tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106956352009-03-01T00:25:05.885-08:00MODERN b0iA tapestry of quotations, musings, aphorisms, and autobiographical<br>reflections of a bachelor dad in Mission Viejo, CA.MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.comBlogger141125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-62878798593970402832008-06-17T16:21:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:27:59.137-07:00The wedding<img align="right" width="300" src="http://twitpic.com/img/2d59-3b9eb41f01d80576ee7da658ae9ea2e2.48584697.jpg" title="Our wedding cake—not quite what we ordered but very nice.">Yeah, so the wedding was great—a week and a half later and people are still talking about the party. I totally didn't expect this.<br /><br />Our parents really did a kick-ass job of everything. :-D<br /><br />We skipped the honeymoon trip to Santa Barbara, instead we both went back to work the Monday after the wedding and we're now really looking forward to our trip to South Carolina.<br /><br />Just about everything is set except for our transportation to the <a href="http://www.lawa.org/lax/">Los Angeles International Airport</a> from our home in Aliso Viejo. But with so many realtives in the neighborhood I'm not the least bit worried about it—if nobody steps up to the task an airport shuttle really isn't all that expensive.<br /><br />I used <a href="https://www134.americanexpress.com/consumertravel/travel.do">American Express Travel</a> to book our flights and rental car. I logged on directly to the <a href="Suburban Extended Stay">Suburban Extended Stay</a> web site to book the hotel room, I saved $30 per night for doing so! With taxes that was a savings of more than $210.<br /><br />The joys of saving online!<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wedding" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=wedding" alt=" " />wedding</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/travel" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=travel" alt=" " />travel</a>,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-6287879859397040283?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-70142093137862186172008-06-03T23:23:00.000-07:002008-06-03T23:33:50.212-07:004 days to go before the wedding<img title="One of the computer's at Hot Dogg's house is very old." align="right" src="http://www.warrencammack.co.uk/forsale/images/imac-green-Side.jpg" width="250">I've been spending most nights with my fiance at her place and while they have two computers at her home one is a 9 year-old iMac 333Mhz in a tiny closet that's as comfortable as using a computer in an airplane restroom. The other computer belongs to the porn-loving brother and its chock-full of, well I really don't know what but the hard drive is so full it's damn near useless.<br /><br />So I've not been able to chronicle the events leading to our wedding as I'd like to.<br /><br /><img align="right" src="http://www.bjsrestaurants.com/graphics/beer_logo_hefeweizen.gif">Today I order the beer keg. It's going to be a 15.5 gallon tank of BJ's HARVEST HEFEWEIZEN®. My mother was concerned about the guest enjoying it and so was Hot Dogg (my finacee) but I reminded her that this is our event and that the guests will have to deal with what WE like. :-D heh heh<br /><br />But I think those closest to us will enjoy it much: my mother (she doesn't like bitter beers and this Hefeweizen isn't particularly bitter), my dad (he'll enjoy the distinct fruity, spicy flavor) and Hot Dogg's dad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-7014209313786218617?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-37202559887314564922008-05-22T18:32:00.000-07:002008-05-22T18:46:20.372-07:00chronic boredom? Failed Fast<a href="http://olagunas.paunix.org/uploaded_images/0518081428-731937.jpg"><img title="Hot Dogg in Petaluma, CA during our trip to Norcal." style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://olagunas.paunix.org/uploaded_images/0518081428-731922.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I have this slight concern that I might suffer from Chronic Boredom or something along those lines (alas! might it be depression?). (see <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boredom#Psychology">BOREDOM:PSYCHOLOGY</a>)<br /><br />You see, there are a great many things I'd like to do and a great many things I do in fact start and can do well in. My concern stems from my inability to be engaged by the very things that interest me.<br /><br />The prime example that comes to mind and probably my single biggest concern is: SCHOOL.<br /><br />I find the courses I need to take fascinating and the material we are asked to read and the assignments we are asked to do are very thought provoking, but I still fail to bring myself to do them all and complete them.<br /><br />Why?<br /><br />Because I can't get myself to be engaged by them.<br /><br />It's not a problem with the task, it's a problem with me and it's keeping me from reaching my goals.<br /><br />**sigh***<br /><br /><br />Also, I really wanted to fast today, on my birtday, as I read this character do on his birthday in a very cool short story in this cool book title “<a href="http://www.akashicbooks.com/losangelesnoir.htm">Los Angeles Noir</a>.” But I didn’t want to lessen my chances of success with my Comic Spirit final exam today, so I ate. :-T<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-3720255988731456492?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-27648695947688739762008-05-13T00:18:00.000-07:002008-05-13T00:19:35.910-07:00Energy-drink free!I am glad to announce I have officially broken my addiction to Energy Drinks.<br /><br />I don't crave them, I don't have a head ache for not drinking it.<br /><br />Yay!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-2764869594768873976?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-84938348108093429902008-05-08T22:22:00.000-07:002008-05-08T22:30:03.417-07:00My energy drink addictionSo I've noticed traces of an addiction to energy drinks.<br /><br />Yesterday I went the whole day without consuming one. It was a little tough and I think it made me irritable and even a little melancholy.<br /><br />I visited my girlfriend—it was one of the shortest visits ever lasting only about an hour.<br /><br />All the chemicals in those drinks can't possibly be good for one's health. Many people it seems actually believe that the chemicals in these (such as milk thistle) are good and they might be—but that doesn't make the drink as a whole “good.”<br /><br />I can recall a time several years back when I could consume only half an energy drink and function properly—consuming a whole 16 ounce can meant jitters, increased anxiety and a sleepless night. Those were the times when I would have half a 20 ounce bottle of cola to give me a brain-boost before a test at school.<br /><br />As of late there had been days when one 16 ounces of energy drink weren't feeling like quite enough.<br /><br />My goal is to decaffeinate myself to the point of being able to actually feel a buzz with 10 ounces of cola once more.<br /><br /><center><img title="Consumed just before class at CSULB." src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_24438699.jpg"></center><br />Given that caffeine and most metabolism boosting chemicals are diuretics I'd often have water with my energy drinks—this adds to the cost of an energy drink addiction.<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/energy+drink" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=energy+drink" alt=" " />energy drink</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/caffeine" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=caffeine" alt=" " />caffeine</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-8493834810809342990?