Well, it was the chloramine that killed the fish. Chlorine evaporates by letting the water sit. Chloramine does not. How much smarter do you feel now? Quite the learning expirience.
Three new fish are now swimming in the tank. They seem happy now, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they survive the "cycling" of the tank over the next month.
Anyways...I've ticked off three of the five things I wrote I wanted to do this year in the East Bay. I briefly visited 4th Street in Berkeley. Cool downtownish district you would never know was there. Hopefully I'll get a chance to explore it later this year. I saw a Seabiscuit at the Grand Lake Theatre in Oakland with my parents. Good movie, and a really cool theatre with an ornate main auditorium. Much bigger than the Stanford, but it's a first-run movie house, so it isn't the museum-like time warp that the Stanford is....but almost. I'll be going back. After that we drove by Fenton's Creamery in Oakland, but have yet to try it. Looks like a fun place. Any place that's been open since 1894 is a must do on my book!
So the list still stands, even though I've done three things (including the slide at Cordonices). Once was not enough.
The world according to a Mexigue..or a Portumex. Or a "fine Indian brotha" according to crazy homeless man that wandered into Blondies Pizza.
Monday, July 28, 2003
Sunday, July 27, 2003
Reject #1, Reject #2, and Reject #3 have died.
A week of research has proved unsuccessfull. Those three Zebra fish died so quick, I never had time to name them properly.
I don't know what happened. I'm hoping the culprit was something simple, like cholorine in the water. I didn't treat the water, I read somewhere that letting it sit for 24 hours would do the trick. Guess not. It also could have been that the temperature was set way too high when I brought the fish home, so they had to wait longer then they should have in their bag for it to cool. Other culprits, like Ph, Ammonia, Nitrite, Nitrate, etc....were all fine....I think.
But whatever it was, the depressing evidence of my failure is there, floating belly up in my new aquarium as I write this. I was going to stay overnight at the house for the first time, to moniter the fishs' health, but since all three have gone to fishy heaven, there was no need to stay. Besides, I didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night to find ghost fish nipping at my feet. Not only have I killed three fish, their ghosts might haunt my house. Ugh.
Six dollars down the toilet.
By tomorrow that will be a literal statement.
Regardless, a fun night in Berkeley with Leo and Lauren. A great pizza from Zachary's enjoyed in the living room before it became a fish morgue. Then, while waiting for the temperature of the aquarium to go down, we walked around the corner and explored Cordonices Park at twilight. The slide there built into the hill is awesome. We all went down it twice. The swings and teeter-totter are also fun. They seriously should build playgrounds for college students. You don't need to be under 13 to enjoy sliding down a hill on a piece of cardboard. The poor-man's rolllercoaster!
Other highlights? Seeing a doe and a fawn in the house's backyard. A quick visit from Jen to see my house. Seeing the fog roll in from the bay and into the hills. Cookies for dessert. My first Evans Hall rant of the year (to Ryan's subleaser Madri...it was a good one). And a midnight trip to Wurster to see the courtyard construction site. (To the dismay of the concrete-loving-Wurster-Worshipers, Leo and Lauren, the courtyard will have bricks, lawn, and oak trees. Ha! )
As for the fish....back to Berkeley tomorrow to have the water tested and flush the Rejects, may the rest in peace.
A week of research has proved unsuccessfull. Those three Zebra fish died so quick, I never had time to name them properly.
I don't know what happened. I'm hoping the culprit was something simple, like cholorine in the water. I didn't treat the water, I read somewhere that letting it sit for 24 hours would do the trick. Guess not. It also could have been that the temperature was set way too high when I brought the fish home, so they had to wait longer then they should have in their bag for it to cool. Other culprits, like Ph, Ammonia, Nitrite, Nitrate, etc....were all fine....I think.
But whatever it was, the depressing evidence of my failure is there, floating belly up in my new aquarium as I write this. I was going to stay overnight at the house for the first time, to moniter the fishs' health, but since all three have gone to fishy heaven, there was no need to stay. Besides, I didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night to find ghost fish nipping at my feet. Not only have I killed three fish, their ghosts might haunt my house. Ugh.
