i'm going going back back to frisco
moved out of my berkeley place today. it was disgustingly hot, plus all the dust everywhere from packing things equals yechhh. there were also two nosy ass black cats creeping around everywhere. they were kinda cute and i was petting them a lot, but then lina said that they had been lying in their litter box a lot. i need a shower.

i can't believe i'm never going to wake up in that room again, hungover and annoyed at the noises of construction next door AND construction across the street. at my downstairs roommate listening loudly to the SAME chinese pop song over and over again. at another roommate talking loudly on the phone in the hallway right outside my door at 8 am. at ANOTHER roommate stomping around the house with his heavy footsteps. at having to get up early to go to a bullshit class (ethnic studies 101b).

ever see that movie "less than zero" with andrew mccarthy and james spader (i think that's who's in it...maybe robert downey jr)? last night i went to a party that was straight out of that first party scene, except without the coke. it was at this massive house in orinda, around the pool, with all these young kids. i sat down at the hookah, and one of biff's friends said "who are you?" -- it was a very alice in wonderland moment. i was like um i'm biff's friend, and he was like "i know, but who are you?" it was a strange way of asking me about myself, and i don't recommend using it. but it was a gorgeous night up in the orinda hills, where you could actually see stars in the sky. the party was mildly entertaining (i played and lost that drinking game beirut).

so i'm back at home. my house is way too small for the accumulated things of TWO twenty something girls, so everyone is a little cranky, and my dad is on a house-fixing rampage to accommodate all our stuff. i just want to lay around and watch "mrs. parker and the vicious circle" and maybe "st. elmo's fire." i'm trying to convince my parents to retire in berkeley. when we went to chez panisse, they were really taken with that area. it would be so cool to live in one of berkeley's nicer spots.

anyways, back to unpacking madness. i'm leaving for DC june 8 if anyone wants to kick it before then.

preshpupp (6:17 PM): im reading you blog thing
preshpupp (6:17 PM): the only quotes of mine that you use are about gettin it
preshpupp (6:18 PM): and yours are always about drinking
preshpupp (6:18 PM): your a drunk!
preshpupp (6:18 PM): and i'm a hoe!

biff: "what's two times two?" me: *drunken groan*
i've been partying like it's my birthday for about a week straight. "one must always be drunk."

i was pretty sad to leave berkeley (and my college life) on saturday, but luckily i drowned my sorrows with kimi, biff, et. al on fillmore that night. tequila awaited us once again, but this time vodka quickly followed suit. we ended the night at mel's ("MEL'S! ON VAN NESS!!" i know nina hates that one) with talk of "animal style" everything, a toast to immigrants, and a disgusting plate of "wet fries." i cannot believe i consumed something with the name "wet fries." only god knows how i got home that night (i owe you one!). red lights can't stop me!

i chilled with my mom yesterday. we saw "down with love," which i enjoyed. very fluffy. ewan not as cute as in moulin rouge. there was this good line in there: "the men i work with resent my success and won't give me the time of day, while the men who respect my success won't give me the time of night."

i had my second homecooked dinner last night at my grandma's. it was great. i like my independence, but there is really nothing like a good homecooked meal. i met up with kimi and biff again later on polk at the hemlock tavern in an unprecedented second night of partying with kimi and biff. after an obscenely large shot (it was really two shots) of tequila followed by another half shot of the same, we moved the party to north beach. i proceeded to get extremely drunk at fuse, while kimi worked her game on biff's visiting friend. i don't remember much of what happened after fuse, but they tell me that they stopped at nezario's (i slept in the car). i woke up in biff's bed this morning with hangover3000 and having to coax myself into not throwing up. i felt nauseous the entire morning until we went to irving street cafe where i gorged myself with eggs, hash browns, and sausages ("lisa likes sausage, hehe" -- biff).

some highlights of the night:
"you look really pretty when i'm drunk" -- biff to me
"i wanna be on your cusp" -- me to biff
"if you wanna be a journalist, you have to be a drunk" -- biff, as she slid over a drink
"i'm gonna get it. i CAN get it!" -- kimi, who did get it
"i fooled you all!" -- me to kimi, about really just pretending to be drunk

someone tear me away from the beverly hills 90210 E! true hollywood story now please!!!!

my interests are a product of my environment, see?