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-71964926428881982502008-05-08T13:41:00.000-07:002008-05-08T13:52:55.952-07:00Nader/Gonzalez 2008<center><img src="http://www.votenader.org/ui/img/nader-gonzalez-logo.gif" /></center><br /><br />I've never really been politically involved but I know that my right to vote is widely recognized as my single most important right granted by the U.S. Constitution.<br /><br />So, in an effort to have the option to vote for something I'll at least partially agree with in November of '08 I'm trying to learn more about Ralph Nader and his causes. Lets face it: Obama and Clinton have proven to be nothing more than career politicians detached from the reality of the American people in general. At this rate, it looks to me like the White House is going to John Mccain—candidate for perpetual war.<br /><br />So, join me this Saturday, May 10 at 3:30 p.m:<br /><br />Santa Monica Bay Woman's Club<br /><br />1210 4th Street Santa Monica, CA<br /><br />$10 contribution/ $5 student/low-income (no one turned away)<br /><br />MC is Jim Lafferty, Executive Director of the National Lawyers Guild LA and Interim General Manager of KPFK<br /><br />More Info Call - (213) 841-6042 or la4nader@gmail.com<br /><br />Yes, I know many attack Nader saying it was his fault that Bush took the White House in 2000 but he still remains the only one who offers real ideas to make the U.S. A truly better place.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Ralph+Nader" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Ralph+Nader" alt=" " />Ralph Nader</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Nader" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Nader" alt=" " />Nader</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-7196492642888198250?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-12311926795604045722008-05-05T00:00:00.000-07:002008-05-08T13:25:58.710-07:00...and another new look and template.Bleh!<br /><br />I feel that blog templates are a constant struggle. I am either “putting up with” the current one or in the transition of spending hours on tweaking one.<br /><br />I think I am set for now.<br /><br />I used one of the Blogger.com stock template and widened it by 100 pixels as I always feel they make them too narrow. Don't most people have decently wide monitors today? I think so, even the Internet cafes in third-world countries sport modestly wide screens. So why such a narrow width?<br /><br />I know that reading on a screen is tougher and more paragraph breaks are better, but those other template ARE JUST TOO narrow.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br /><br />P.S. Geez! Getting that Twitter.com widget to look the way I want it to can also be an unnecessarily big pain.<br /><br />P.P.S. HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO!<br />Apparently this woman is named MAYO:<br /><a href="http://www.iiv.ne.jp/juicy/collection/satomayo/"> <img width="450" src="http://www.iiv.ne.jp/juicy/collection/satomayo/images/main_pic.jpg"></a><br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Blogger" rel="tag"><img style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle; margin-left: 0.4em;" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Blogger" alt=" " />Blogger</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/blog+templates" rel="tag"><img style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle; margin-left: 0.4em;" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=blog+templates" alt=" " />blog templates</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-1231192679560404572?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-6179803038776827752008-05-04T22:03:00.000-07:002008-05-04T23:39:19.055-07:00Foot fetish and suchHow funny life can be with coincidences.<br /><br />Ok, so I was looking at <a href="http://blogcounter.com/">my blog's counter</a> statistics and I noticed that a whole two visits had come from this site: <a href="http://btwinny.wordpress.com/2007/06/18/fetishes/">http://btwinny.wordpress.com/2007/06/18/fetishes/</a> which is a blog post that I commented on. The post is about a child who over a period of three days during the summer of 2007 showed an unusual interest in his parents feet—hence the title “FETISHES.”<br /><br />I arrived at that blog by doing some sort of search, presumably related to "feet and fetish." You know me! I'm a bit of a perv and I have a “thing” for feet—especially my girlfriend's.<br /><br />Ok, but here's the funny coincidence:<br /><br />At the same time (as well as I type this) I was broadcasting my web cam via <a href="http://www.stickam.com/modernb0i">Stickam.com</a> and this guy I met there an uber-long time ago starts chatting with me.<br /><br />I look up <a href="http://www.stickam.com/mickyd878">his profile</a> (because I didn't recognize him at first by his username alone) and I recognize his face and recall that he has a fetish for male feet LOL.<br /><br />So I sent him links to pics I'd just edited of my own feet. LOL<br /><br /><center><br /><img width="250" title="Wearing my Rainbow sandals and my new blue polish from Hot Topic." src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v239/221/119/584923094/n584923094_507768_3871.jpg"><br><br><br /><img width="250" title="My left foot at CSULB while waiting for my Comic Spirit course to start; wearing stale jet black polish." src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_24438154.jpg"><br><br><br /><img width="250" title="My left foot in the car, with a relatively fresh coat of jet black polish." src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_24438153.jpg"><br><br><br /><img width="250" title="After my first pedicure; I was so stoked!" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_4334817.jpg"></center><br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/foot+fetish" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=foot+fetish" alt=" " />foot fetish</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/fetish" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=fetish" alt=" " />fetish</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/feet" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=feet" alt=" " />feet</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Stickam" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Stickam" alt=" " />Stickam</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-617980303877682775?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-18576120939181068472008-04-28T00:52:00.000-07:002008-04-28T00:57:11.447-07:00My first Twitter.com followerOMG!<br /><br />So someone is now actually following me on Twitter.com. (<a href="http://twitter.com/stitchit">http://twitter.com/stitchit</a>) The peculiar thing is that it's someone seemingly random.<br /><br /><img align="right" title="The avatar I use on Twitter.com" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/m_4334817.jpg">Ok, so I was looking at my web counter statistics for this blog and I noticed that recently at least two people have been lead here after searching for the term “MODERNb0i” and I found it a bit unnerving that it's the exact spelling I used on Twitter.com as well as several other accounts I've created.<br /><br />Well, I noticed that my Stickam.com account profile comes up with that search as well. So I said<br /><br />“WHAT THE HELL? Might as well discard all sense of privacy I have and broadcast myself via web cam whenever I'm online.”<br /><br />LOL<br /><br />Afterall, that's why I created a dang account with Stickam.com to begin with. Right?