weekend was fun
This past weekend was one of the weekends i did something other than work or work on the house, i went out to DC.
Saturday morning started off with me running errands for an hour and meet up with Chris, his girl, and a few other friends they know at the Cherry Blossom festival. I wanted to get there just a little bit early to miss crowds and get a jump start on pics. on my way to metro a very bad, yet good thing happened to me... my phone battery died. panicky, i called chris and told him i'd be at his house and not DC. after that call, i turned the phone off and put on my leg as i made a turn... during that turn, the phone fell and i never picked it up cause it was dead.
i met up with chris, jessy, chad, and lena and we were off. compared to last year the line at the metro was long as hell, but compared to the inaugaration, it was nothing. i was then hit on the shoulder by who i thought was a very rude person, cause it was clearly intentional. then i looked in curiosity, and it was Patty Pak. so good to see her.
a metro ride later, were in DC and taking pictures. we got food and walked a lot. we were stuck in front of the 'professional' karaoke singer stage for a bit ... that was just, odd. in waiting for food we saw Ronald McDonald who did the whole smile and everything for a couple of kids. he even had a bubble machine; then a few steps later: HEY MAN! WHATS UP?!? didnt know you were here! man! ::grab shake and elbow each other in chest:: sooo... Ronald image ruined by that.
after food, we moved from the festival to the cherry blossoms for more picture opportunities. while there we saw a cop on a horse, funny thing is they snuck up from behind. i'm holding my bag and hear what i thought were hoofbeats; clearly i must be mistaken, i'm in DC no horses here. but i turn around again in curiosity... and there's a horse staring me in the face with a disgruntled cop riding it. quite an image really.
on the way back to the festival for food we saw kite flyers, kites flying, kids crying or laughing, people posing, and heard the usual "the monument is a phallic symbol, haHA" jokes... i saw a couple of guys sprinting at incredible speed toward us. i look at the small asian guy and i think... is that...?
guy gets closer, i think
guy gets ever closer and i stare harder, no way...
guy runs past me, i yell "JON!"
Jon Chi stops and is surprised as hell. hahaha, random. we exchange greetings and go our separate ways.
after a metro ride home, our group gets some food, alcohol, and watch Role Models while people unwind and start to tire out.
i get home and plug my phone in and it goes crazy. 5 missed calls, 2 text messages, and a voicemail from the same person. it was about the painter for my townhouse, more paint was needed. but she was worried about me cause i never really go without communication like that and thought that something happened to me.
so me not having a phone was pretty fantastic cause of no responsibility AT ALL that day. i didn't work on my mind, worries about money, family, or the new house. i was relaxed and enjoying it. not a single ounce of responsibility and it felt great; i thought i should do this more often, then i plugged in the phone. that lead me to think, i should've carried it; what was i thinking?! how irresponsible of me. then again... that was the point. now finishing the painting is delayed; by a day. for a day of fun and no worries? i think i'll take it. but a huge drawback was that i wasn't able to call Brian or Patty to see where they are to meet up with them... but we do live in the same area, the time will come to catch up with eachother.
Sunday was a different story. i got my hair cut after like 5 months, quite honestly: the most interesting experience ever.
usually i walk in with my hair in somewhat dismay, type my name in, wait a few minutes, and get called.
today i walked in with no order in my hair cause i woke up not 10 minutes earlier, and got to sit down right away.
the barber asked if i wanted a shampoo first. i said it wasn't that big of a deal, but if she wants to we can. she said ok, we'll do one. then started cutting. then she asked if i was chinese, i said: no. half japanese/half korean...sorry, but i do get that a lot.
barber: are you sure? you look chinese with this hair.
::snipsnip//comb//cut::
barber: OH! with your hair short, now i see the korean in you. would you like gel?
me: haha, uh sure if you don't mind.
::apply gel::
barber: oh, now you look like Jackie Chan! you know the big time movie star with lots of money.
me: ....
i paid and got out of there.
apparently i changed into nationalities twice within 5 minutes within the eyes of the same person today. all with the hair. wow.
i went to the townhouse and did some stuff.
decided not to mow the lawn, but work out instead.
now i'm doing laundry and catching up with soul eater.