Six dollars down the toilet.
By tomorrow that will be a literal statement.
Regardless, a fun night in Berkeley with Leo and Lauren. A great pizza from Zachary's enjoyed in the living room before it became a fish morgue. Then, while waiting for the temperature of the aquarium to go down, we walked around the corner and explored Cordonices Park at twilight. The slide there built into the hill is awesome. We all went down it twice. The swings and teeter-totter are also fun. They seriously should build playgrounds for college students. You don't need to be under 13 to enjoy sliding down a hill on a piece of cardboard. The poor-man's rolllercoaster!
Other highlights? Seeing a doe and a fawn in the house's backyard. A quick visit from Jen to see my house. Seeing the fog roll in from the bay and into the hills. Cookies for dessert. My first Evans Hall rant of the year (to Ryan's subleaser Madri...it was a good one). And a midnight trip to Wurster to see the courtyard construction site. (To the dismay of the concrete-loving-Wurster-Worshipers, Leo and Lauren, the courtyard will have bricks, lawn, and oak trees. Ha! )
As for the fish....back to Berkeley tomorrow to have the water tested and flush the Rejects, may the rest in peace.
Saturday, July 26, 2003
Before I forget, these are some things I want to do this year in the East Bay:
-See a movie at the Grand Lake Theatre in Oakland
-Explore Berkeley's 4th Street District
-Go down the slide at Cordonices Park
-Take a tour of the Paramount Theatre in Oakland
-Get Ice Cream at the famous Fenton's Creamery in Oakland
http://www.fentonscreamery.com/
-See a movie at the Grand Lake Theatre in Oakland
-Explore Berkeley's 4th Street District
-Go down the slide at Cordonices Park
-Take a tour of the Paramount Theatre in Oakland
-Get Ice Cream at the famous Fenton's Creamery in Oakland
http://www.fentonscreamery.com/
Thursday, July 24, 2003
Stupid Goldfish.
I have a goldfish problem. My aunt made me play a game at the Obon festival where you win a goldfish as a prize. She said we were going to give it to her grandkids, but then decided to let me keep it.
And that's how I got Obon, the goldfish.
I thought..all right, no problem. I'll just put him in Senor Cadburry el Pescado de Alviso's (may he rest in peace) bowl instead of getting another fighting fish.
So I plopped Obon in there, only to immediately find him/her gasping at the water surface.
Why was Obon doing this? Goldfish go in bowls right? Right?!
Apparently not. When all else fails turn to Google for answers. I've been browsing dozens of goldfish keeping pages. Apparently these seemingly easy to care for pets are quite a handful. First thing I learned, Goldfish will not survive in Goldfish bowls, not enough surface area to get the right amount of Oxygen...hence gasping Obon (and the untimely passing of Lauren's fish...Norbert).
So, I decided...I'll get a tank! A 10 gallon tank like we had when I was a kid! It will be so cool, I'll put it up at the Berkeley house, plop Obon in there, and get some cool tropical fish too!
Wrong again. After buying the tank I learn that, it's a big NO-NO to put Goldfish in a Tropical Fish aquarium. Goldfish are coldwater fish and can pretty much only live with goldfish. They eat different food, need different water temperatures, and produce a slimy coating which can damage the tropical fish.
So...maybe I'll just get goldfish I think. Four or five different looking goldfish would still be...kinda...cool.
Wrong again. You see....goldfish get big. An adult "common" goldfish (which is the breed I discovered Obon is) usually grow to about 10 inches. And the general rule is 1 inch of fish to 1 gallon of water. Plus, goldfish were bred to have no stomachs. Food goes in and out....making them one of the dirtiest types of fish to keep. One fish alone will take all the resources of a normal filtration system (another reason the bowl is a no-no)
Which means.....if I keep this damn fish, it'll be the only fish. One stinkin' goldfish in a 10 gallon tank....instead of, say, an angel fish, a catfish, and a three or four neon tetras.
Now if I was a less sensitive person, I could just let this goldfish languish in the bowl until it dies or flush it. But I can't.
Anyone want a goldfish? They're easy to care for pets....