<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Twitter" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Twitter" alt=" " />Twitter</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Stickam" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Stickam" alt=" " />Stickam</a>,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-1857612093918106847?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-65767969437957084332008-04-20T23:36:00.000-07:002008-04-20T23:58:39.399-07:0040 little Secrets, Honest no matter what.ONE] Who was your last 3 texts from?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Ah, man. I hate survey questions like this. They are so boring. STUPID SURVEY! Ok, so these are the senders of my last three text message: 1. American Express 2. Miss J 3. Miss J.</span><br /><br /><br /><img align="right" src="http://a77.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/106/m_8b9296eb1af723c8b814bc6870465434.jpg" title="me">[TWO] Where is your display picture taken?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">My Myspace.com default profile photo was shot back in 1997 at the Laguna Hills High School gymnasium. HONEST!</span><br /><br />[THREE] What's your middle name?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I am not the hoity-toity type. No wanna-be upper-crustiness here.</span><br /><br /><br />[FOUR] Your current relationship status?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">WTF? Like what CODE LEVEL IS IT? Are you asking about my intimate relationship or about my relationship with the DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY? I guess it's uhm, CODE ORANGE!!!</span><br /><br /><br />[FIVE] Does your crush like you back?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Then it wouldn't be much of a crush would it? Well I guess it depends WHAT crush you're talking about and what you mean by “like.” Is it LIKE-LIKE or just “like?”</span><br /><br />[SIX] What is your current mood?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Sleepy but avoiding sleep because that's what I always do before 1 a.m.</span><br /><br />[SEVEN] What's your mom's name?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Laura Bush</span><br /><br />[EIGHT] What color shirt are you wearing?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Silver.</span><br /><br />[NINE] Would you kiss the last person you kissed?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">WTF? Like does this survey expect me to only kiss people once per lifetime? Yeah, in general I make it a habit to re-kiss the same people. If I've kissed you ONCE, I'll probably kiss you again. SO GET IN LINE! I like kissing.</span><br /><br /><img align="left" title="Black people scare me." src="http://www.tallarmeniantale.com/pics/Roosevelt-Eleanor.JPG">[TWELVE] Ever had a near death experience?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Oh, yeah. I make it a point to have one at least once a day. Like Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt said: “do one thing every day that scares you.”</span><br /><br />[THIRTEEN] Something you do a lot?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Other than, masturbate, use the bathroom, breath, check my e-mail, eat or pay taxes? I can't think of much at the moment.</span><br /><br /><br />[FOURTEEN] Angry at anyone?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Yes, at Dr. Rev. Marting Luther King Jr. for getting himself shot in a sleazy motel room. Bleh!</span><br /><br /><br />[FIFTEEN] Do you wanna see somebody right now?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><img align="right" title="Scarlett Fay" src="http://aipdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/scarlett-fay-1.jpg">Yeah, Aria Giovanni would be nice, or Scarlett Fay Is also real fun to see.</span><br /><br /><br />[SEVENTEEN] When was the last time you cried?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Last night at the grocery store with Miss J.</span><br /><br /><br />[EIGHTEEN] Who would you do anything for?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Anybody who happens to be holding a loaded gun to my big ol' head. Or threatens to end my lousy life. As lousy as my life might be if threatened I think it would suddenly not seem so lousy anymore.</span><br /><br />[NINETEEN] Who is your hero?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Robin Bush—because all she wanted to do was “watch cars go by.” (Robin was George W. Bush's sister who died when he was 7).</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY] What is the one thing you notice about the opposite sex first?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">WTF? Do I look like some sort of machine? I don't look at all people the same way. For me to notice ONE THING about anybody it has to stand out in one way or another and not all people are the same. STUPID SURVEY</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY-TWO] What's your biggest secret?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Gosh, it's a toss-up between WHAT I DID LAST SUMMER and WHO I DID THAT ONE OTHER TIME. lol</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY-THREE] Where is your ex?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Which one? My fav one is probably at the movies or at some party.</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY-FIVE] Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I've noticed that THEY watch ME now.</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY-SIX] What are you eating or drinking at the moment?<br /><img align="right" title="Chivas Regal" src="http://www.businessweek.com/the_thread/brandnewday/archives/chivas_regal.jpg"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Chivas Regal</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY-SEVEN] Do you speak any other languages?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">NO! English the only holy language God allows true Americans to speak.</span><br /><br />[TWENTY-EIGHT] Whats your favorite smell?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I like the smell of money in the morning.</span><br /><br /><br />[TWENTY-NINE] Describe your life.<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Well, lets see. I do not feel quite alive but not dead so I am UNALIVE or maybe UNDEAD Mwahahaha!</span><br /><br /><br />[THIRTY] Have you ever kissed in the rain?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Nah, my lover gets too cold too easily and she'd probably develop hypothermia before we could get around to kissing in the rain.</span><br /><br /><br /><br />[THIRTY-ONE] Do you like the rain?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Yes. I think it likes me back.</span><br /><br /><br />[THIRTY-TWO] Who are you thinking about right now?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Jaime, she just text messaged me.</span><br /><br />[THIRTY-THREE] What should you be doing right now?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Reading, writing, playing with my Nintendo DS lite.</span><br /><br />[THIRTY-FOUR] What is one of your favorite memories?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Anything involving hot sex.</span><br /><br /><img align="right" title="Colette PUSH" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u92/cesnak/Colette-Push2007-1.jpg">[THIRTY-FIVE] What are you listening to?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Colette's “Get You Over”</span><br /><br /><br />[THIRTY-SIX] Who was the last person you told I love you to?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Oh, some random person I saw on the street.</span><br /><br />[THIRTY-SEVEN] Who was the last person you yelled at?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">LOL, this one crazy lady who was trying to drive a HUGE suv but couldn't quite make it fit behind my sister's Nissan Sentra so she started honking frenetically and then I yelled at her.