My other friends hit up BCD, and I would have preferred soondubu on a cold night, but I'm glad I crushed that banana pancake urge finally.
- Sunday, i.e. today, is Tiffiny's birthday. No plans that I know of, but Happy Birthday to Tiffiny!
- Tonight, I may go to the bookstore, depending on if there is any more downpour like earlier in the day.
- Tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day! BTW, Jameson (Irish Whiskey) is the prime choice, by far. It's so damn smooth and delicious, and so perfect for the time! Il Papa, i.e. the Pope, moved St. Paddy's to Saturday this year, I hear, so that it doesn't interfere with Holy Week, so it's kind of like having two SPDs this year. Does McDonald's still have shamrock shakes??
- Oh, and we finally got HD boxes for our digital cable, so thankfully we can see television so much clearer now. Amen.
- I'm halfway through this series: http://www.crunchyroll.com/series-8596/Ashita-no-Kita-Yoshio.html
I feel like I need to go somewhere. Get away. I haven't gone anywhere further than LA for quite some time now, at least over a year. At least. What does this do to me? It makes me think less. I'm so used to my routine of my everyday that there isn't really much that I need to think about.
It's like that one writer/journalist who went to some eastern European country and couldn't speak the language. She got so much writing done because all the distractions had been pretty much stripped from her and she was left with nothing but tv she couldn't understand and her own thoughts.
I'm not HDT (Henry David Thoreau) when I travel or anything, but it's definitely refreshing. I guess it's a bigger version of those times when you forget your cellphone at home. At first, you freak out because omg you're missing an appendage, but after a while, you realize how relaxed you've become because you don't have to worry about your personal tethering device. You don't worry about those everyday impositions by whomever wants you to contact them back and you're left with whatever thoughts and feelings you have of how your day is going for you and only you (or whoever you might also be with). It's grand. Guess what, you're actually a person! Not just a couple of thumbs on the other end of a text message.
So yeah, I want to go somewhere. Seattle/Vancouver, I'm looking at you.
My hair has been buggin me lately, so I've been meaning to set up an appointment with my friend/stylist for a haircut. The more I looked at magazines with pictures of guys with long hair, the less I wanted to keep my hair any sorts of long. Either they A) looked a mess B) had a different hair type than me, so I wouldn't be able to style it similar to them except with more effort I was willing to put in day in and day out. The longer I waited, the shorter I wanted to cut my hair, oddly enough. But I waited long enough that my desired style became too short to justify paying salon prices. So, snip snip, I did it myself. Here's the before & after:
Those were both today. The good part about shorter hair is the faster showers (save water & $) and quicker getting ready time. I usually am more motivated to go to the gym when I have shorter hair, too, because I don't have to worry about those long showers or my hair getting in my way when I'm working out/playing basketball. Fitted hats feel roomier with shorter hair, too. And I don't do that thing where you brush back the hair behind your ear or whatever. And if I'm grappling/fighting, they have to hair to pull on. Of course, it would hurt if they got a hold of my earrings... =\
A weird aside: I usually wind up cutting my hair short during winter. An odd habit, but this is around the time when I usually start getting sick of the long hair that I suffered through the hot summer with. Go figure. I just have to remember to always keep a beanie in my car, just in case.