Saturday morning started off with me running errands for an hour and meet up with Chris, his girl, and a few other friends they know at the Cherry Blossom festival. I wanted to get there just a little bit early to miss crowds and get a jump start on pics. on my way to metro a very bad, yet good thing happened to me... my phone battery died. panicky, i called chris and told him i'd be at his house and not DC. after that call, i turned the phone off and put on my leg as i made a turn... during that turn, the phone fell and i never picked it up cause it was dead.
i met up with chris, jessy, chad, and lena and we were off. compared to last year the line at the metro was long as hell, but compared to the inaugaration, it was nothing. i was then hit on the shoulder by who i thought was a very rude person, cause it was clearly intentional. then i looked in curiosity, and it was Patty Pak. so good to see her.
a metro ride later, were in DC and taking pictures. we got food and walked a lot. we were stuck in front of the 'professional' karaoke singer stage for a bit ... that was just, odd. in waiting for food we saw Ronald McDonald who did the whole smile and everything for a couple of kids. he even had a bubble machine; then a few steps later: HEY MAN! WHATS UP?!? didnt know you were here! man! ::grab shake and elbow each other in chest:: sooo... Ronald image ruined by that.
after food, we moved from the festival to the cherry blossoms for more picture opportunities. while there we saw a cop on a horse, funny thing is they snuck up from behind. i'm holding my bag and hear what i thought were hoofbeats; clearly i must be mistaken, i'm in DC no horses here. but i turn around again in curiosity... and there's a horse staring me in the face with a disgruntled cop riding it. quite an image really.
on the way back to the festival for food we saw kite flyers, kites flying, kids crying or laughing, people posing, and heard the usual "the monument is a phallic symbol, haHA" jokes... i saw a couple of guys sprinting at incredible speed toward us. i look at the small asian guy and i think... is that...?
guy gets closer, i think
guy gets ever closer and i stare harder, no way...
guy runs past me, i yell "JON!"
Jon Chi stops and is surprised as hell. hahaha, random. we exchange greetings and go our separate ways.
after a metro ride home, our group gets some food, alcohol, and watch Role Models while people unwind and start to tire out.
i get home and plug my phone in and it goes crazy. 5 missed calls, 2 text messages, and a voicemail from the same person. it was about the painter for my townhouse, more paint was needed. but she was worried about me cause i never really go without communication like that and thought that something happened to me.
so me not having a phone was pretty fantastic cause of no responsibility AT ALL that day. i didn't work on my mind, worries about money, family, or the new house. i was relaxed and enjoying it. not a single ounce of responsibility and it felt great; i thought i should do this more often, then i plugged in the phone. that lead me to think, i should've carried it; what was i thinking?! how irresponsible of me. then again... that was the point. now finishing the painting is delayed; by a day. for a day of fun and no worries? i think i'll take it. but a huge drawback was that i wasn't able to call Brian or Patty to see where they are to meet up with them... but we do live in the same area, the time will come to catch up with eachother.
Sunday was a different story. i got my hair cut after like 5 months, quite honestly: the most interesting experience ever.
usually i walk in with my hair in somewhat dismay, type my name in, wait a few minutes, and get called.
today i walked in with no order in my hair cause i woke up not 10 minutes earlier, and got to sit down right away.
the barber asked if i wanted a shampoo first. i said it wasn't that big of a deal, but if she wants to we can. she said ok, we'll do one. then started cutting. then she asked if i was chinese, i said: no. half japanese/half korean...sorry, but i do get that a lot.
barber: are you sure? you look chinese with this hair.
::snipsnip//comb//cut::
barber: OH! with your hair short, now i see the korean in you. would you like gel?
me: haha, uh sure if you don't mind.
::apply gel::
barber: oh, now you look like Jackie Chan! you know the big time movie star with lots of money.
me: ....
i paid and got out of there.
apparently i changed into nationalities twice within 5 minutes within the eyes of the same person today. all with the hair. wow.
i went to the townhouse and did some stuff.
decided not to mow the lawn, but work out instead.
now i'm doing laundry and catching up with soul eater.