I have a goldfish problem. My aunt made me play a game at the Obon festival where you win a goldfish as a prize. She said we were going to give it to her grandkids, but then decided to let me keep it.
And that's how I got Obon, the goldfish.
I thought..all right, no problem. I'll just put him in Senor Cadburry el Pescado de Alviso's (may he rest in peace) bowl instead of getting another fighting fish.
So I plopped Obon in there, only to immediately find him/her gasping at the water surface.
Why was Obon doing this? Goldfish go in bowls right? Right?!
Apparently not. When all else fails turn to Google for answers. I've been browsing dozens of goldfish keeping pages. Apparently these seemingly easy to care for pets are quite a handful. First thing I learned, Goldfish will not survive in Goldfish bowls, not enough surface area to get the right amount of Oxygen...hence gasping Obon (and the untimely passing of Lauren's fish...Norbert).
So, I decided...I'll get a tank! A 10 gallon tank like we had when I was a kid! It will be so cool, I'll put it up at the Berkeley house, plop Obon in there, and get some cool tropical fish too!
Wrong again. After buying the tank I learn that, it's a big NO-NO to put Goldfish in a Tropical Fish aquarium. Goldfish are coldwater fish and can pretty much only live with goldfish. They eat different food, need different water temperatures, and produce a slimy coating which can damage the tropical fish.
So...maybe I'll just get goldfish I think. Four or five different looking goldfish would still be...kinda...cool.
Wrong again. You see....goldfish get big. An adult "common" goldfish (which is the breed I discovered Obon is) usually grow to about 10 inches. And the general rule is 1 inch of fish to 1 gallon of water. Plus, goldfish were bred to have no stomachs. Food goes in and out....making them one of the dirtiest types of fish to keep. One fish alone will take all the resources of a normal filtration system (another reason the bowl is a no-no)
Which means.....if I keep this damn fish, it'll be the only fish. One stinkin' goldfish in a 10 gallon tank....instead of, say, an angel fish, a catfish, and a three or four neon tetras.
Now if I was a less sensitive person, I could just let this goldfish languish in the bowl until it dies or flush it. But I can't.
Anyone want a goldfish? They're easy to care for pets....
Friday, July 18, 2003
Sunday, July 13, 2003
Thursday, July 10, 2003
So..back to Jamie's Mountain of Suckiness. Have you noticed that popular music is starting to reflect the current going ons in the world? I like it, cause it makes me feel like I'm not alone with the feelings I have about current events. Plus, I like music that is unique to an era, that represents the times we are living in. So, I humbly submit to you a portion of the lyrics from the Black Eyed Peas' (and...ahh..Justin Timberlake's..shhhh) current hit, "Where is the Love."
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin’
Selfishness got us followin’ our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids act like what they see in the cinema
Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity?
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality?
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down
There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
Gotta keep my faith alive til love is found
People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin’
Selfishness got us followin’ our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids act like what they see in the cinema
Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity?
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality?
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down
There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
Gotta keep my faith alive til love is found
People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Monday, July 07, 2003
TheKatsMeoW137: I wish I had a car over the summer, I would've just driven down by now,
TheKatsMeoW137: even if you weren't free, I'd just frolic in the lovely land that is MV by myself.
Nap98: who wouldn't?
Nap98: no one can resist when MV beckons
TheKatsMeoW137: I know! I'm sure that the only thing keeping the entire earth's population from doing that right now is the immense feeling that true perfection may just be too much for them.
Nap98: yes...yes. that must be it.
TheKatsMeoW137: I'm glad we've figured this out, Nick. hehe
Nap98: it's always perplexed me
TheKatsMeoW137: even if you weren't free, I'd just frolic in the lovely land that is MV by myself.
Nap98: who wouldn't?
Nap98: no one can resist when MV beckons
TheKatsMeoW137: I know! I'm sure that the only thing keeping the entire earth's population from doing that right now is the immense feeling that true perfection may just be too much for them.
Nap98: yes...yes. that must be it.