</span><br /><br />[THIRTY-EIGHT] Do you act differently around the person you like<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I suppose, because it seem they keep figuring out I like them LOL</span><br /><br />[THIRTY-NINE] What is your natural hair color?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Black with blue bangs. I think it must have been from exposure to that supernatural force field when I was young.</span><br /><br />[FORTY] Who was the last person to make you smile?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I don't smile. Smiling is for the weak. Do I look like a clown or something? :-P</span><br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/survey" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=survey" alt=" " />survey</a>,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-6576796943795708433?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-19503719695100473812008-04-17T14:35:00.000-07:002008-04-17T14:43:13.285-07:00<center><img title="My girlfriend." src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_24434810.jpg"><br><a href="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/24434810.jpg">[The G.F.]</a></center><br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. So I've been using this <a href="http://twitter.com/MODERNb0i">Twitter</a> thing and it's fun to send in all these updates. But just like this blog nobody ever reads it. It's like my little private narcissistic thing on the web. LOL<br /><br />P.P.S. I hate narcissists, but I'm probably the biggest one I know. <br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/girlfriend" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=girlfriend" alt=" " />girlfriend</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/photo" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=photo" alt=" " />photo</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Twitter" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Twitter" alt=" " />Twitter</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-1950371969510047381?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-67098191772832647422008-04-14T23:56:00.000-07:002008-04-15T00:00:45.672-07:00slowly bleeding to deathSo for several week now—maybe upwards of a couple months—I've been seeing blood on my two most regular secretions: poop and mucus.<br /><br />It's gross I know, so I won't go into much detail about physical characteristics but I must say that a great sense of sadness has overcome me in the last weeks.<br /><br /><img title="Marlie Moore. Isn't she a lovely sight?" align="right" src="http://blondeandbustybabes.com/img/marlie_moore.jpg">I've also gained weight in the last several weeks, not a huge amount—about ten pounds. But enough, nonetheless to distress me.<br /><br />Well, tomorrow I have my doctor's appointment to have this matter addressed and the odd thing is that this evening I received a call from my girlfriend asking to come along. I didn't know what to say, its exceptionally unexpected, but I couldn't see why. I know she cares about me and such but it just strikes me as peculiar that she take a sudden interest in my health.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. So Marlie Moore is the Danni.com Dannigirl. Doesn't she look great? :-D<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Marlie+Moore" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Marlie+Moore" alt=" " />Marlie Moore</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/bloody+stool" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=bloody+stool" alt=" " />bloody stool</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-6709819177283264742?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-20256411351057743542008-04-03T13:44:00.000-07:002008-04-03T13:55:16.625-07:00My non-wedding.On Monday night I had dinner with my girlfriend's parents at which point we were essentially going to ask for their blessing and their suggestions about our wedding plans.<br /><br />Well, it all fell apart when my girlfriend decided to let me know right there and then in front of her parents that she didn't agree with what we had already agreed on—having a small wedding with just family and the closest of friends in my parent's ample back yard.<br /><br />At this time when I was trying to come across as confident and a goof future husband of their daughter she starts saying she'd like to look at places and send out invitations to all these people she occasionally comes across at the mall who she met in grade school and such.<br /><br /><img title="Miguel's Mexican California Cocina is where we had our meeting Monday night." src="http://www.miguelsrestaurant.com/images/side_foothill.jpg" align="right" />WTF?<br /><br />My reply was: “Well, Ok. We'll just postpone the wedding a year or so to permit for the new plans.”<br /><br />I love my girlfriend very much and I do want to marry her I'm just not sure it's the best idea to marry her in two months.<br /><br />At this rate I honestly don't think it's going to happen—for better or worse.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. Our meeting was at the <a href="http://www.miguelsrestaurant.com/foothill.asp"><i>Miguel's Mexican California Cocina"</i> in Foothill Ranch, CA</a>. The food was expensive but fairly good. My stake was minimally seasoned, not to my personal liking. They also threw in a generous amount of handmade flour tortillas—more than I could finish WHICH MEANS <b> A LOT</b>, I'm guessing it was at least a half dozen. Compared to the usual three or so of most places.<br />I found it curious that they called themselves not a Mexican Restaurant but a Mexican California Cocina, but it makes perfect sense when you taste and see the food. Given that everything can be served with beans and rice and the Flan (custard) comes served in a Margarita glass with whipped cream—sooo NOT mexican. LOL :-P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-2025641135105774354?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-9852651913104595912008-03-31T22:54:00.000-07:002008-03-31T23:00:41.512-07:00Getting married—or not?So my girlfriend and I have decided to get married in June. With the first of April being closer than the end of this blog post—as I write this it's still March 31—we have two months to sort things out.<br /><br />The thing that saddens me is my doubt.<br /><br />I'm starting to wish this whole marriage thing could just go away.<br /><br />You see, I really like my girlfriend and I enjoy spending time with her and she is a good friend and such, but at I'm starting to fear her childishness and her severe indecisiveness.<br /><br />I know that I myself am being indecisive in my decision to marry her—but it's just that fairly recently it came to my attention how much like a child she can be.<br /><br />She can take hypocrisy to a whole new level: while telling me she cares for her mother and respects her, she disregards her mother's requests and basically gives her own mom a big “F%$# YOU!”<br /><br />It's like a person who is starting a tire fire WHILE giving a speech about saving the enthronement.<br /><br /><img title="Amy Reid—I soo didn't know she was a porn actress. LOL" align="right" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/24432863.jpg">You know?<br /><br />At least the priests who had sex with minors didn't have sex with them WHILE they were giving mass.<br /><br />To add insult to injury, as I'm explaining to my girlfriend why she should fulfill her mothers EXTREMELY SIMPLE request she walks away ignoring me.<br /><br />I promptly remind her she's not my daughter and I'm not her father to be walking away from me like I'm some mentally ill vagrant in the street. It was at this precise moment that doubt filled my mind and I haven't been able to shake it fully.