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June 2013

2 posts

So my co-worker just accidentally told me that my work friends are planning a farewell lunch for me next week - the lunch that I thought was just with my boss and another girl on my team because both of our birthdays just passed.

I’ve always wondered what it’s like to have a surprise ruined - it’s hilarious!  No really, the whole thing of her spilling the news and realizing what she just did and running away to hide behind some bookshelves was pricelessly comical.  

But now I’m hoping that they’ll scratch the idea because I cannot act, not one bit!

Jun 14, 2013

TV stands are really just horrendous looking things, and I’m only just now realizing it.

Jun 2, 2013

May 2013

9 posts

“The cultural expectations are that Asian women don’t have that kind of freedom to hang out, to go out with friends, to do the kinds of things most teenagers growing up want to do. In addition, Asian American girls are under pressure to be the perfect mothers and daughters and wives as well. They are often expected to be super moms in their near future who would be dedicated to their family and work a full time job at the same time.” —

Excerpt from “Young Asian American Women: Under Double Pressure” by Kristy Soyeon Kim [hardboiled] (via angryasiangirlsunited)

I listen to my colleagues from other cultural backgrounds discuss everything in terms of either family or career, and I’m always the one asking why do they think it has to be one or the other.  Of course now that I think about it, I realize I’ve lived my whole life with the expectation that I will have the 2 kids & husband, and I will have a kick-ass career.  Most [but not all] of my Asian female friends were raised with the same expectation, and while I would like to say that maybe that’s not so bad because we’re all doing pretty well in our careers and most are married or in serious relationships, I realize that none of us have kids yet so the supermom expectations haven’t kicked in and from what I understand, that’s when things get complicated.

May 25, 2013286 notes
“If I am right, then (religious fundamentalists) will not go to Heaven, because there is no Heaven. If they are right, then they will not go to Heaven, because they are hypocrites.” —

Isaac Asimov (via politicalprof)

Best quote ever.

May 21, 2013177 notes
Packing: Getting Rid of Exes

I found a bunch of notes and cards from the ex-before-the-ex, photos with him and of him, and also the two diaries I kept before Tumblr.  Even though I’ve already moved once since that breakup, I did it in such a rush that I didn’t get a chance to sort through things and get rid of the unwanteds.  

It felt a little weird today to throw out the notes and photos because it felt a little like I was throwing him out of my life, which I’m not because we’re good friends and even the bf is okay with that these days.  As for the diaries, I got all kinds of paranoid and ripped every single page out and then ripped them to several pieces because I didn’t want someone going through the recycling and being all like I just found the most melodramatic non-fiction ever.  So naturally I mixed up all the pieces and separated them into different bags.  And now that I think about it, I don’t think I’m supposed to put trash bags in the recycling bin…

May 20, 2013
Packing

3 days to pack about 80% of my stuff…I don’t even know where to START!!!!

May 20, 2013

But I don’t want to go back to work and deal with the past week’s emails and everything-is-a-competition attitudes!

May 13, 20132 notes
My BF's Mind
  • Me: [explaining 3D printers to BF and proceeding to express outrage about the gun thing]
  • Him: but think how easy it would be to get a dildo
May 10, 2013
“And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time.” —Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via simply-quotes)

Find myself thinking that a lot these days, especially as more and more people are sharing their stories of discrimination.

May 10, 2013862 notes
“If a girl is used to being the hottest girl in the room, she’s tired of hearing how gorgeous she is. Spill a drink on her and then act like you don’t care. She’ll want you. She wants to be noticed. Otherwise, why would she be out?” —Actual advice I just read in a comment. It had more likes than any good suggestions on how to approach pretty girls. (via browniehusband)

She does want to be noticed, but she doesn’t want you morons to ruin her beautiful clothes, you ugly destructive ape!!
[unless you’re Ryan Gosling or his twin or Adam Levine or his twin]

May 10, 20136 notes
Life at Full Speed

Thursday evening I flew to Ann Arbor for my last trip there - BF’s graduation.

Friday afternoon I met his parents.

Friday evening - he graduated.

Saturday - packed up his place and realized long distance is over. Got drunk with him and his brother, then played sober for his parents at dinner.

Sunday - road trip to Niagara Falls.

Monday - road trip through upstate New York, Pennsylvania, and Maryland to get to Arlington, Virginia.

Tuesday - apartment-hunting and finding the perfect apartment for him, which will also be our apartment after a few months.

Wednesday - can we slow down a bit, life?

May 7, 2013

April 2013

10 posts

Runs with Poodles: On being bold (or: I'm still a unicorn) → runswithpoodles.tumblr.com

runswithpoodles:

So, I’ve been seeing this guy for the last month or so, and I really liked him. Honestly, he was the first guy in the two years that I’ve been dating that I could actually see it become something, which was both awesome and kind of terrifying. And of course I didn’t talk about it on here much…

Oh gosh, I remember dating in Portland [example: most of this blog]…and all the damn run-ins that go with it!  And also all the men who just like to turn into something highly disappointing just when you start thinking maybe…  In retrospect, I’ve reached the conclusion that dating in Portland is great so long as you’re just doing it for fun; if you want some real though…I don’t know, it clearly didn’t work for me.

But umm, Unicorns are awesome, and so are all the women of Portland, so men of Portland as a general group really just need to get their shit together.

Apr 24, 201373 notes
...aaaand Just Like THAT,

In a completely and utterly unpredictable twist of life - 

My request to work from Houston was denied that Wednesday.  AKA I have to choose between staying at my current job, which I love, and moving forward with my bf, whom I also love.  Dilemma.

