Quality You Can Taste

I was at Home Depot earlier today and saw a man who looked like Jesus.

Fittingly, he was in the lumber section.

Ten years ago I was:

On the verge of culminating from middle school, completely unaware that my status as hotshot 8th grader would be severely downgraded to lowly 9th grader in a matter of months. Looking forward to a summer spent waking up late, eating breakfast at noon and spending as much time possible with friends.

Five things on today’s to do list:

1. Finish up all the pending work I’ve been ignoring for so long.
2. Find a new motherboard for my PC at home, because the original turned out to have three busted capacitors.
3. Get some reading in and put at least a tiny dent into my ever-expanding book queue.
4. Work out or run for at least half an hour.
5. Drop everything else on today’s list and fall asleep on the couch in my underwear.

Things I’d do if I were a billionaire:

1. Buy my parents a house.
2. Buy my brother whatever gadget/toy/instrument/car/robot servant he wants.
3. Buy myself a delicious steak.
4. Send a large chunk to my family in the Philippines, or better yet, figure out a way to get them to the US (the ones who want to come anyway). I figure a billion dollars could somehow buy me a way to expedite the petitioning process.
5. Find some causes I believe in and donate.
6. I was going to say allow my parents to retire immediately, but I don’t know if my mom would want to step away from her medical practice so abruptly. So, I would upgrade the hell out of her clinic.
7. Invest the rest to ensure that the monetary well remains overflowing and doesn’t dry up. I need a fail-safe, in case I get out of hand with that delicious steak for myself.

Three bad habits:

1. Occasional laziness mixed with apathy. This covers a broad spectrum of bad habits, from not exercising as much as I should, to my procrastination with work. These are also the very traits that mark my Tumblr.
2. Hot temper. I’ve gotten better about it over time, but it still resurfaces in certain situations.
3. Being timid when I should be aggressive and being aggressive when I should just shut the hell up.

Places I have lived:

Most-recent first:

1. Los Angeles (South Bay), CA (ever since)
2. Pensacola, FL (2 years)
3. Solon, OH (1 year)
4. Manila & Naga, Philippines (3 years)

Six jobs I’ve had in my life:

1. Office Manager, Medical Clinic
2. Tester, EA Games Los Angeles
3. Shift Leader, Coldstone Creamery (I still can’t remember what I was thinking when I took this job)
4. Intern, ClassifiedBuyers.com
5. Staff/Information Booth, Nintendo Cube Club
6. Head dishwasher/trash collection, Childhood Chores

vinh:

We had hardwood floors put in a few years ago. The benefits include home value appreciation, low maintenance when compared to carpet, and it just looks good. What they don’t tell you about are the dust bunnies, and my the bane of my existence, hair I’ve shed. Seeing all of the hair that accumulates on my bedroom floor makes me feel so sad. Oh, how I loathe it. I assure you though, I’m not going bald. In fact, my hair is so full and luscious that you should be jealous.

I am going through literally the exact same thing right now. But in my case, the paranoia has grown beyond the Pergo. Lately it isn’t just the sad little strands that congregate by my bedside. Now, I dread shampooing because when I rinse off the suds I fear clumps of hair will come with it. I’ve come to the point where I’m considering going to a hair salon and asking them if I’m doing anything wrong.

But don’t worry about me either. My hair is so thick and robust that Yanni would feel threatened.

onemoretimewithfeeling:

Is a little tasteful cleavage ok for church?

Personally, I think all cleavage is tasty.

Wait, what was the question again? And why am I so thirsty all of a sudden?