BORN IN JAPAN. RAISED IN THE US. LIVED IN 5 COUNTRIES. TRAVEL COUNT: 32 COUNTRIES. DERACINE BY CHOICE

Monday, November 22, 2004

Listening to the Inner Voice

10:40am: Okay. Will shut up about birthday now.

It's been a marvelous weekend, complimentary to good company and dancing feet. Have been reading Bridget Jones' Diary in between going out and enjoying a lazy weekend. Starting to talk inside my head like Bridget - terse sentences and omitting subject nouns.

Just finished Mandarin class - bu tsuo.

10:45am: Reflection on weekend. Friday - it started off dreadful and then eventually elevated itself. After running late, climbing the stairs up & down, and trying to introduce everyone to each other, it finally started to feel like a party. It is strange trying to calculate time allocation at parties - you don't want to be rude about it, but you have to make an internal egg timer - and ding! - your time is up and you have to move on to talk to someone else. Good times.

1:40pm: Back from a blah lunch. I guess it counter-balances the weekend. Went dancing all night on Saturday - it was Swiss Kwai Fong night. Aside from the olfactory demolition by Ementaler cheese, all was good - Swiss Misses, free Frisk mint handouts, and the band (fiddle, guitar, drums, cow bells, and yodeling). Yodel-le-hi-hoo!

Went to dragon-I afterwards to dance the night away. Usually, they are snobbishly selective about who goes in, but I undeliberately walked in after a Canto-idol, so no hassle at the door. We danced to a whole load of Beyonce, Eminem, Sean Paul, and Kelis/Michael Jackson mix. Raymond informed us that a HK triad boss walked by. The toilets in this place is freakin' long and huge, sometimes with giddy couples coming out after their long session. Hmm...

Duncan & friend were hysterical after their fishbowl and claimed to remember nothing of the latter part of the evening. Morgan taught us a new game for the road. Ate McDonald's at 4am and felt incredibly guilty afterwards. ick. But we worked some of that off by hiking up at the Peak for the rest of the day. Gorgeous view... Oooo... Ahhh...

Watched 1/2 of "The Last Emperor" - had forgotten how terrible the movie was. But will watch rest of it some time tonight.

1:52pm: Must get back to work. Priorities. India or Japan?

India.

2:07pm: Uf. Brain not functioning. Hello? Is anybody there?

Trying to go for "exciting and added value" but somehow seems tacky and unimportant each time I reread sentences. Is it just me? Am I paranoid? It seems as if every time things start to march nicely in my head, further bumps and details start developing - and you just get overloaded like a balooning pita bread sandwich. It's all going to explode, and who cares about the detail of each ingredient then?

Must refresh mind and think about Japan project in 30 min.

4:24pm: Headache. Only 51 log-ins this week? Ulcer, ulcer, ulcer. Must stop drinking too much coffee.... starting tomorrow.

4:28pm: Hm... trying to get psyched about CD-ROM project. How do I convince myself that being a cheap internal translator can be an opportunity?

Must get back to India. Must add value.

6:17pm: Starting have a remote panic attack about this Peace Corps thing. How in the world am I going to find a bloody typewriter in Hong Kong??? They are just as mythical as toothfairies and leprechauns! Argggg....

6:23pm: Having Mexican food tonight. Hehehehehe... Mmm...

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