I just kaboomed this ka-post.
Sometimes I think that my instructors see me as the poster child for all things Asian. In Safety and Sanitation class, I swear that Chef George stared straight at me when he asked if anyone needed a Chinese version of the ServSafe test. (Never mind the fact that I'm Vietnamese...) Then the other day Chef Devon looked in my direction when she brought up Asian fusion food and later asked me how to say the words chocolate and vanilla in "my language." Apparently there's something about me that just oozes Asian-ness? My classmates think it's because I wear glasses. Of course.
I've three more weeks of my candy class to go, and then six weeks at my externship site, and then I will be done with school. Oh my god, I am so ready to be done. I'm tired of setting my alarm at 5 am and inevitably waking up half an hour before it goes off. I'm tired of hauling myself and my heavy tool kit to San Francisco when it's pitch black. I'm tired of chocolate. Don't get me wrong, all of this has been totally worth it because I've learned so much and I've made some really great friends, but I'm so ready to go back to waking up at a normal hour. So of course I'm doing my externship at a local bakery where the bread shift starts at 4 am. IDEK.
The heroic amazing darling talented hellododger made me a Sharp Teeth fanmix and I highly recommend that you see it for yourselves because it is gorgeous and so perfect for me. So far I've had three fanmixes for this book made for me (by the aforementioned Katrina, Elena, and Kendra)... because I'm a greedy bastard with limited interests, apparently. Really, though, check them out because good music is good, especially when set in the context of epic stories of urban werewolves. And that was the crappiest plug there ever was. Sorry.
Quick bites about my old friend, television:
I started watching Lost Girl because of barilace and her likening two of the leads to Mary-Louise Parker and Chris Martin. I knew going in that the show wasn't very good, and so now that I've seen the first seven episodes, I kinda feel like I don't need to watch anymore? Bo and Dyson, while undeniably hot, are pretty boring to watch, and I don't care about Bo's quest to find her parents. The only characters I'm interested in are Kenzi, and to a lesser extent, Hale, but I don't think that they're enough to keep me watching. Then again, maybe I'll get bored on some Saturday afternoon and feel the urge to watch more silly Canadian sexytiems.
I'm watching Parks and Recreation for the first time since giving up on it after the series premiere. I skipped the first season and went straight to season 2 because I've been hearing nothing but good things about it. Yeah, you all are right: it is fucking hilarious. I can't remember the last time I've laughed as hard as I did while watching Ron Fucking Swanson live through his hernia. I'm halfway through S2 and I can't wait to catch up so that I can watch the new season with everyone else.
So, so excited for the new season of Justified. My life just isn't complete without Timothy Olyphant's swagger.
Also in TV news, but not really: My dad asked me to help him carry the new TV he'd just bought, and I dropped and broke it. I should have felt more bad about it than I actually did, but considering the fact that the TV and I weigh roughly the same amount, my dad should have known better than to ask for my help.
I've three more weeks of my candy class to go, and then six weeks at my externship site, and then I will be done with school. Oh my god, I am so ready to be done. I'm tired of setting my alarm at 5 am and inevitably waking up half an hour before it goes off. I'm tired of hauling myself and my heavy tool kit to San Francisco when it's pitch black. I'm tired of chocolate. Don't get me wrong, all of this has been totally worth it because I've learned so much and I've made some really great friends, but I'm so ready to go back to waking up at a normal hour. So of course I'm doing my externship at a local bakery where the bread shift starts at 4 am. IDEK.
The heroic amazing darling talented hellododger made me a Sharp Teeth fanmix and I highly recommend that you see it for yourselves because it is gorgeous and so perfect for me. So far I've had three fanmixes for this book made for me (by the aforementioned Katrina, Elena, and Kendra)... because I'm a greedy bastard with limited interests, apparently. Really, though, check them out because good music is good, especially when set in the context of epic stories of urban werewolves. And that was the crappiest plug there ever was. Sorry.
Quick bites about my old friend, television:
I started watching Lost Girl because of barilace and her likening two of the leads to Mary-Louise Parker and Chris Martin. I knew going in that the show wasn't very good, and so now that I've seen the first seven episodes, I kinda feel like I don't need to watch anymore? Bo and Dyson, while undeniably hot, are pretty boring to watch, and I don't care about Bo's quest to find her parents. The only characters I'm interested in are Kenzi, and to a lesser extent, Hale, but I don't think that they're enough to keep me watching. Then again, maybe I'll get bored on some Saturday afternoon and feel the urge to watch more silly Canadian sexytiems.
I'm watching Parks and Recreation for the first time since giving up on it after the series premiere. I skipped the first season and went straight to season 2 because I've been hearing nothing but good things about it. Yeah, you all are right: it is fucking hilarious. I can't remember the last time I've laughed as hard as I did while watching Ron Fucking Swanson live through his hernia. I'm halfway through S2 and I can't wait to catch up so that I can watch the new season with everyone else.
So, so excited for the new season of Justified. My life just isn't complete without Timothy Olyphant's swagger.
Also in TV news, but not really: My dad asked me to help him carry the new TV he'd just bought, and I dropped and broke it. I should have felt more bad about it than I actually did, but considering the fact that the TV and I weigh roughly the same amount, my dad should have known better than to ask for my help.