Monthly Archives: December 2005

Happy Holidays!

Wishing all of you the best of holidays . . . hoping you’re surrounded by loved ones, or at least people you can tolerate. 😉 I haven’t done the massive catching-up on e-mail that I planned for this week . . . somehow this week has zipped past me, even though I feel as though I haven’t done much. Many thoughts are swimming around in my head now . . . so more to come later. Coming “home” is always a somewhat bizarre experience for me, as I’m sure it is for most of you out there.

Got to hash this out in my personal journal before blogging, although I find that I’ve been avoiding that this week . . . the holidays beckon.

Anyway, Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah (to S. et al), Happy New Year, and all that jazz!



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With this quarter at school. Yay! Although I must say, I don’t feel the same sense of exhilaration that I used to feel in undergrad days of yore. I attribute this to not being as stressed out . . . and so the sense of relief at being finished isn’t as great. So instead of bouncing from one extreme to the other, I’m a bit more mellow all across the board. I used to think that stress pushed me to excel, and I think it did to some extent, but there are so many negative side-effects associated with stress (and eventually you get diminishing returns on stress–good lord, I’m still doing econ-speak from yesterday, yuck) that in the end it’s not worth it.

Even though I did my fair share of complaining this quarter, if I step back and look at it, it really wasn’t all that bad, considering. And now . . . I will tackle all of the things I’ve been putting off for the past three months. The bottom of my floor must be around here somewhere . . .

Last night, I went to a poetry slam with my friend, K.A. They had an open mic for the first 30 minutes or so. It was kind of hit or miss, but I must give all of those folks kudos for having the guts to stand up in front of a crowd and perform some very personal pieces. Then, they had their featured poet, who did an extended set. He did some very well-written, sensual pieces about love. I feel terrible saying this, but it was a bit odd hearing him perform these pieces while looking at him (he resembled a very disheveled, slightly scaled-down version of John Candy with longer hair). But he was definitely the best poet of the night. Later, they had the finals of a competition to see who would represent Seattle at the Individual World Poetry Slam Championship. I saw a woman perform that I’d seen two years ago at the Rainbow Bookfest . . . and she performed the same piece. Granted, I love the piece (it’s about how men shouldn’t mess with women they know they can’t handle . . . something about “don’t taste this sugar you know you can’t swallow” ahem), but I was hoping to hear something new from her.

I’ve never written poetry for myself or anyone else . . . I’m definitely more of a prose person. But I’ve been thinking lately about dabbling in it. Hmm, I’ve always been drawn to the arts. I think I have a natural affinity for them, but I don’t necessarily think I have an artist’s temperment, if that makes any sense. In some ways, I feel as though I’m Salieri–capable of recognizing genius, but incapable of producing it myself. I guess I feel as though we all have artistic sides to ourselves–it’s just that some people are meant to share their art with the world. What do I want to share with the world? It’s like what we ask ourselves when we try to figure out what our “career” will be . . . I think I have a better idea about what I want my mission in life to be, although it’s a work in progress. For now, I’m pretty happy with the steps that I’m taking towards fulfilling my contribution to the world, so I guess that’s enough.

Thoughts? Anyone else out there write their own poetry (for private or public view)? I know some of you do . . .


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Presents to myself!

Ok, I’m about 1/2-way through this final memo . . . gotta finish it up tomorrow.

In other news, I finally used the gift-certificate that L. gave me for my birthday (October . . . I hardly knew thee) today. I’m so excited! Margaret Cho’s Assassin DVD and Maureen Dowd’s Are Men Necessary? shall come to me soon. (Of course men are necessary. And Dowd thinks so, too. She’s super-cool.)


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Waiting for inspiration to strike

. . . so that I can finish this f*ing final memo for my public management class. If procrastination were an Olympic sport, I would be Bonnie f*ing Blair (does anyone get my nerdy speed skating reference?). Please pardon all of the foul language. It’s just simply amazing how many things seem fascinating once someone tells you that you “have” to do something (like an assignment).

But enough complaining/whining. What about some fun stuff? Like yesterday, ESO (Evans Student Organization) hosted the Evans Student Holiday Party. I love parties–an excuse to talk, eat, and avoid studying? I’m there. Also had to do the set-up/tear-down as an ESO officer. Prep began at 2pm with a run to Costco, where we debated over the merits of turkey roll sandwiches vs. ham-filled croissants. 10 bottles of Yellowtail shiraz (1 liter each)? Should be enough, considering we inherited a boat-load of white wine from an event the dean hosted. Found out one of the rooms we needed for the party was booked w/ another event until 5:30 . . . meaning decorations were last-minute and inventive.

Reality check: about 100 graduate students (and various significant others/friends) can be a hungry and THIRSTY bunch. Party began at 6pm–we were out of food and booze at 8pm. No problem, 2nd run for wine & keg ensued. The night passed quickly, mostly b/c I felt like I was running around the entire time, but it was indeed fun. We wore reindeer antlers. I was slightly drunk when we were cleaning up (I recall shouting “Happy Holidays!” throughout the halls of Parrington to the ESO president).

I had dinner tonight with R. and his friend, E. Wonton soup in the I.D. E. is going to be starting his career as a flight attendent with Horizon soon. How fun! I don’t think I could handle baby-sitting airline passengers, but it would be great to travel so much. We had some funny conversations, and I especially busted out laughing at R.’s impersonation of Zhang Ziyi’s attempt at English in previews . . . “I wantalifethatismine!”

Oh yeah, I blogged about this in the other blog: I e-mailed Roger Shimomura, told him I was a big fan and his work really resonates with me because I’m a Korean adoptee who grew up in KC but am currently a poor graduate student and can’t afford to buy his original work [$5000 lithographs] but would it be possible to maybe get a poster or a print or even a postcard? And he e-mailed me back the same day and said:
“Dear poor graduate student,
Send me your mailing address,
How cool! We e-mailed a few more times, and it looks like when I get back to KC, a Christmas surprise will be waiting there for me from him. He’s going to be spending the holidays in Seattle with his wife, children, and grandchildren.

*Sigh* and now it’s back to work . . . must write.


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