RIAA is the recording industry association of america--

RIAA ADMITS PIRACY GOOFS

The RIAA sent out more than two dozen letters this week apologizing for incorrectly targeting colleges suspected of posting copywritten music on their servers. One of the warnings arrived at Penn State University, accusing professors of posting songs by R&B singer USHER on a university-hosted site. The RIAA had mistakenly zeroed in on and linked an MP3 of a song by a group of astronomers about a satellite posted by an astrophysics professor emeritus named Peter Usher. In addition to the apology, the RIAA intends to send the professor an Usher CD and T-shirt.

the essence of lisa in two sentences:

"what did you think? (pause) let me tell you what i thought."

essence of freesia in two sentences:

"how often do you hear snoop dogg say 'fuck you, bitch'? it's rare."

One must always be drunk.

Everything lies in that; it is the only question worth considering. In order not to feel the horrible burden of time which breaks your shoulders and bows you down to earth, you must intoxicate yourself without truce -- but with what?

With wine, poetry, art? As you will; but intoxicate yourself.

And if sometimes upon the steps of a palace, or upon the green grass of a moat, or in the sad solitude of your own room, you awake -- intoxication already diminished or disappeared - ask of the wind, of the wave, of the star, of the bird, of the clock, of all that flies, of all that groans, of all that rolls, of all that sings, of all that speaks - ask, what time is it?

And the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, will answer you, "It is time to intoxicate yourself."

In order to escape from the slavish martyrdom of time, intoxicate yourself; unceasingly intoxicate yourself; with wine, or poetry, or art - as you will.

-- Charles Baudelaire

preshpupp (1:08 AM): they looked exactly the same!
preshpupp (1:09 AM): waldo has a twin
preshpupp (1:09 AM): that shoudl be the next book
preshpupp (1:09 AM): find the really waldo
preshpupp (1:09 AM): and then his twin with rosy cheeks

me: "do you know 'where's waldo'?"
kimi: "i've only been looking for him my entire life."
me: "well, i think you found him!"

fan mail

i got this today in response to a column i wrote in my high school paper four years ago:

Hi Lisa,

Apologies ahead of time, if this intrudes upon your
time. No, I'm not a stalker (famous last words). I
recently stumbled upon an article you wrote "Half
Chinese, half Filipino, all American, and proud of
it". I plugged in your name, and it led me to this
email address, so I figured I'd write. I can totally
relate to many of the points you made. I'm actually
"wholly" chinese, born in the heart of manhattan. It
does suck quite a bit when people expect you to be a
certain way. Although I respect my background, and
even cherish it in some ways, it doesn't automatically
depict or define who I am. I grew up in a very
"white" neighborhood. It's always been and continues
to be a struggle to fit in, just because I'm not
"chinese" enough or "american" enough. You don't hear
a whole lot about asian discrimination... but it
exists unfortunately. How about just human? I figure
i'm a decent human, even a really nice one! I too,
get really tired of preconcieved expectations of a
person I look like. It stinks people don't take the
time to find out how multi-faceted an individual can
be. I don't know who to blame for it, or if anyone
can be blamed for it. Is it just human nature to
judge? In a part-time job I held a while back... I
had to deal with someone writing a check to pay for
something.. their ID didn't match anything on the
check. So I called the manager, and I was accused of
being racist.. because you chinks are all alike. That
infuriated me... it didn't matter what race the other
person was.. but it did remind me how things haven't
changed very much. I pride myself on giving people a
fair shake independent of backgrounds or general
opinions, and I'd wish more people would.

Ok, I just babbled a lot. I just wanted to say thanks
for addressing some of this stuff in your writings and
participating in causes that educate.

Thanks for reading...

Tom :)

today wasn't that bad. yes, i did get caught in the rain in flimsy slippers and without an umbrella. yes, i ran into the guy i blogged about two entries ago, and he made me feel pretty shitty about applying to only one grad school and that one grad school being berkeley. he even called me "stupid" a few times, which was really uncalled for considering that we rarely see each other (plus he's not even graduating on time, so why is he getting on my ass for not going to grad school? lesson learned: don't ever idealize guys. they'll only let you down). but after i put on some warm socks and my pjs, and had some french vanilla coffee in my friendly yellow mug, i'm alright.

yesterday anne and i had a bite at naan n curry for dinner and then we traipsed over to amoeba where i found the beatles anthology 8-tape box set on VHS for $30. i believe it sells for around $99 or something regularly. it was such a steal, i had to buy it. i remember taping all 20 hours or whatever when the whole thing was on PBS in high school. it's a really good series if you're a beatles fan. i guess i'm a pretty big beatles fan. george is my favorite (i love "something," "while my guitar gently weeps," and "here comes the sun"), but i think i'm most like john (he died ten days before i was born; i like to think a bit of him is reincarnated in me). the one i'm most attracted to is stu (the bass player who left to pursue an art career but then died from a brain hemorrhage--"backbeat" is a great movie, no joke), who is, as they say in england, "well fit." so anne and i watched the first video, which covers from when they were born to when they got together up until their first number one single ("please please me"). so between that, six hours of "manor house," the "90210" reunion on sunday, and the "dawson's creek" series finale, i'm all set for TV for the rest of the month at least.

