This morning I left my bag (giant tote) on the seat next to me.  No one sat next to me.  (I took a later bus from the one that sock-girl takes.) 

If that girl tries to sit next to me again, I am going to say calmly, “You can’t sit next to me.”  I really don’t care.  I am not going to keep moving because I get a window seat, which I like, and I sit in the part of the bus I like to (towards the front).  This is just ridiculous.  I don’t need to get that riled up that early in the morning.

My lunch from the cafeteria yesterday: marble re, pastrami, mustard, lettuce/tomato, and cole slaw/mac salad with a small root beer.  $5.15 for all of that.

See why I bento?  If I didn’t, I’d eat so much on a daily basis, I’d be about 20 lbs. heavier than I am now!  Or more, since I just lost that by bento’ing

My pathetic dinner.  Inside the bag is some onion rings, no burger for me.

And bento!  Somewhat simple but I am going to have a burger tonight if it kills me, so I need to ease up on my lunch. 

Oosh, my tummy hungry already.  Another 1.5 hours till lunch! 

Happy Tuesday

So, just now, the girl with the ugly Christian Dior bag (of “taking her socks off on the bus” and “talking on her cell phone next to me” fame) sat next to me on the bus again.  While the bus was mostly empty.  Question: how do you prevent someone from sitting next to you?  Should I just look at her, huff a little, and ask her to move so I can move to another seat?  I don’t understand WTF she keeps sitting next to me. 

Also, after I got off the bus, I was walking into my building and I almost stepped on a baby bird.  WELL, actually, I used to think/assume/not really think about it that they were baby pigeons but apparently they’re sparrows.  So not a baby bird, but a small one, and I stopped short and shit, I really almost stepped on it. 

Friday’s lunch (yes, my bento was chucked aside in favor of Vietnamese and the company of a good friend)

Mmm… bun.  Even better on a day like today but hell no am I going to bother trekking to C-town.  ACTUALLY… there’s a place that delivers… hmm hmm hmmmmm….

My Saturday.  For pictures of the food, check out… FF.

Sunday babysitting the nephews…

Always good eating with my family… (not shown: steak, hot dogs, chicken, etc. etc. etc.)

And more pictures but not for you to see.  Hehe.

Alright people, have a happy Monday~!

I was guzzling coffee from a convenience store machine.  I kept going back to the machine for refills.  This strikes me as hilarious because I routinely avoid caffeine, and in fact, only drink coffee on vacation, though in the dream I was at work.  Also… I’m that tired that even while sleeping, I’m dreaming that I’m trying to stay awake.  WTF? 

Anyway… not much to say… last night was a lot of fun… people seemed to like my salsa… so that’s good… I only snagged one picture of a dish, but then gave up as I just decided to eat… food was good of course !!!  I hope everyone posts their recipes soon !

The one dish I managed to take a picture of, which I also surprisingly really liked.  YUM.  (Beet salad)

Yet another new bento…

Pink again…

And, bento!  Though I am really craving Vietnamese food and am debating heading over to Chinatown for some bun and summer rolls.  Hmm, hmm, hmm…

Have a great weekend everyone!!!

This shit can only happen to me.  WTF? 

So yesterday, took the express bus home.  Sat in the very first seat, right in front of the door, cuz the bus was pretty crowded.  A couple of stops later, someone sat down next to me, young girl.  Whatever, I didn’t bother really looking. 

I had my sweater over me like a blanket because I was a little cold but didn’t want to wear it.  Okay.  No big deal.  About a stop before my stop, I started getting ready to get off.  I pulled my sweater off but the girl was sitting on it and didn’t bother moving.  I didn’t want to stretch my sweater, so I just looked at her until she finally shifted slightly so I could pull the sweater sleeve out, still stretching it.  ARGH.  Then, she reached down, “surreptitiously” pulled her socks off (in quotes because I saw her! and EW?!) and then put them in her purse.  Not only that, she chose to pull them off in my direction.  WTF??? 

When it was my stop, now, because of the way the seats are, most people on the express bus who sit on the outside part will GET UP completely to let the people on the inside part out.  This girl just shifted a little so I had to CLIMB over her.