<br /><br />Do I really want to commit to a woman who can't commit to herself?<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/marriage" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=marriage" alt=" " />marriage</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/relationships" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=relationships" alt=" " />relationships</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/girlfriend" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=girlfriend" alt=" " />girlfriend</a><br /><br />P.S. OMG! I didn't know Amy Reid did porn, I figured she only did nudy pics. Isn't it amazing how we learn new things every day? I've always liked her dorky looking nose/mouth combo. So goofy in a cute turn-on way. :-D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-985265191310459591?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-81371171557185053342008-03-27T00:15:00.000-07:002008-03-27T00:56:43.767-07:00Tax troubles—well, kinda.<a href="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_4104476.jpg"><img align="right" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/m_4104476.jpg" title="Jean-Philippe the man at the center of all this."></a>Ok, so last year I decided to allow my ex-wife to pay for my son's medical insurance in exchange for claiming him on her income tax filing.<br /><br />I don't regret having done this but it's quite funny that it cost me $2700 more than I expected.<br /><br />That's right.<br /><br />$2700 more than the $1000 child tax-credit I was expecting to give up for a total of $3700 in <b>EXTRA</b> taxes paid on my behalf for 2007. Oh, by the way: my 2007 income was about 50 percent of what it had been during my years married to the ex.<br /><br />What I didn't take into account was that with my son on my filing, I was able to file as “head of household” and get several other credits.<br /><br />It's only money so it doesn't bother me—I do in fact find it quite funny.<br /><br />My ex-wife has already cost me $100k+ over the years, so an extra $3.7k is only an extra teardrop in that chum bucket of a relationship between us.<br /><br />There are two things that make this somewhat more palatable: I still got a refund (the smallest one since I was 19—when my dad still claimed me as a dependent) and my tax filing preparation bill was half of what it would've been with my son.<br /><br />Bleh.<br /><br />I could have done a lot with 3,700 extra dollars.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/income+tax" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=income+tax" alt=" " />income tax</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/taxes" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=taxes" alt=" " />taxes</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-8137117155718505334?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-9973552317535181832008-03-20T23:25:00.000-07:002008-03-20T23:35:26.340-07:00I'm shitting blood.Here's a quick update of what's going on in my life:<br /><br />I'm down to three units of coursework at school—I dropped my English course given I failed to finish an assignment worth about half the course grade.<br /><br /><img align="right" src="http://panther.toyboxxx.com/images/pornstars/front/271745.jpg">I am once again defecating blood—this time it's quite bad: clots and even gooey white stuff. Last time the cure seemed to have been loosing weight, but this time I'm already about 30 lbs lighter than last time.<br /><br />I am considering joining the military because I want to serve my country and I've always liked the idea of having military training and the thought of starting my own security firm excites me.<br /><br />Well that's that for now.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. I just like Avena Lee, that's why she's in this post--no other reason.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-997355231753518183?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-37828255909837573092008-03-13T16:21:00.000-07:002008-03-13T16:31:06.775-07:00Good Morning Vietnam<img align="right" src="http://victoryatseaonline.com/war/vietnam/images/good-morning-vietnam.gif">I watched “Good Morning Vietnam” with sister r00b$ last night given it’s required for our Comic Spirit course at Long Beach State—and we’ll be discussing it as soon as I’m done with this post.<br /><br />I know I’d seen it before but it was all new to me. I honestly felt like I’d never seen it. I guess that’s what happens with movies one hasn’t seen in more than twenty years.<br /><br />I don’t recall exactly where I saw it but I’m thinking it was at the theater during its original release in 1988.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Robin+Williams" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Robin+Williams" alt=" " />Robin Williams</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/film" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=film" alt=" " />film</a>,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-3782825590983757309?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-2216646160080756862008-02-13T00:25:00.000-08:002008-02-13T00:27:50.290-08:00The breakup details<IMG width=250 src="http://brianmpei.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/break-up.jpg" align=right> Hello boys and girls; <br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Some of you have requested details regarding my recent break up. And it would simply be rude of me to not appease my fans.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Ok here it is:</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">So it came to seem like breaking up my relationship with my (now former) girlfriend would be a good idea.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I hadn't seen her in several days and she'd not been responding to text messages or calls claiming she'd left her phone in her mom's car or at home. I found this hard to believe given she has my number memorized (she could have called from her work phone or something).</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><EM>Ugh, never mind all this.</EM></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><EM>Let me cut right to the end...</EM></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Ok, so I tell her, "I don't want to be your boyfriend anymore."</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I've been nervous as hell the whole time and my hands have been sweating since the moment I arrived at her house—which was some two hours earlier.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><EM>Gosh, I'd rather not write about this.</EM></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><EM>Ok, let me wrap it up.</EM></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Uhm, so she said "It's Ok. Because I don't want someone like you in my life"</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">That hit me in the gut like a stray full-speed soccer ball at the park.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><STRONG><IMG width=250 src="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2007/09/19/suicide_6697.jpg" align=right>It made me feel so pathetic.</STRONG></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">My point is:</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Going in to the conversation I was worried about her feelings and concerned about hurting her.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">As I left her house for the last time I felt embarrassed, pathetic and lame.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I didn't expect her to keep her cool so well.