TheKatsMeoW137: I'm glad we've figured this out, Nick. hehe
Nap98: it's always perplexed me
Friday, July 04, 2003
At my uncle's wedding the photographer had my grandparents, and all my aunts, uncles, and cousins on my mom's side come together for our first ever family portrait. In that picture, there are:
14 Mexican-Americans
1 Filipino/Chinese-American
1 Filipino-American
1 Japanese-American
1 Portuguese-American
1 Anglo-American
2 Filipino/Mexican-Americans
2 Portuguese/Mexican-Americans
and 4 Filipino/Chinese/Mexican-Americans
Lots of hyphens and slashes huh? But when you put us all together, in one big family photo, it’s clear that we are all Americans. We are a mix of cultures and backgrounds that you would be hard pressed to find any where else in this world.
There’s lots of turmoil in this country and in the world right now. Divisions seem to have deepened over race, culture, religion, and class. And over the past few years it has become increasingly clear that this country is far from perfect. When someone says, "This is the greatest country in the World!," I can't help but think of the others that have been stepped on to get to that position. I will not allow myself to be ignorant and filled with blind patriotism.
But when I look at that family photo, I can’t help but be hopeful and proud to call this place my home. We are a testament to the ability of people to put aside their differences and come together.
And that's what I’d like to think being an ‘American’ is all about.
Happy Fourth of July.
14 Mexican-Americans
1 Filipino/Chinese-American
1 Filipino-American
1 Japanese-American
1 Portuguese-American
1 Anglo-American
2 Filipino/Mexican-Americans
2 Portuguese/Mexican-Americans
and 4 Filipino/Chinese/Mexican-Americans
Lots of hyphens and slashes huh? But when you put us all together, in one big family photo, it’s clear that we are all Americans. We are a mix of cultures and backgrounds that you would be hard pressed to find any where else in this world.
There’s lots of turmoil in this country and in the world right now. Divisions seem to have deepened over race, culture, religion, and class. And over the past few years it has become increasingly clear that this country is far from perfect. When someone says, "This is the greatest country in the World!," I can't help but think of the others that have been stepped on to get to that position. I will not allow myself to be ignorant and filled with blind patriotism.
But when I look at that family photo, I can’t help but be hopeful and proud to call this place my home. We are a testament to the ability of people to put aside their differences and come together.
And that's what I’d like to think being an ‘American’ is all about.
Happy Fourth of July.
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
After two years of going to Berkeley, today was the first day I drove there. Woohoo! Go me.
Took my cousin Tiffany up there to show her around the new house and neighborhood. Really nice weather today. We explored the park around the corner and discovered this awesome slide built into the hill slope that is pretty big. Can't wait to try it out one day. Also....we found a tunnel that goes under Euclid Avenue connecting the Rose Garden/Tennis Courts to the Park. Pretty sweet. My neighborhood up there is pretty darn cool. (Let's see if I'll still think that after walking to and from campus come the end of August)
Work was kinda hectic tonight, but cool. My co-workers make it fun. Work again tomorrow night, but hopefully I can fit in some quality time with my Tio and Tia who are visiting from New Mexico. It's always great when they are here.
So yeah....this blog entry isn't very witty, deep, funny or a good story....just some thoughts I want to remember. So that's all. Move along.
Took my cousin Tiffany up there to show her around the new house and neighborhood. Really nice weather today. We explored the park around the corner and discovered this awesome slide built into the hill slope that is pretty big. Can't wait to try it out one day. Also....we found a tunnel that goes under Euclid Avenue connecting the Rose Garden/Tennis Courts to the Park. Pretty sweet. My neighborhood up there is pretty darn cool. (Let's see if I'll still think that after walking to and from campus come the end of August)
Work was kinda hectic tonight, but cool. My co-workers make it fun. Work again tomorrow night, but hopefully I can fit in some quality time with my Tio and Tia who are visiting from New Mexico. It's always great when they are here.
So yeah....this blog entry isn't very witty, deep, funny or a good story....just some thoughts I want to remember. So that's all. Move along.
Monday, June 30, 2003
Thursday, June 19, 2003
So a nice day off today. Lunch with Jen at San Jose city hall, lunch meeting with some MVPA people at the county building next door, dinner with Martin and Matt and a quick trip to Downtown Palo Alto after (I can't stay away from that place).