WTF???

Seriously, this would have been a non-issue for today’s post had this morning not happened.  I swear.  That was just a small inconvenience, not even that amusing.

So today, the bus was surprisingly empty.  I took my normal seat, which I haven’t been able to sit in for a week or two cuz it’s been super crowded.  Leaned back and covered myelf with my sweater again and settled into my morning nap.  Mmm.

A few stops later, my eyes closed, I hear someone say, “Hiii,” a young woman’s voice, so my eyes pop open, and I look up and at… the same girl.  She wasn’t saying hi to me, to someone else on the bus, cool.  She chose to sit next to me even though there were a million empty seats everywhere (I mean, entirely empty rows, ok?).  I ignore her and close my eyes again.

Then I hear her talking.  In Russian.  I open my eyes and turn my head.  She’s on the phone.  I thought I heard her say “Bye,” so I turned back, but then she proceeded to have an entire conversation!  I couldn’t even tell if her conversation was going to end soon or WHAT.  I kept thinking “Say something. Do it, or get up and move.  But I like this seat.  Say something.  OMFG this girl is pissing me off.  OMFG.”  Then…

you guys might like this.  I actually thought of my Xanga and how this would make a better story if something happened as opposed to “this person annoyed me the whole ride.”  I thought of how it’s sad that I just complain and complain here and don’t take steps to make my life better – well, my commuting life, the rest of my life is awesome – I thought of Xanga and how I can make this a happy ending.

I turned my head and stared at her.  She pointedly ignored me.  I leaned my head on the chair and just stared.  I know she knew I was staring at her, too.  After about 30 seconds, I said plainly, “Do you MIND?” and she said “Sure, just one second,” (not in a nice way, actually, even though it sounds like it) and got off in 5 seconds flat.  I guess her conversation was already ending or I don’t know.  I DON’T KNOW, it wasn’t in English.  Maybe it was a fake conversation.  I don’t know, I really don’t. 

Seriously, WTF though?  There were empty seats all around but she chose to sit next to me, clearly sleeping or trying to, and make a phone call.  I was so farking irritated I wanted to punch her. 

And then later when I got a good look at her, I made a lot of rude judgements about her in my head.  Haha.

Anyways, I’m super busy again at work

and I LOST MY FUCKING GROCERY LIST.  You have no idea how much that annoys me, I make lists because I can’t remember things, so losing it is like… extra fucking sucky.  Sigh.

OMFG that looks so good.  I’m hungry now.  Sigh.

Happy Tuesday!

BEFORE ANYONE FREAKS OUT, I AM FINE.

I was crossing the street but it was pretty crowded/busy so I was on the edge of the crowd crossing… and I was trying to hurry because it was like 9:25 or something stupid, so as I’m skirting around someone, the stupid cab waiting at the RED LIGHT must’ve eased his foot off the brake while not looking, and for some idiotic reason took it off altogether, because he nudged me, and since I was rushing and wearing heels for the first time in who-knows-how-long (well, heeled sandals, which is a bit worse in some ways, I think), I lost my balance and toppled over and someone caught me.  Phew.  I was pissed!!!  I thanked the person and wanted to run over to the guy’s window and slap him but I figured it’s too early on a Monday morning.  Plus no harm no foul right?  I didn’t fall, I’m fine, so.

The bus ride this morning was interminable.  I wished desperately for guy angry about noise to be there.  There were two women chattering loudly in Russian the whole ride, and behind them, a woman talking soooo loudly on her phone, I wanted to reach across and bitch slap her.  I am just too passive sometimes.  Sigh. 

Speaking of being ignored, yesterday was interesting.  This is at least the 2nd time in my life I’ve been ignored while volunteering directions.  See why I hate people and don’t try to help them?

I boarded the 7 train at Main Street to go to Shea Stadium, one stop away.  There were a couple of other people in my car (which, coincidentally, lets you off right in front of the stadium) that were clearly going to the game, since they were wearing jerseys, hats, etc.  WHITE PEOPLE.  (The 7 train generally has minority passengers except on game days/nights.)  So the train was waiting in the station for a few minutes, and then boards this middle aged white man with his teenaged son.  He looks around, then makes a beeline for the old Asian man sitting next to where I’m standing (and I have my Mets hat on, thanks), and asks him first, “Do you speak English?”

