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Subject:Lavazza calendar 2009
Time:06:42 pm
Annie Leibovitz has a tasteful sense of humor and style, and this is apparent in Lavazza's most recent 2009 Calendar, where this world renowned photographer takes an Italian-themed approach with photos of Elettra Rosellini naked in a plate of spaghetti and re-frames Da Vinci to Boticelli in espresso form.  Find the little cup. I'd say this one's a keeper.

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Subject:I'm back.
Time:06:40 pm
Current Mood:blankblank
After a whole whopping THREE (3, tres) years of no entries on this little space of xangadom tokkis has decided to re-appear.  I attribute this "re-appearment" to one or more of the following reasons:

  1. sheer and utter boredom

  2. the inversely proportional rate of the increase in age and the decrease in anything thought-provoking, insightful or ponder-worthy, and the desire to reverse this phenomenon

  3. a quarter-life crisis and state of confusion, and thus the natural urge to join a community of those who seem to be similarly (?) lost

  4. the unearthing of time to breathe and ponder.

Over the last four years, there have been moments of mirth and moments of sheer anger - from peals of laughter to moments of despair and witness to bursts of outrage expemplified by the occasional dents in my belongings - such as the car windowshield (I shall say no more).  It's been a meaningful four years.  If one could sum it up, here were some highlights:

  • Moved to Southern California, the OC to be specific, and joined the sample sale-clamouring mass of women to live the cali-girl-cliche - found a house, a convertible, an ever-increasing pile of discreet designer handbags, huge jackie-O shades and a growing disinterest in global affairs (no, the valley-girl voice was not a recent acquisition)

  • Found a life partner

  • Was put on the record-breaking career fast-track to firm manager-dom, reached the point where even delegating work became torturous, drowned myself in politics and false notions of purpose-filled professionalism, got career burnout and then became self-employed (although not happily any longer, as I now know that my current good hours and pay are not the same as occupational happiness)

  • Built relationships with old friends, found new friends and learned about true friends

  • Grew in God and in a church, but not nearly as deeply as I desire, due to my lack of commitment and industriousness

I remain hopeful that 2008 will be an amazing year.

Time:12:17 pm
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Subject:Free Fendi?
Time:04:42 pm
From free iPods, free LCD monitors, free PS2's, and now this. Although I was able to remain indifferent to the others, how could I resist? And for those of you who have tried the other ones, you know they really work. I think they have like eight different brands, from Gucci to Louis and Fendi (I see a trend here with the eee's). Click on the image, or here.

Only one sign-up requirement for this one. I'd suggest Zooba, which is like the netflix concept for books, for all you readers.

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Time:05:08 pm
Ann, remember those days...

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Subject:Passive, Cynical, Undeserving Men Wanting Beautiful Women with Character
Time:01:33 pm
Current Mood:contemplativecontemplative
My boyfriend's friend is but another disillusioned (and delusional) Korean man out there who has a serious problem, and gives meaning to the Korean expression "live to your fraction." He's one of the many single, depressed Korean men in k-town perusing from bedsheet to bedsheet after club to club during the weekends, feeding scantily clad "Grade-C" (because "Grade-A" ktown girls are supposed to be higher maintenance and takes more effort) women excessive shots of Crown until they happily saunter off to the ritualistic noraebang facade and then stumble to his k-town studio. It's one thing if he is enjoying the "life" as he lives it, but he is k-town hoe prowler by weekend and depressed cynic by weekday (and by daylight), embittered by his state of singledom, sneering and muttering smart-ass-yet-utterly-depressed half-wit comments of sarcasm to any sign of warmth and mirth shared by couples around him, complaining.

Complaining that there are no "good women" out there, and that he will never get married to a decent girl and no woman will love him for who he is and all the desirable females of this world are already taken and he is doomed into a dark life of singledom or being married to someone who does not meet his standards.

Yet his standards are as follows: a woman that is tall, beautiful, full of character, smart, witty, fun, Catholic, God-loving, well-educated, career-minded, good cook, current events savvy, glowing with happiness, good-natured, understanding, and has heart of gold. In other words, the type who will passionately fight for issues important to her, appreciates goodness in people, bakes cookies every week and still loves having sex two times a day.

Being the girlfriend of one of his best friends, there used to be a tacit possibility that I might help provide this goddess of perfection to his surely deserving hands. What I fail to understand is how his self-destructing vicious cycle of weekend distractions and repelling pessimistic attitude will attract the woman of his dreams to him, and how he believes only she with those characteristics above is worthy of him. As I have faithfully singled out my female friends, all the "cute" ones are either taken, have too many issues, and all the "smart, funny and fun" ones are too average-looking and lack sex appeal.