On the way to University Avenue from the parking garage, we encountered a homeless lady pushing a shopping cart, as she walked by us she looked at Matt and suddenly yelled "Fat Chance!!" as we passed her.
It took a while to figure out why she yelled that, but then we looked at Matt's shirt and it said "ROLE MODEL" across the chest.
Ah, crazy homeless people yelling things at you, it was almost like being in Berkeley.
On the way to University Avenue from the parking garage, we encountered a homeless lady pushing a shopping cart, as she walked by us she looked at Matt and suddenly yelled "Fat Chance!!" as we passed her.
It took a while to figure out why she yelled that, but then we looked at Matt's shirt and it said "ROLE MODEL" across the chest.
Ah, crazy homeless people yelling things at you, it was almost like being in Berkeley.
Saturday, June 14, 2003
Summer does not officially begin until I spend an evening with my friends hangin at Martin's house. Tonight summer began.
And for another night at work, I was paid $9.50 to watch a movie....I mean..."monitor the theater." Ahhh, the perks of working at a movie theater!
Driving through Downtown Palo Alto after work, and then Downtown Mountain View on the way home from Martin's, you could tell it was summer. Lots of people out late, enjoying the not-so-warm night air, walking around, talking, having fun. The moon was so full and bright tonight, you could see the Santa Cruz Mountains at midnight. Kinda cool for Friday the 13th. I feel like I should be tromping around some supposedly haunted house or the former graveyard behind City Hall with Matt and Martin asking ghosts if they feel like chatting. I need a few more ghost stories to tell the folks up at Berkeley in case of another blackout.
Oh well, maybe some other night, summer has only just started.
And for another night at work, I was paid $9.50 to watch a movie....I mean..."monitor the theater." Ahhh, the perks of working at a movie theater!
Driving through Downtown Palo Alto after work, and then Downtown Mountain View on the way home from Martin's, you could tell it was summer. Lots of people out late, enjoying the not-so-warm night air, walking around, talking, having fun. The moon was so full and bright tonight, you could see the Santa Cruz Mountains at midnight. Kinda cool for Friday the 13th. I feel like I should be tromping around some supposedly haunted house or the former graveyard behind City Hall with Matt and Martin asking ghosts if they feel like chatting. I need a few more ghost stories to tell the folks up at Berkeley in case of another blackout.
Oh well, maybe some other night, summer has only just started.
Sunday, June 08, 2003
To those in the know:
Tonight on my way home from work I was surfing the radio waves and came across a surprise on the Bay Area's alternative rock station, 105.3.
It's a catchy little Danish pop song that goes something like this:
"Everybody, move your feet and get united....woah, wah, ohhh"
And we never thought it'd be on American radio. Maybe my cuz Mikey made a special request.
"Can't stop...can't stop the beat....won't stop...won't stop my feet"
Oh boy.
Tonight on my way home from work I was surfing the radio waves and came across a surprise on the Bay Area's alternative rock station, 105.3.
It's a catchy little Danish pop song that goes something like this:
"Everybody, move your feet and get united....woah, wah, ohhh"
And we never thought it'd be on American radio. Maybe my cuz Mikey made a special request.
"Can't stop...can't stop the beat....won't stop...won't stop my feet"
Oh boy.
Thursday, June 05, 2003
All right, so summer! Woohoo! I've done a lot of fun stuff already with my family and with the friends that are here. Explored my Portuguese heritage with Chris on Sunday...we went to the Portuguese Holy Ghost Parade in Downtown MV, to the Portuguese mass (which was really nice), and even tried to fit in at the Portuguese festa. A whole different world that my dad's side was REALLY involved in until my grandpa passed away, and that Chris and I know hardly anything about. Hope to get a little more in touch with that this summer.
Other stuff...celebrated Matt's 20th birthday....saw Finding Nemo with Matt, Kim, and Ili (GREAT movie!)....got the keys and moved some stuff into our new house in Berkeley. Went to Half Moon Bay with my dad and Chris for clam chowder. Had a nice lunch with my grandparents yesterday. And on Memorial Day had a fun impromptu extended family barbecue. But I guess the most important thing (at least according to my mom...who's been hounding me on this topic all year...) I got a summer job!