Thursday afternoon [very next day - not making this up], bf’s company called wondering if he would be open to a position in DC.

Following Wednesday, my company approved my transfer to our DC office.

Friday…bf and I are moving to DC in July and I get to keep my job and I get to try out the east coast!

Apr 23, 20133 notes
#moving east! #7th city

I want it all, and if the developments of the last two weeks have taught me anything, it’s that I WILL get it all, just not by sitting on my ass and not overnight.

Apr 21, 2013
#life is good
Apr 21, 2013136,255 notes
Apr 19, 20137,995 notes
Spaces in My Heart: WRM → spacesinmyheart.tumblr.com

Also saving this from the other blog because this man is still one of my favorite people even though I’m pretty sure the last time I spoke to him was over a year ago.  We regularly stalk each other on FB, like each other’s photos, and text about needing to have a catch-up session soon so we can tell each other about these significant others who are making us feel like all the romantic misery of our lives in Portland was worth it and in a very warm, fuzzy, comfy, favorite sweater kind of way he still has a big chunky piece of my heart.

spacesinmyheart:

Sometimes I wonder about this man.

Like every time I look at the only photo of us that exists. It’s the only photo I’ve taken so far where I look like I belong next to the man standing by me. You know, that harmony you see in photos with people who you know belong in your life?

Or when at the very moment that I’m staring at our picture and wondering, he suddenly pops up on IM to share some good news with me.  

Or when something reminds me of the first time we saw each other - one of those moments I’ve only ever read about; one of those moments that are supposed to happen only when you meet the eyes of your soulmate for the first time.

Or when I think about those nights when he held my hand as we slept - no matter who turned or got up during the night, every time I woke up enough to be aware of things, his hand was in mine.

Or when I recall his behavior during the time I was upset with him enough to not respond to any of his attempts to communicate.

Or when I remember that sex with him, drunk or sober, felt more like making love.

At those times I wonder if maybe he’s the One and our story will just take years to unfold.

But then I remember that I was never able to say “I love you.”  How can someone be the One if I’ve never been able to look into his eyes and tell him I love him?

Apr 14, 20137 notes
Spaces in My Heart: Those Days → spacesinmyheart.tumblr.com

Saving this as a reminder to myself [and anyone else who cares to take something from this] that even when I can’t see the light, the end of the tunnel is still there and my life for these last 7/8 months is the kind of place it leads to.

spacesinmyheart:

You know those days that feel like God is really testing you?

Those days when it’s really hard to stay positive and have faith that everything that is happening now is leading you to exactly where you’ll be the happiest?

Those days when you just want to slap the last group of stupid people you had to deal with across the face but instead you get in your car and you turn up the music because you promise yourself you’re not going to cry and Top 40 normally only makes you cry when stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic, but by the time you park your car at home you’re sobbing like someone just punched you in the heart?

Those days when you walk into your room and instead of hanging up your jacket you find yourself standing in front of the closet door and holding it like your favorite stuffed animal and wondering what you ever did to deserve this?

Those days when you feel silly for not being able to see the light at the end of all this and you know exactly what’s causing your temporary blindness but there is nothing you can do to resolve the issue and you’re the kind of person who lives on solutions and plan As and plan Bs and plan Cs?

Those days when you feel like the world can just go to hell but you’re going to cry yourself to sleep because that sounds just as good and cozy as the memory of being held by someone you know loves you?

This is the second time I’ve had one of those days in the last couple of weeks and I really don’t like it.

Apr 14, 20132 notes
Awesomeness Abounds: On Kate Spade. → sequinsandsideeye.tumblr.com

sequinsandsideeye:

I’ve been a loyal Kate Spade fan, nay lover, for years. One of my first indulgence bags was this boxy black nylon number that every girl on campus had. I loved Kate Spade. The bright colors! The beautiful clothing and accessories! I just knew I would be a fan for life.

So when it came…

Adding racist employees to my list of reasons to not spend my money at Kate Spade.

I have only ever owned one Kate Spade item and the reason is that I refuse to spend my hard-earned money on something that’s more expensive than the average item and falls apart quicker than stuff I can get at Forever 21.  Back in 2006, when I used to make about $12/hr, I treated myself to a Kate Spade tote, thinking since so many people were willing to pay their prices, quality must be great.  WRONG!!!  The handles started ripping a few months later and less than a year after I bought it, I ended up replacing it with a Coach [this is back when Coach’s idea of design was actual design and not just splattering their own brand all over].  The Coach was cheaper, had a bit more design to it, and best of all - I STILL OWN IT and whenever I carry it, people want to know where I got it [the only place you can see the Coach logo is on the inside lining]!  I used that Coach everyday for about two years and it’s still in amazing shape!  

Seriously, I can tolerate by ignoring bad or boring design, but I don’t do bad quality, I don’t care how cute the stuff is.  And I don’t do racism and [as a former retail employee] bad customer service.

Also, I suggest everyone tweet this @katespadeny and maybe get this girl an apology!

Apr 10, 20131,340 notes
Solution to Long Distance

BF will be moving to Houston in early May, and although his job will likely take him to many places so long as he’s willing to go, Dallas is not one of them.

I love my job, even on a bad day, and it’s not just about the work I do, or just about the environment, it’s the whole package.  And my department is spread out over several cities.  Unfortunately Houston isn’t one of them.

And I’m 110% over the long distance thing.  But not being with him is also not an option.

Solution, mostly provided by my boss: work remotely from Houston.  Officially submitted two weeks ago, approved by my boss’s boss, and this week it’s supposed to start moving up the chain.

Can I please get some crossing of fingers, Tumblr?  Thanks!

Apr 8, 20132 notes
#work
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