What is it? Could it be the classic case of being raised as a Korean Boy (with a capital B), deemed as the "best" and "best-deserving" throughout childhood by his faithful mother, who has brainwashed him throughout life to think he should always be First, and given the best toys? Or is it a clinical sense of disillusionment that he can just sit and be assured that his caliber of lifestyle, mental state and personality is inversely proportional to what quality of woman will come his way and fall in love with him? What could it possibly be?

Well, I've finally given up, and I do wish him the best, but I'm wondering if this mental state and disillusionment is a trend that many us see elsewhere.
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Subject:One man's rant
Time:11:17 am
...America is finally all grown up.

America has often been seen as a bit of an adolescent by the rest of the world. Awkward and prone to making silly mistakes, America seemed to make a mess of a lot of things but did so with such enthusiasm and hope that the world gave America a pass.

America embodied everything good about the young. A fervent belief in potential and what could be; idealism and a sense of forward purpose. America had that "can do" attitude, doing things because they were hard, because they were exciting, because they were for the future -- stuff that the rest of the world could only wish they had the balls to do.

Sure, there was a dark underbelly and everything was not perfect, but for the most part America was the America of Elvis, of Utah beach, of "On the Road," of the Jetsons, Mickey Mantle and Ford Thunderbirds.

But America has aged over the last four years. And it ain't pretty. America is now the beer-bellied ass who tells everyone else how to run their lives, kicks the cat and makes jokes about his spouse's butt in front of the family. America is the big guy on the block whom everyone tries to duck away from but can't because he's out there every day loudly telling everyone what he's going to do to so and so, and if anyone has a problem with that then they are gay. America is now a middle-aged oaf. America is now the America of Ashlee Simpson, porn, Abu Ghraib, NFL Sundays and gas-guzzling SUVs.

Yes, America is an adult now. Welcome to the neighborhood.

-- Kevin Hill
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Time:09:27 am
For all of you who were not aware, I have moved. Across the country to Irvine, CA, to begin a new life. We'll see how it goes.
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Time:01:41 pm
Each Day…
by Max Lucado

It's quiet. It's early. My coffee is hot. The sky is still black. The world is still asleep. The day is coming.

In a few moments, the day will arrive. It will roar down the track with the rising of the sun. The stillness of the dawn will be exchanged for the noise of the day. The calm of solitude will be replaced by the pounding of the human race. The refuge of the early morning will be invaded by decisions to be made and deadlines to be met.

For the next twelve hours I will be exposed to the day's demands. It is now I must make a choice. Because of Calvary, I'm free to choose. And so I choose.

I choose love.
No occasion justifies hatred;
no injustice warrants bitterness. I choose love.
Today I will love God and what God loves.

I choose joy.
I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance.
I will refuse the temptation to be cynical…
the tool of the lazy thinker. I will refuse to see
people as anything less than human beings,
created by God. I will refuse to see any problem as
anything less than an opportunity to see God.

I choose peace.

I will live forgiven. I will forgive so that I may live.

I choose patience.
I will overlook the inconveniences of the world.
Instead of cursing the one who takes my place, I'll
invite him to do so. Rather than complain that the
wait is too long, I will thank God for a moment
to pray. Instead of clenching my fist at new
assignments, I will face them with joy and courage.

I choose kindness.
I will be kind to the poor, for they are alone.
I will be kind to the rich, for they are afraid. And kind to
the unkind, for such is how God has treated me.

I choose goodness.
I will go without a dollar
before I take a dishonest one. I will be overlooked
before I will boast. I will confess before I will
accuse. I choose goodness.

I choose faithfulness.
Today I will keep my promises.
My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates
will not question my word. My wife will not
question my love. And my children will never fear
that their father will not come home.

I choose gentleness.
Nothing is won by force. I choose to be gentle.
If I raise my voice, may it be only in praise.
If I clench my fist, may it only be in prayer.
If I make a demand, may it only be of myself.

I am a spiritual being…
After this body is dead, my spirit will soar.
I refuse to let what will rot rule the eternal.
I choose self-control. I will be drunk only by joy.
I will be impassioned only by my faith.
I will be influenced only by God.
I will be taught only by Christ.
I choose self-control.

Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness,
faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.
To these I commit my day.
If I succeed, I will give thanks.
If I fail, I will seek His grace.
And then, when this day is done,
I will place my head on my pillow
and rest.

May your day be blessed in Jesus.
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Time:10:06 pm
You've never had a shoe fetish until you've fallen in love with a pair of Zanotti's.

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