Today was my first day working at the Stanford Theatre. I know...I know....STANFURD theater...boo hiss etc. But hey...it's a cool place. If you've never heard me talk about it...the Stanford Theatre is a completely restored movie 'palace' from the 1920s in Downtown Palo Alto. It's owned by multimillionaire David Packard (son of the P in HP). They only show classic movies from before the 1960s. The place is like a time-warp, and a lot of people go there for a fun, classy, (and relatively inexpensive) night out.
My coworkers are really friendly and fun to work with. This in a way, is my first REAL job...or at least my first real job in the service-sector. My internship with the city was a very cushy job, mostly research and learning about the field of city planning. Stuff I am comfortable doing.
I was kinda nervous starting today, I had NO idea how well I would do doing things like cashiering, and working in costumer service. Research on a historic building? No problem. Updating a city's zoning map? I can do it. Meeting with city council members? Sure thing. Adding the cost of a box of Milkduds, a large Popcorn, and a medium and small Cherry Coke in my head while getting the order at the same time? Yikes.
But everyone told me..."don't worry about it!"..."cash registers are easy to use." But get this....NO cash register....NO calculator....just me, behind the counter in the lobby, counting in my head, pouring drinks, getting popcorn...by myself for the first 10 minutes are so right at opening. My worst nightmare! Hehe, not really...it was scary and tough, but I got through it. The people are really friendly and patient...which is one reason I thought it would be good to work there. My manager and then the other worker came to my rescue later on, and things ran smoothly after that.
They told me I'd get used to adding up the prices in a few weeks. But come this Friday...I'm brining my own calculator. :-)
Other stuff...celebrated Matt's 20th birthday....saw Finding Nemo with Matt, Kim, and Ili (GREAT movie!)....got the keys and moved some stuff into our new house in Berkeley. Went to Half Moon Bay with my dad and Chris for clam chowder. Had a nice lunch with my grandparents yesterday. And on Memorial Day had a fun impromptu extended family barbecue. But I guess the most important thing (at least according to my mom...who's been hounding me on this topic all year...) I got a summer job!
Today was my first day working at the Stanford Theatre. I know...I know....STANFURD theater...boo hiss etc. But hey...it's a cool place. If you've never heard me talk about it...the Stanford Theatre is a completely restored movie 'palace' from the 1920s in Downtown Palo Alto. It's owned by multimillionaire David Packard (son of the P in HP). They only show classic movies from before the 1960s. The place is like a time-warp, and a lot of people go there for a fun, classy, (and relatively inexpensive) night out.
My coworkers are really friendly and fun to work with. This in a way, is my first REAL job...or at least my first real job in the service-sector. My internship with the city was a very cushy job, mostly research and learning about the field of city planning. Stuff I am comfortable doing.
I was kinda nervous starting today, I had NO idea how well I would do doing things like cashiering, and working in costumer service. Research on a historic building? No problem. Updating a city's zoning map? I can do it. Meeting with city council members? Sure thing. Adding the cost of a box of Milkduds, a large Popcorn, and a medium and small Cherry Coke in my head while getting the order at the same time? Yikes.
But everyone told me..."don't worry about it!"..."cash registers are easy to use." But get this....NO cash register....NO calculator....just me, behind the counter in the lobby, counting in my head, pouring drinks, getting popcorn...by myself for the first 10 minutes are so right at opening. My worst nightmare! Hehe, not really...it was scary and tough, but I got through it. The people are really friendly and patient...which is one reason I thought it would be good to work there. My manager and then the other worker came to my rescue later on, and things ran smoothly after that.
They told me I'd get used to adding up the prices in a few weeks. But come this Friday...I'm brining my own calculator. :-)
Friday, May 23, 2003
Wait....
How'd that happen? ....I'm an upper classman now? Halfway through college. Halfway to some unknown post-Berkeley future. High school was two years ago already. Two years! Have I changed? Of course. How can't you?