Now, if you know anything about immigrant/older Asian people, they don’t trust people, and they certainly want to know wtf you want to know if they speak English or not first.  To top it off, that’s pretty fucking rude to assume he doesn’t!  (BTW, while in New Orleans, my (Asian) friend and I were approached by white tourists who asked us if we spoke English.  While we were examining a trolley map and discussing it loudly.  In English.)  So the old man says slowly, “A little…” and the stupid tourist guy says, “Does this train go to Shea?”

Ok… the old Asian guy doesn’t hear or doesn’t understand “Shea” so he says “Where?” and the guy repeats himself a little impatiently.  So I jump in to save the old guy and am like, “Yeah, it goes to Shea Stadium,” and the white tourist guy ignores me!  He’s literally standing only a foot away from me.  I give him the benefit of the doubt as he asks the guy again and is gesturing, I guess to explain what a stadium and baseball is?!, and I cut in again, “Yeah, it goes to Shea,” and he ignores me AGAIN!  So finally, someone else on the train jumps into the conversation and says “She’s not lying to you, dude, the next stop is Shea Stadium,” and the tourist guy looks a bit miffed and actually has the nerve to mumble “Oh well I wasn’t asking her,” and look away.  WHAT THE FUCK?  Why didn’t you ask any of the white people who clearly spoke English (they were talking to each other… about the game they were going to)???  Why didn’t you let me tell you in my perfect English that yea, it goes there?!

What a DICK. 

(The last time I was ignored while trying to give directions was the opposite, actually, when a Chinese woman approached my Chinese-non-speaking friend for directions and I tried to give them to her, but she rallied on and ignored me.  Because I don’t look Chinese enough for her apparently.  Well, my Chinese is much better than the other girl, who looks much more Chinese, so the girl just waved her on with shrugs and “I don’t speak Chinese! Let her tell you!” and the woman just huffed and turned away.)

THIS IS WHY I AM NOT NICE TO PEOPLE!

Great game btw.  HEHEHE.  Some awesome plays by both teams but in the end only one could reign supreme and that’s MY team!  MY house, what!  *does a little dance*

‘course, the stupid game started at 8, so I got home at like midnight and then couldn’t sleep until 1 cuz I was still amped up.  AH well.

Obligatory pictures of the weekend!

Oh my delicious pork ribs.

After dinner drinks.

Brunch on Saturday.

Ping pong after brunch.

Snack after ping pong.

And my Sunday night.  (The day was spent cleaning, grocery shopping, running errands, as most Sundays are.)  (I realize the ticket says 1 pm but they changed game time to 8.)

And yet another shot of my baby at bat.  He did well last night.  The whole team did.  But him… oh damn, I was seriously getting goosebumps watching him.  Sigh.  If only he liked Asian girls.  Wait a second, who DOESN’T like Asian girls?!  Hahahaha

Finally, my bento.  Details up on ALL MY BENTO ARE BELONG TO ME in a bit.

***Gosh it’s taken me all day to be able to post this.  So busy at work lately!  Eeesh.

One more post about Rachael Ray’s stupid scarf and I’ll scream. 

For serious.

HAND TO GOD.

SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY NO ONE FUGGIN CARES

Aside from receiving the most giggle-inducing, snort-making news I’ve had all year, I just can’t help but enjoy this upswing in moods.  The sun is shining, I’m going to see some of my very favorite people tonight for real barbecue (which I love, I don’t know, smokey, delicious, fatty pulled pork is just… yum!), tomorrow grilling it up out in the boonies, Sunday going to see my other love (David Wright) whip the Dodgers soundly – oh and last night’s game, yay!…I have a fantastic life.  And someone even said to me yesterday: “I wish I were you, you have so much fun!” (to which I responded: “You can do the same though, you just choose not to.” 