i better get to writing my paper. must really stay on task in these last few weeks. it is so easy to avoid work, especially with these 7 beatles videos staring at me.

oh, and i got a job offer to be a newspaper reporter. ask me about it, it's a good story. :)

mandatory kimi reference in my blog:

preshpupp (10:40 PM): hahah what ichyrahchu know bout imatcheroo son?!?

ADULT SUPERVISORY WARNING: those under 18 should not read the following blog for fear of poisoning your mind with thoughts of naughty things. unless you're under 18 and you've already had sex, at which point it would be alright to continue. oops, i probably should not have even written the word "sex." oops i did it again. i played with your heart. got lost in the game. dah! must concentrate and not be distracted with pithy britney spears lyrics. anyways, the following blog may be unhealthy for those with a heart condition, pregnant women, young children, stanfurd students, girls who work at bebe, and christians. except for christians who have sex, and even then, maybe only a handful.

so in keeping with the theme that i opened this blogging nonsense with back in february (namely the question of where to find guys), i'll throw out this new question: where does one have sex in berkeley?

seems like a fairly straightforward and easily answerable question, yet upon closer inspection, it warrants some deep thought. so, move closer to your sceen and inspect it further. yes that's good. now move back to original position. (i think i'm being clever right now, and I AM!!! I INVENTED THE KEYBOARD NECKTIE!!!)

this is what i mean: most people at cal share rooms with others. it is rare for anyone to have their own room. so where do people have sex? of course, there is the coordinating of nights/days/nights and days with one's roommate, which works fine. but what about a random instance of wanting to have AND being in a position of being ABLE to have unplanned sex? what if roommate is already sleeping? what do you do?? where do you go? what becomes of you?

i'll have to do some more investigations, polls, focus groups, and, of course, field work on this topic. please do NOT contact me if you want to help me with this study. i will contact YOU.

so there's this guy who i think about every now and then when i'm strolling around campus. i'll be in a pissy mood or eager to get home or to class or just sort of zoning out on the world, and i'll hear the words he said to me once a few years ago. i must have been a little down, or unhappy with Cal, as i often was during my first two years, and he said: "you know, lisa, you really need to just stop and appreciate how beautiful all THIS is -- the sky, the trees, the grass. it's awesome. you don't see all of it because you've seen it so many times before and you've taken it for granted. but stop and consider how beautiful your surroundings are every now and then. it will make you happy, make you glad to be ALIVE." and it's so true; it's so simple to do, and it's all so beautiful. but at the time, i was skeptical. so he said: "you know what? one night i'll take you around campus and i'll show you what i mean -- the sky, and the stars, and all of it." it was a sweet gesture, totally honest and sincere, one of the few i've ever witnessed in a man. unfortunately, we both forgot about it, and over time, drifted apart. perhaps i'll give him a ring and remind him before i graduate. or maybe i'll just treasure the way he made the scenery, often ignored, dull and indistinct, come alive. either way, i really appreciate any person who can teach me to look at something in a different light. and if he's reading this now...thanks.

two things quickly:

1) what is UP with girls on the phone in the bathroom?!?! damn i'm tryin to DO MY BUSINESS and don't want to broadcast it to whoever she is on the phone with! aren't bathrooms the last refuge from cell phones?? jesus!
2) how eighth grade is this: nine inch nails "closer" followed by violent femmes "add it up"?

did anyone else get suckered into this imatcheroo.com stuff? i got an email from them a few days ago saying that someone had entered my email on the site and i should take a personality test to see if i'm compatible with them. and the email assured me that they don't do mass emails, and that someone had actually entered my email. so i took the test. it was so lame, trust me. but look what i got in the mail today...

iMatcheroo's Connectrix System has matched you with a a Dark brown-hair, Blue-eyed, college student that is currently attending University of California, Berkeley.

if anyone has done this imatcheroo stuff, let me know what this madness is.