Berkeley. Berkeley rocks. I love it here, and seeing people walking around in their caps and gowns sorta scares me, while it makes other people jealous. I hear a lot of unsatisfied grumbling, and some of "I can't WAIT to get out of here!" But that's not me. Maybe that'll change in two years. Maybe I'll get cynical and tired of being here, but I hope not.
I get attached to places...and to the moment I'm living in. I'm not one who always is looking for the next best thing, ready to jump into the future hoping it will be better there. I'm always a little reluctant to take the next step. Nostalgia is in my soul, and it always has been.
So packing up and leaving La Loma is kinda tough. I like my room. It's a nice, big room with a pleasant view. I know I'm going to miss being this close to campus next year. But I'm looking forward to moving into our house. It's exciting to start something new. I guess what's really tough is the thought that I can never come back to this time and place. When I walk out of that door tomorrow, a year will be officially over. I'll be walking into something new ....the last half of my undergrad life. I hope its as good as the first half...I hope its even better.
How'd that happen? ....I'm an upper classman now? Halfway through college. Halfway to some unknown post-Berkeley future. High school was two years ago already. Two years! Have I changed? Of course. How can't you?
Berkeley. Berkeley rocks. I love it here, and seeing people walking around in their caps and gowns sorta scares me, while it makes other people jealous. I hear a lot of unsatisfied grumbling, and some of "I can't WAIT to get out of here!" But that's not me. Maybe that'll change in two years. Maybe I'll get cynical and tired of being here, but I hope not.
I get attached to places...and to the moment I'm living in. I'm not one who always is looking for the next best thing, ready to jump into the future hoping it will be better there. I'm always a little reluctant to take the next step. Nostalgia is in my soul, and it always has been.
So packing up and leaving La Loma is kinda tough. I like my room. It's a nice, big room with a pleasant view. I know I'm going to miss being this close to campus next year. But I'm looking forward to moving into our house. It's exciting to start something new. I guess what's really tough is the thought that I can never come back to this time and place. When I walk out of that door tomorrow, a year will be officially over. I'll be walking into something new ....the last half of my undergrad life. I hope its as good as the first half...I hope its even better.
Thursday, May 15, 2003
ihanah: i heard a nasty rumor about you mr perry
ihanah: *gasp*
ihanah: you havent watched the matrix!!!!!!!??????????????????!!!!!!!
Nap98: nope. haven't seen it
ihanah: *smack*
Nap98: is it any good?
ihanah: thats it
ihanah: i disown you!
ihanah: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ihanah: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Nap98: val kilmer's in it right?
Nap98: or..was it vin diesel
ihanah: *cringe*
Nap98: i know its someone with a V
ihanah: youre kidding me right
ihanah: i can never ... look at you the same way...
Nap98: so...val kilmer right?
ihanah: *gasp*
ihanah: you havent watched the matrix!!!!!!!??????????????????!!!!!!!
Nap98: nope. haven't seen it
ihanah: *smack*
Nap98: is it any good?
ihanah: thats it
ihanah: i disown you!
ihanah: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ihanah: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Nap98: val kilmer's in it right?
Nap98: or..was it vin diesel
ihanah: *cringe*
Nap98: i know its someone with a V
ihanah: youre kidding me right
ihanah: i can never ... look at you the same way...
Nap98: so...val kilmer right?
Monday, May 12, 2003
Señor Cadbury El Pescado de Alviso has gone to the giant fish bowl in the sky.
Señor was a good fish, he was blue. Blue is a nice color. I hope that wherever he is...he's still blue...because I don't see how anyone would like him if he was some other color.
Time for a new fish!
I think I will name the new fish Señor Cadbury El Pescado de Alviso el Segundo. Or maybe Bob...Bob the fish. Or maybe Finny. The options are endless.
Señor was a good fish, he was blue. Blue is a nice color. I hope that wherever he is...he's still blue...because I don't see how anyone would like him if he was some other color.
Time for a new fish!
I think I will name the new fish Señor Cadbury El Pescado de Alviso el Segundo. Or maybe Bob...Bob the fish. Or maybe Finny. The options are endless.