I’m on a huge upswing!  I know, the greater the swing, the harder the fall, but we’ll see…

It gets better though: I got this email this morning.  Read this.  I can’t get over how funny this is – it’s an email from Time Warner telling me about the special discounts I’m entitled to as a customer, and about some special programs that are upcoming.

Because those are certainly the things I remember about 2001.  P. Diddy on trial for gun charges.  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.  Ummm… no.  Maybe the other two, and I hope they explore a lot of other stuff that happened that year as well (it was a special year for me, too… I turned 21, for one thing…) – but come on.

And to start my day even better… this morning on the bus.  *giggle snort giggle*  I’m giggly lately.  Well, there was a guy sitting across the aisle from me.  He made a phone call and was talking intermittently loudly and normal voice.  Bear in mind, it’s early in the morning, we’re all snoozing on the bus, some of us are reading, whatever.  While he’s talking, a guy two rows ahead of me stood up and glared at him twice.  I don’t think the old guy on the phone noticed.

Then a long while later, the old guy’s phone rings, and he’s holding it in his hand while it rings, and he waits to pick it up.  It’s a pretty loud ring.  WTF?  Just pick it up!  So he finally picks it up, and he starts talking, and suddenly he’s saying really loudly “No, NO, NO!” and the young guy gets up, walks over to him and shouts, “CAN YOU KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN???” and walks away.  The old guy keeps talking on his phone but a lot quieter and starts holding his book in front of his mouth to ostensibly block out his voice.  HAHAHAHAHA. 

As he’s getting off the bus 15 minutes later, the old guy walks by the young guy’s seat and leans over and says – still really loudly – “I want to apologize for -” and the young guy cuts him off, “Don’t apologize to me, apologize to THEM *gestures to all of us* because WE DIDN’T PAY $5 TO HEAR YOUR PHONE CONVERSATIONS” and I guess he pointed at the old man.  The old guy is kind of taken aback – he was being polite and apologizing, but the young guy was kind of aggressive – and the old guy steps back and says “Don’t point at me!  Don’t you point a finger at me!”

“Well I just did!”
Old man continues walking off the bus at this point (he’d stopped to apologize) and says “NEXT TIME YOU POINT A FINGER AT ME, I’LL BREAK IT”
“I’D like to see you TRY!”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA… omfg… it was so great… the young guy was really just expressing how we all felt about the loud phone call.  It’s unnecessary!  It’s freaking 8 am, do any of us need to hear your phone conversation (well, there’s no time that we do, but it’s worse in the morning)!!! 

Oh I am so glad I caught this bus this morning… $5, complete with a show!  Hehehehe

Dinner last night, along with two rice bowls of miso soup & mushrooms

And today’s bento!  Hee!

Alright ciao ciao cuz I’m swamped with work!  But have a FANTASTIC weekend everyone, I know I will

Congratulations to T&E and S&C!!!  Both 11 years in the making… awww  

Still, no weddings that I am going to, which those of you who have been going to tons of weddings already – yes, we’re at that age – would tell me to be thankful for.  And I am, in a way, I hate having my weekend plans dictated so far in advance and depending on the group of friends, already knowing that I will have a marginally good time at best… but on the other hand, I am kind of eager for my closest friends to get married, because I would just be that happy for them…

Totally different topic: Has anyone read “The Secret Lives of the Sushi Club” (aside from the 4-5 people I lent it to)?  I thought of the book last night after I finished reading “The Chocolate Lover’s Club“.  (Yes. I’ve read Fight Club. I love books with the word Club in the name?  Interestingly- or perhaps not- the book I wrote has a temporary title of “The FC Mystery” where FC stands for Foodie Club.  I’m just kidding about loving books with the word Club in it.  Chocolate Lover’s Club was a gift, and Fight Club was just an excellent book.  Seriously.  Much better than the movie, but made better by my having seen the movie already and using the same actors in my mental movie.)  ANYWAY… you’d think The Secret Lives of the Sushi Club was, like, a chick lit, right?  All fluffy and shit?

WELL IT’S NOT.  It has terrorists and bombs and people dying and it just is way too serious for its title.  I was pretty mad about the false advertising.