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Her voice didn't wobble like it always did in emotionally charged times, she kept looking me straight in the eyes—I was the one avoiding eye contact.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I came out intimidated, with a terrifying sense of loss.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I came out heartbroken— but not because of the unavoidable rupture.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I came out heartbroken because I realized her desire to get rid of me was greater than my desire to end our relationship.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">You see dear reader, I didn't hate her.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I just felt I wasn't a good boyfriend and I felt she didn't offer many of the things I now wanted in a intimate relationship.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I waked away realizing she despised me.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I realized she was still laundry bagging things against me.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Gathering dirty rags I'd spoken without realizing, letting them stink up and now she held them all against me.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">The worst part is that the very things she held against me were never intended to hurt; some were complete misunderstandings such as:</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I made a comment about a Time magazine article she'd read that went something like: "there are people who get perfect grades but manage to learn nothing." In her mind, it was an assault on her.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Another comment was about a certain 5 year-old who has been exposed to pornography, eats ice-cream for breakfast regularly and has binged on Red Hot Cheetos to the point of vomiting red and being told by a doctor to get off the cheetos-only diet. To that I said something like " gosh, someone like that might just shot her entire family to death by age 12."</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">According to her I said something like, "you are going to shoot this child's family to death."</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">I don't know how that happened, but I don't blame her misunderstanding given that I can mumble at times.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Anyway, I am rather glad she hates me so much.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">That way she'll probably not even miss me.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">***SIGH***</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Because I sure as fucking hell already miss her.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">:-(</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Fuck.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">-oScar</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">Technorati tags: <A href="http://technorati.com/tag/breakup" rel=tag>..breakup</A>, <A href="http://technorati.com/tag/love" rel=tag>..love</A>, </P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">P.S. I consider myself an unfit boyfriend because I have this problem with my emotions that makes me irritable and I easily become annoyed with those closest to me. So, I don't blame her for hating me—she just got tired of my adolescent emotions.</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in">P.P.S. Since the breakup I've been obsessed with Sleater-Kinney's "Night Light" song. It has a somewhat sad tune, these are the lyrics:</P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><BR></P><br /><P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"><EM>Oh little light<BR>That shines for me in the dark of night<BR>Oh little sigh<BR>Sometimes I follow you all the way home<BR>I would almost have to ask you<BR>I hate to be led<BR>So give me a spark I can look for instead<IMG src="http://dropd.com/issue/72/SleaterKinney/sk.jpg" align=right><BR><BR>How do you do it<BR>This bitter and bloody world<BR>Keep it together and shine for your family<BR>How do you do it<BR>With visions of worst to come<BR>Live in the present<BR>And spin off the rays of sun<BR><BR>Oh little beam<BR>Splitting the fog and the dirt in between<BR>Oh simplify<BR>Like a problem you try to work out in your mind<BR>I would almost have to ask you<BR>It's clumsy when said<BR>So give me a spark I can look for instead </EM></P><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-221664616008075686?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-16905011328799063132008-01-18T13:37:00.000-08:002008-01-18T13:51:17.760-08:00Moving stressI am almost done moving out of my old condo.<br /><br />But I'm not fully done. I'm dreading this as I don't like things to drag on. :_(<br /><br /><img align="right" src="http://www.totallyhotasians.com/_preview_images/other_mai_ly_3.jpg">My stupid roommate told me his friend and him were going to sing a lease with the land lady, I tried to confirm this with the land lady about two weeks before the end of my lease but she didn't reply to e-mail nor return phone calls.<br /><br />At one point I got to calling her twice a day for several days in a row.<br /><br />Then, on the last day of the lease she tells me she wasn't going to lease the condo any more and that I need to leave it clear.<br /><br />At the very least she recognized it was her fault I didn't know if I had to fully clear the place or not.<br /><br />She gave me a few extra days to clean out.<br /><br />The good thing about all this trouble is that I'll be getting back more of my deposit than I had figured I would.<br /><br />The bad part is that this stress has dragged on and I even caught a cold because of it.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/stress" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=stress" alt=" " />stress</a>, <br /><br />P.S. I was looking at nudy pics (releasing stress) earlier and I actually recognized this woman: <a href="http://www.asredas.com/gallery/344/Dream_Girls/Your_Dream_Busty_Brunette_Mai_Ly/">Mai Ly</a>. I am 99% sure this gal worked near me during my commission based sales days, she was a low wage clerk. One of my coworkers had the total hotts for her. LOL<br />Obviously she now uses a pseudonym and I'm not going to violate her privacy. But I totally recognized her face, height and to a certain extent her natural busts. :-D<a href="http://www.asredas.com/video/446/Busty_Mai_Ly_Masturbates_on_Stairways/">Here's a cool video of her.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-1690501132879906313?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-66900286666130599692008-01-03T10:33:00.000-08:002008-01-03T10:38:40.286-08:00Cold showers in winter for bad roommatesThe last two weeks of my lease agreement have started and I am excited to be moving to a new place but I am not thrilled about the actual moving of furniture.<br /><br />The biggest worry on my mind right now is my current roommate's use of the central heating system. He is an idiot and continues to set the thermostat to something absurd like 80 or 85 degrees and then forgets about it. Leaving the houses unattended.<br /><br /><img align="right" src="http://bestuff.com/images/images_of_stuff/210x600/take-a-cold-shower-19178.jpg">Then I randomly walk in to my place and find it to be an oven.<br /><br />I don't mind the heat as much as I am concerned for the heating bill.<br /><br />And this has happened several times.<br /><br />I'm so sick of it that I've called <a href="http://www.socalgas.com/">The Gas Company</a> and asked to have our gas disconnected A.S.A.P! Yeah, this will mean cold showers during the coldest time of year but hey! This guy needs to understand.<br /><br />As for me, I know my beloved parents will almost always allow me to shower in their place.