a real-ish post.

So I suppose this deserves an update of some kind, some kind of ordering of words that provide a view of what my life is like at the moment.

Today is a Thursday. I'm in the middle of a week full of tumult brought on by the instability of hormones, which is always makes for a good time and uncontrolled and uncontrollable crying. So I think I will make a list of my new favorite things.

1. I have been converted to baseballism, thanks to World Baseball Classic marathons. I rooted for Japan, because yes, it's true, I *do* have a crush on Ichiro. I won't justify it, I won't gush, because it's self-evident how amazing he is.



Also, Yu Darvish reminds me of my little bro for some reason.




2. Anthony Bourdain. I tend to overdose a little bit, but at the moment, reading A Cook's Tour and watching No Reservations are the only ways I can ground myself and get some perspective on life. Though recently, I've come to the conclusion that he might be irritated briefly by my cheery personality (see S.Korea episode), but I'd win him over, I'm sure.



3. Jo Koy. YouTube him. Watch this video. 'Nuff said.

I'm going to go try to dig my happiness out of my 10th floor windowless carrel now.

I hold grudges sometimes, like my mother.

This just isn't my week. Every thing I've planned to do, whether it's going to Boulder Beach, going to see Transformers, going to see Blue Scholars, having brunch or dinner with friends...none of it has worked out. Last night was my breaking point -- due to a fiasco of miscommunication, I completely missed the Blue Scholars' set at the 777-fest downtown. I got to see Lifesavas, but I was completely pissed the whole time. Which is unfortunate, but sometimes, I have a hard time letting go of these things.

But in the end, everything was fine. I met up with some friends, and we went to the Baby Bar to see James Pants spin. I danced my aggression out so I'm ready to face the world again.

And write poems, because I'm behind in the postcard poem game.