Anyway, I’ve been getting slammed at work left and right.  So odd to be this busy on a gorgeous wonderful day!  I slept at 1:30 am and yet, woke up happy and continued to be happy throughout the morning.  I even made the earlier bus (I’ve been catching the bus that makes me 2 minutes late for work every morning for the past week… booooooo….) and went promptly to sleep in my seat, not even waking when someone sat next to me!  How awesome is that? 

I’m in a great mood, and I think I know why…

Look!!!  I actually bothered with a halfway decent bento that isn’t just 2 items in each box.    So I figured out.  It’s a vicious cycle.  Go to sleep late, wake up groggy and don’t bother with making a decent bento, feel worse throughout the day knowing lunch is pretty crappy… So today I’m actually feeling good, so I think that’s really why.  Fascinating! 

My dinner last night – miso soup with mushrooms.  Damn tasty if you ask me.  It kept me full until about midnight… had I gone to sleep before that, I’d have been fine… oh well.    Can’t win them all!

Have a great Thursday everyone!

Guilty, slightly off kilter pleasure: hot chocolate and cheese crunchies (cheez doodles or cheetos, whatever I can get my hands on).  I don’t know, it just comforts me in a way that sometimes, other combinations can’t.  (Did I mention this is for breakfast?)

Walking to the bus this morning, saw an empty coke bag on the floor.  Interesting.  I used to wonder/postulate that the kids in my high school didn’t do drugs (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH… little did I know) because they’re too darn expensive.  Coke is a designer drug, right?  How much must it cost?  Imagine my surprise when I found out that “20-bag” doesn’t just refer to weed!  The more you know… (although I don’t know how high that’ll get a regular user.)

Such random thoughts. 

Why does NY1 keep LYING to me about the weather?  Yesterday: “Rainy all day” and today “Bright and sunny, warm all day”.  Yesterday I wore my g’damn rain boots and felt like an idiot, and today I’m wearing a skirt and short sleeved shirt and am COLD.  Annoying, annoying.

Last night, the weather here was warm, thick, suffocatingly humid.  I thought, “Someone flicked a switch and here we are, end of May, suddenly summer… just like that.”  I’m not sure what to make of today, I’ll have to go outside during lunch to see if it really is summer, but if it is… how do you like that for NYC season transition? 

Random thoughts, random thoughts.

I need to go grocery shopping.  However, I did manage to make dinner for myself last night, and create something for bento today.  (The chicken didn’t defrost in time, so no go on that for bento.)

Yummy.  Love those Taiwanese XO frozen dumplings.

Yummy!  What a lovely looking lunch, the first in a long while.

Anyways, I’m off to attempt to work. 

Ciao ciao!

Dang, I got taken care of this weekend.  It’s an unusual feeling for the caretaker to feel taken care of, y’know?  I have a bunch of really funny pictures but instead of putting them here, I’m just going to put them on Facebook.  Neener neener neener. 

Ooh… but then I won’t have much to talk about.

Well, baby booked and planned a trip for the two of us (swoon!) to Ocean City, MD.  So we went.  Unfortunately I was so tired, that by the time we arrived the first night, I took a nap and didn’t wake up until the next morning.  Oops.  I guess I wasted a day, but oh well, that “nap” was necessary and added to my enjoyment the next day.

Hmm… going through my pictures, I don’t feel like sharing any on Xanga.  Oh well. 

But we both got terrific sunburns, his much worse than mine (despite the fact that we’re both equally Irish! Hah!), though right now it hurts to be wearing clothes.   

We ate tons of fun food, middle America cuisine (ie, places I can’t find in NYC, not for lack of trying: Cracker Barrel, Denny’s, Dairy Queen… yum yum!), and played mini-golf… it turns out I’m lefty…  saw some crazy religious people… saw a couple of fun things… well, yeah.  Had a great time and hit up a bunch of middle America stores too.  I love middle America for a few reasons… not first of all because of the food

Okok I’m going to run now, but here’s a pic of my lunch.

(I didn’t get home until 10:30 last night, so excuse the boringness.)

Have a nice Tuesday!