JT Snow awaits you. -- email from kimi

you know how absurd it is how much sugar i eat daily? it is really crazy. i have become a junk food fiend. and wouldn't you know, it was MY MOM who pointed it out and subsequently lectured me on it. it all started because of soda. i told her i wouldn't mind it if she bought me some soda for my weekly ration of food (i know i'm a brat), and also some sour cream and onion chips, and maybe some of those cookies too. oh and i'm running out of ice cream and also hot chocolate. thaaanks mom...

it was then that she said "SODA? what's with you and soda? you never drank soda before." besides realizing the extent to which my mom really doesn't know anything about me (and my two coke minimum), i also realized she was right. i do have a serious junk food problem. i blame it mostly on my mom, who gives me copious amounts of it. i shot back at her that at least i'm drinking soda, cuz hey, it could be beer instead. it could be the six shots i took on saturday night for kimi's birthday (including three tequila shots in a row). it could be multiple $2 cosmos. it could be the incredible amount of beer i consumed two fridays ago before and during the del show on lower sproul. soda should really be the least of my mom's concerns.

but maybe i turn to junk food as solace when i can't/shouldn't have alcohol. and maybe i should be unabashed by my junk food dependency--i mean, i think aaron said it best on saturday when he said "why change a horse midstream?" but maybe you have to be drunk to understand that logic.

holla at a playa
i don't know what it was about this week. maybe it was the weather (a drastic change from rain to sun), or my lack of assignments due, or my new fanaticism for working out (three times this week!), or maybe it was the inordinate amount of time i spend chatting with kimi online. whatever it was, it definitely made this the week for HOLLAing. that is, hormones were elevated this week. it was the week for checkin dudes out on campus and thinking about guys to get at in different area codes in the future. in kimi's words, "we've outgrown the 415." yes, we are pimpin nationwide now.

on a not unrelated note, i got an internship in DC for the summer. yay!

preshpupp (10:48 PM): you should own a brothel but for dudes

lisa n da sky (6:42 PM): i'm gonna party like it's your birthday
preshpupp (6:42 PM): cool!
preshpupp (6:44 PM): where should we go after din din?
preshpupp (6:44 PM): i have nothing planned
preshpupp (6:44 PM): i don't even know who is going?
lisa n da sky (6:44 PM): who is confirmed
lisa n da sky (6:44 PM): who's on the guest list?
lisa n da sky (6:44 PM): i'm going to buy tickets at the door
lisa n da sky (6:44 PM): 271 8th
preshpupp (6:45 PM): you, jacqui, clee, aaron, chelsea, crystal
preshpupp (6:45 PM): haha
preshpupp (6:45 PM): 9th
lisa n da sky (6:45 PM): i'm going to 8th
preshpupp (6:45 PM): ahahha
preshpupp (6:45 PM): ok
lisa n da sky (6:45 PM): i'll hit up 9th after
preshpupp (6:45 PM): tell me if it is any good
preshpupp (6:45 PM): will there be cute guys there
lisa n da sky (6:45 PM): should be pretty hot