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/roommate" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=roommate" alt=" " />roommate</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/The+Gas+Company" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=The+Gas+Company" alt=" " />The Gas Company</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cold+shower" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=cold+shower" alt=" " />cold shower</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-6690028666613059969?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-79406009767981794242007-12-23T23:23:00.000-08:002007-12-23T23:30:30.076-08:00Yay!<img align="right" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v155/221/119/584923094/n584923094_281333_5909.jpg">Ok, so I have finished my first semester at <a href="http://www.csulb.edu">Cal State Long Beach</a> and I'm pretty sure I'll end up with a 2.0 grade point average this semester.<br /><br />Yes, I am going to end up with one of my trademark semesters.<br /><br />One <b>A</b> and one <b>F</b>.<br /><br />It's amusing I think.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. Doesn't my g/f look lovely?<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/school" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=school" alt=" " />school</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/education" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=education" alt=" " />education</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-7940600976798179424?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-10213648630581757972007-11-27T15:09:00.000-08:002007-11-27T15:22:11.702-08:00on anorexia, bulimia binging and weight lossWell I noticed that one of the biggest reasons people come to my blog is to read information on Anorexia.<br /><br />In an effort to not disappoint my readers I'll write a little more about it:<br /><br />First a corrections on previous blog posts:<br /><i>My girlfriend is not and has never been diagnosed as a bulimic or anorexic. Previous posts mentioning this were based on some of her assumptions. I enrolled in an Eating Disorders course at Saddleback College and I learned that while my girlfriend certainly suffers an eating disorder, it is neither anorexia nor bulimia. As these two have very narrow definitions and she didn't quite fit either of them.</I><br /><br /><b>Ok now for some good eating advice:</b><br /><br />If you're like me you might find great relief in binge eating.<br />Binge eating is fun, it relieves stress brought on by work, relationships and school. Of course, high energy foods are the funnest.<br /><br /><img align="left" src="http://www.yugatech.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/krispy-kreme.jpg">Have you eaten a dozen fresh Krispy Kreme dough nuts and felt better afterwards? While most people would become ill, if you answer YES; you know what I'm talking about.<br /><br />Anyway.<br /><br />You can either keep this food down and get fat (something I typically do) or you can purge it out (something bulimics do).<br /><br />If you plan to purge I suggest you have some of the following with your food:<br />milk<br />soda<br /><br />It doesn't quite work as well when you have water, I'm not certain why.<br /><br />Ok<br /><br />Now for the anorexic advice:<br /><br />So you want to starve yourself to become thin?<br />Well, what you need is for your energy input to be less than your energy expenditure.<br /><br />“But I'm hungry all the time” you might say.<br /><br />Don't despair, I'm with you on that one.<br /><br />HUNGER SUPPRESANTS TO THE RESCUE!!!<br /><br />What you need is something that will take your hunger away, so start consuming some of the followoing:<br />cigarettes<br />plain coffee<br />energy drinks<br />diet pills (the hungre-suppressing type)<br /><br /><br /><img align="right" width="250" src="http://www.toweringflat.com/Food%20Porn.JPG">My personal favorite energy drink is Monster Beverage Company's Lo-Carb Monster Energy drink. It's yummy and it's quite low in calories. All you have to do is be awake for some 20 mins before you've burned off the calories from a can. If you're liver is setup correctly (like mine is) this drink will release fat stored around your liver into your blood stream so you will have a nice energy boost without the need for food. Very convenient when trying to lose weight. Don't drink it too often as it looses its effect with excessive use.<br /><br />In the realm of diet pills, I like Zantrex-3.<br />Personally I take them at half the recommended dosage. I never get shaky or anything. These are great if you still plan to have food. Take one or two pills 15 mins before you eat, and it will help you fell full faster.<br /><br />Ok, so that' what I have to say about anorexia and bulimia for now.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/anorexia" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=anorexia" alt=" " />anorexia</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/bulimia" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=bulimia" alt=" " />bulimia</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/eating+disorders" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=eating+disorders" alt=" " />eating disorders</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-1021364863058175797?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-63865605603269420842007-11-25T00:43:00.000-08:002007-11-25T01:25:04.340-08:00Drinking and driving is bad.Yeah, so if you look back at my Saint Thanksgiving Day post you will notice I mention that I was inebriated when I wrote that piece.<br /><br />Well, I was still a bit buzzed when I took the freeway exit to my friend Robin's house.<br /><br /><img align="right" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/4461075.jpg">You see, the exit 101a to Tustin Ranch Road on Interstate 5 North is one of those VERY sharp 180 degree turns.<br /><br />I forgot that.<br /><br />Being Saint Thanksgiving Day the freeway traffic was very light and I was doing ninety instead of my usual eighty. The point is I didn't slow down enough.<br /><br />I turned the steering wheel and slightly pressed the breaks keeping the car in a path following the road.<br />The car followed the road.<br />But the tires didn't.<br />The rear tires decided they wanted to get ahead of the front tires.<br />They started to come around the left.<br />There was a lot of smoke.<br />Loud screeching noises surrounded me.<br /><br />The car now stopped following the nice smooth arc of the offramp and instead followed a tighter turn—too tight of a turn.<br />My car was now heading right for a lamp post.<br />I spotted the post and took note that the point of impact was going to be my door—exactly.<br />“Golly, this is what it must look like just before dying in a car that gets wrapped around a pole,” I thought as feeling of Thanks flashed through me—very appropriate being that it's Thanksgiving and all. (I was thankful for saying all my I-love-yous and not leaving any pending business and leading a generally happy life).<br />The car came to rest just a couple of feet short of the post.<br /><img align="left" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/4462156.jpg">My car was now at a 90 angle in relation to the accepted direction of travel.<br />There being a very solid pole to my left, my only real option was to turn right three-fourths of a full turn. This means I would have to briefly face oncoming traffic—but this was Thanksgiving Day and traffic was very light.<br />So I start my turn but the lane is too narrow to make single smooth turn.<br />So I had to pause and briefly engage reverse—my car was now at a 90 angle in relation to the accepted direction of travel .