There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged...

...to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.

So it's been a long time since I've updated this thing, and I think the quote above holds a lot of significance. Blogging/journalism or whatever you want to call it, leaves an unbiased history of ones mindset at a particular point in time. It's enlightening at times to go back through the annals of your own history and observe just how drastically you've actually changed.

OKAY seriously, it's taken me way too long to write this entry. It's been on "draft" mode for almost a month. I have this whole potpourri list of things that I was going to write about, but now that I've procrastinated so long, I'm pretty sure most of it is out-dated. So this is the quick and dirty recap. No more bullshit. I wanted to write something substantial, but this whole time I've pretty much been suffering from writer's constipation (metaphorically speaking of course). My only hope is that if I strain really hard to push this entry out, future entries will let flow freely like...well you get the point. With that said, lets get this show in the road.


2008 Beijing Olympics:

So I was originally going to write about them, but time has come and gone, and it's way too late to start writing about past events. Plus I'm pretty sure everyone is Olympic-ed out, at least for another 4 years. Besides, you know the saying, a picture is worth a thousand words. So let's get several thousand words out of the way:

All hail white bikinis, wet bodies, tight abs, tighter asses, and beach volleyball cheerleaders. Let us not forget our international friends. All hail hot Paraguayan javelin throwers.

Work life:

What can I say about work. I'm pretty sure it's a love/hate sort of relationship, and that many if not all people experience that with their job. I think the work that I'm doing is great, and I'm glad that I'm getting to learn new things and get the much needed experience. But at the same time, the commute sucks, the hours are long, and lately, there's been way too much drama. It's like high school all over again. It's time to grow up and start acting like adults. Throwing tantrums, ignoring the problem, and telling flat out lies are unacceptable at any age. But despite all the crap, I think I'd still come just for my coworkers. They've come to accept me as one of their own, and though I am the baby, it's nice to be a part of that family.

Social life:

What social life? Work life is my social life... for the most part at least. But when I'm not chained to the lab bench or my cubicle computer, I try and flutter my social wings. There have been several events that have been quite memorable. One particular event that stands out involved camping, booze, and a dislocated knee. There's nothing like spending 5 hours in a hospital to get you back in touch with nature. I've also been partying it up with my Dvax crew, and surprisingly, got solicited by one of my friends. It pretty much went as follows:

X: I have a fear of dying a virgin.
X: When I'm like 85 (and still a virgin) and you're 84 (and if you're single/widowed)...I'm gonna call you on my 85th birthday
X: Be prepared!!
Me: LOL! Will do.
X: w00t!

What can I say, I'm a Picasso beneath the sheets, and everyone wants a piece of me. Reservations are available, though seating is limited.


...wow...even I can't believe I just wrote that. This entry just needs to be put out of its misery. Hopefully the writers constipation is over, because this has got to be the biggest literary piece of crap I've ever produced.