preshpupp (7:11 PM): did i tell you richard allard is in one of my classes?
lisa n da sky (7:11 PM): what???
lisa n da sky (7:11 PM): no
lisa n da sky (7:11 PM): was he all "hey baby girl"
preshpupp (7:11 PM): no way not at all
preshpupp (7:11 PM): and he's really good friends with braz
preshpupp (7:12 PM): i feel like braz is hot now...
preshpupp (7:12 PM): i haven't seen him
preshpupp (7:12 PM): but richard says girls jock him
lisa n da sky (7:17 PM): i'd get with braz
lisa n da sky (7:17 PM): too bad he wants to get with you
lisa n da sky (7:17 PM): :P
lisa n da sky (7:17 PM): invite them to your birthday!!!!
preshpupp (7:18 PM): if you want to get with braz...then i want to get with braz
lisa n da sky (7:19 PM): WHAT?
lisa n da sky (7:19 PM): stop!
lisa n da sky (7:20 PM): i have dibs
preshpupp (7:20 PM): what!?!
lisa n da sky (7:20 PM): braz was sooo nice when we hung out with him in new york
lisa n da sky (7:20 PM): he was hella cool and funny
lisa n da sky (7:20 PM): i'd holla at him like whoa
preshpupp (7:20 PM): what!
preshpupp (7:21 PM): you were in NYC with him!
lisa n da sky (7:21 PM): yeah we were lovers
preshpupp (7:21 PM): was he good
preshpupp (7:21 PM): he told me you were
lisa n da sky (7:22 PM): girl lemme tell you
lisa n da sky (7:22 PM): he is a BIG guy
preshpupp (7:22 PM): whoa!
preshpupp (7:22 PM): is he the reason why you broke up with sam
lisa n da sky (7:22 PM): nah i got with him before sam
preshpupp (7:22 PM): does he have ambition?
lisa n da sky (7:22 PM): check it out--he's like over 6 feet tall, green eyes
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): and he plays the trumpet
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): how hot is that
preshpupp (7:23 PM): what the hell
preshpupp (7:23 PM): now i ahve a crush on him.....
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): yeah he went to SOTA for the trumpet
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): and he played on one of sketchy's songs
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): sketchy's tape
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): and he rapped too i think
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): yeah
preshpupp (7:23 PM): and i haven't even seen him since like third grade
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): yes you have
preshpupp (7:23 PM): no i haven't
lisa n da sky (7:23 PM): at crystal's party
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): you took a picture with him, i have it!
preshpupp (7:24 PM): i don;t remember
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): hello???
preshpupp (7:24 PM): are you seriously!
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): you guys are hella cheesing
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): i gave you a copy
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): i think it was christmas
preshpupp (7:24 PM): the same night you told me to put on some make-up
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): YES
preshpupp (7:24 PM): i don't remember him at all
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): i'm not sure when that was...
lisa n da sky (7:24 PM): when was that?
preshpupp (7:25 PM): the night you were wearing the orange tank
preshpupp (7:25 PM): was he cute then
preshpupp (7:25 PM): why don't i remember this
lisa n da sky (7:25 PM): he is not bad looking...
preshpupp (7:26 PM): i have to see hiim now
lisa n da sky (7:26 PM): you guys took a hella cheesing pic
lisa n da sky (7:26 PM): and he told sketchy that he had a crush on you for hella long in alamo
lisa n da sky (7:26 PM): or a big crush on you
lisa n da sky (7:26 PM): like what all guys say
preshpupp (7:27 PM): dude....how is it i could have guys jock me at alamo and not now
preshpupp (7:27 PM): that's fucked up
lisa n da sky (7:28 PM): you need to put on more makeup!!!!
lisa n da sky (7:28 PM): shut up guys jock you like whoa
preshpupp (7:29 PM): yea...i leave impressions on guys like Ivan
preshpupp (7:29 PM): i want a cute trumpet player to like me
preshpupp (7:30 PM): actually he just has to be cute
lisa n da sky (7:30 PM): HAHA
lisa n da sky (7:30 PM): dude i'm sure you could get with braz without even trying
preshpupp (7:30 PM): dude..you're pumping me up
lisa n da sky (7:30 PM): why don't you invite them to your birthday?!??!?!?!
preshpupp (7:30 PM): ok i will
preshpupp (7:31 PM): but they stay in sc on the weekend
preshpupp (7:31 PM): dude...you should come down here one weekend
preshpupp (7:31 PM): and braz will be excited to see you
preshpupp (7:31 PM): just like how jon wong was..."i wish lisa was here"
lisa n da sky (7:32 PM): oh i just talked to freesia. that party was crystal's birthday (august) before sophomore year
lisa n da sky (7:32 PM): we've had that "you need to put on more makeup" joke for hella long!!!
preshpupp (7:32 PM): haha...its soo good
lisa n da sky (7:33 PM): dude whatever, guys like jon want to hang with me, while guys like braz want to get at you
preshpupp (7:33 PM): i was thinking about the "eww...ITS' ISAAC" joke the other day
preshpupp (7:33 PM): dude...we're dorks
preshpupp (7:34 PM): jon wond def. has a crush on you
preshpupp (7:34 PM): and im sure bra does too
preshpupp (7:34 PM): guys jock you
preshpupp (7:34 PM): "bra"...i mean braz...haha
lisa n da sky (7:40 PM): bra has a crush on me????
lisa n da sky (7:40 PM): cool!!!
preshpupp (7:40 PM): lol
lisa n da sky (7:40 PM): what do you want for your birthday biznatcvh
lisa n da sky (7:40 PM): adkja;nvo;ranmselkcvnasd
preshpupp (7:40 PM): exactly!
lisa n da sky (7:41 PM): i got ali a frisco tee shirt for her birthday
lisa n da sky (7:41 PM): we should all wear them on saturday
preshpupp (7:41 PM): i was just going to say that
preshpupp (7:41 PM): for reals!
lisa n da sky (7:42 PM): HAHA tell ali that when you invite her
lisa n da sky (7:43 PM): is richard hot now?
lisa n da sky (7:43 PM): i had traffic school with richard
lisa n da sky (7:43 PM): senior year, with honore too
preshpupp (7:47 PM): no richard is not hot
preshpupp (7:48 PM): clee thinks we're lesbos
preshpupp (7:48 PM): he says please no lesbo shit this weekend
lisa n da sky (7:49 PM): HAHA