<br />Precisely as I was in reverse another car found it convenient to take the same exit.<br />Now there was a car approaching me at highway speed.<br />I spotted the car and took note that the point of impact was going to be my door—exactly.<br />“Golly, this is what it must look like just before dying in a car that gets t-boned,” I thought as feelings of running-out-of-good-luck over came me.<br />The driver was better than me though.<br />That or at least the other driver wasn't wasted on brandy and coke.<br />The other car stopped short by several yards.<br />I frantically shoved my shifter into first gear and dumped the clutch.<br />There was smoke and tire screeching, but not as much a before.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. I haven't told anybody about this incident except my coworker Erika, and now you of course.<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/alcohol" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=alcohol" alt=" " />alcohol</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/drinking+and+driving" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=drinking+and+driving" alt=" " />drinking and driving</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/drinking" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=drinking" alt=" " />drinking</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-6386560560326942084?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-19021085389222158892007-11-22T15:44:00.000-08:002007-11-22T15:52:08.331-08:00I hereby pronounce today as Saint Thanksgiving Day.If Jesus is so holy and good and said all sorts of smart witty things that inspired so many people to be good; why is he not a saint?<br /><br />Saint Jesus of Nazareth.<br /><br />You see, I like to call holidays by their proper name. So Valentine's day to me is SAINT VALENTINE'S day.<br /><br />My birthday is on Saint Rita's day (May 22nd). June 24th is Saint John's Day (and presumably the birthday of all those named John). My friend Pati was born on Saint Patrick's day (March 17th—making her birthday especially easy to remember LOL).<br /><br />Anyway, so because most Holidays are related to some Saint I've developed this little habit to call ALL holidays by SAINT (fill in with traditional holiday name).<br /><br />So in my calendar Mother's day becomes SAINT MOTHER'S DAY—after all, aren't all mothers saintly?<br />Veteran's day becomes SAINT VETERANS' DAY—aren't all vets really good people that gave up a piece of themselves for this great nation?<br /><br />So today, in my calendar it is...<br />(drum roll)<br /><br />SAINT THANKSGIVING DAY<br /><br />Sure, Thanksgiving isn't an individual that may be declared saintly by canonization but isn't gratefulness a good and holy?<br /><br />Anyhow, sorry if this post doesn't make much sense but I'm quite buzzed right now as I've been having brandy and coke.<br /><br /><img align="right" width="250" src="http://laruelist.com/wmkr/pictures/20070805-001.jpg">Now, I'm off to meet up with my friend Robin. We're going to be feeding homeless people.<br />I'm so glad she invited me to come along, I think feeding homeless people is a million times better than hanging out with my girlfriend's ungrateful family.<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />P.S. Did you know that 70% of homeless are women? Did you know that more than 40% of homeless actually have jobs? I find thses facts a bit disturbing. :-T<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Thanksgiving" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Thanksgiving" alt=" " />Thanksgiving</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/homeless" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=homeless" alt=" " />homeless</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-1902108538922215889?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695635.post-6077913903978142662007-11-21T11:47:00.000-08:002007-11-21T11:56:37.195-08:00Losing my manicure and pedicure virginity.I hadn't gotten my eyebrows waxed in a while and they were getting bushy and unsightly.<br /><br />My coworker Rob told me a few weeks back about the pleasures of manicures and pedicures, so I thought I'd ask about it at the place I usually go for my eyebrow waxing.<br /><br />I knew the price, $17, as it's clearly posted on the window but I asked anyway because I just feel too shy to straight-out request a pedicure and manicure.<br /><br /><img align="right" width="250" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_4334818.jpg">Once I was told the price by the woman applying the warm wax on my face she immediately asked me if I'd like to have the full set. I don't know why, but it's just more comfortable when I'm offered something and I accept it—what the difference between being offered and requesting something is I don't know. Call me stupid, but that's the way I am.<br /><br />Anyway.<br /><br />I really wanted black polish on my toes but again I felt weird bringing it up. I don't feel weird about asking for black polish on my fingernails though. Fortunately, when I asked about black polish on my nails, she asked about applying black polish on my toenails. Again, all I had to do was accept the offer. I didn't REQUEST black toenails, I was offered them. It somehow makes a world of difference in my shy mind.<br /><br />Also, I've never really had anybody cut my nails since I was a very young child and the thought of someone approaching my extremities with sharp metal objects bothers me greatly.<br /><br />However, the gal was exceptionally careful, but once she started to push in and trim the cuticles on my toes I had to look away. I couldn't bare the sight of my cuticles being shoved in like stuffing into a pepper. <br /><br />To get my mind away from the feeling that my fingers were being dismembered, I tried to read the book “Los Angeles Noir” which is chock-full of graphic gut-wrenching scenes of humans other than myself suffering terrible deaths.<br /><br />But it didn't totally work.<br /><br />Like I said, the gal caused no physical pain, but it's just that I'm not used to the tugging sensations on my fingers and toes caused by the pedicure and manicure processes.<br /><br />It's as if I'm waiting for the gal to make one false move, detaching a finger and dropping into a tub of warm perfumed solution. Me, watching my finger bobbing around as if it's trying to point out something or someone.<br /><br /><img align="left" width="250" src="http://media1.flukiest.com/i/94/90/949/l_4334817.jpg">“Oh, me so sowee. You be, Ok. You be, OK. Me so sowee.” Would be all she'd say over and over. I would get my finger wrapped in a linty cotton towel, I'd be sent on to drive myself to the emergency room and the gal would be sent back to Vietnam. I would get one free pedicure and manicure to make up for my inconvenience.<br /><br />Fortunately nothing like that happened.<br /><br />Instead I walked away happy as a clam with black polish on my toe and fingernails.<br /><br />Yay!<br /><br />-oScar<br /><br />Technorati tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/metrosexual" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=metrosexual" alt=" " />metrosexual</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/pedicure" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=pedicure" alt=" " />pedicure</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/manicure" rel="tag"><img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=manicure" alt=" " />manicure</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695635-607791390397814266?l=olagunas.paunix.org%2Findex.html'/></div>MODERN b0ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05729407754590108928noreply@blogger.com2