I caved into Polyvore.

If I had money. by jinra featuring Rick Owens

non-sequiturs

- I really would like someone to parody Jermih's "Birthday Sex" song and call it, "Birthday Checks." (Click here for reference of what terribly catchy song is being stuck in my head while driving every so often.)
- I've recently begun learning how to play tennis the proper way from my brother. It's evident in how my wrist hurts.
- Because I've recently learned how to use a chair in my cardio kickboxing workout, I can't not think of what a lap dance lesson might be like if they exactly existed. (As part of a tacky Vegas bachelorette party package?)
- Lee's Sandwiches' "Iced Americana Latte" tastes EXACTLY like my beloved Korean iced latte. And what do Korean iced lattes taste like? Like lattes but slightly sweeter.
- Taking another trip to the Yay Area next week. I don't have much planned except for hanging out with family.
- I couldn't watch Fox's "More to Love" (The Bachelor, but with normal, plus sized women.) without wanting to cry. At the same time, I was slightly mad that they picked a plus sized man as the bachelor -- so much for love being for everyone 'regardless' of size.

I am starving. Later!

Hi.

Disco Buddha!

Despite being so painfully Catholic it hurts, there is one aspect of living that Catholicism has managed to evade: The interior of my house. You see, my mom has this penchant for religious figures and icons in decorative format. Buddha statues, check. Hindu god figurines, check. Santo Nino dolls, check. Our newest addition is what I like to call "Disco Buddha." It is exactly everything a Disco Buddha would and should aspire to be in a Catholic household: Entertaining. Disco Buddha was a random Little Saigon find, and mom is most proud of the fact that she was able to bargain down from $40 USD to $30 USD. This kind of leads me to think... are there people out there just like my mom? Do non-Christians keep Disco Jesus around at home? Whatever the case may be, I think it's great how popculture canvasses everything in life and I don't think it's disrespectful at all. Here's Disco Buddha in action:

A break, finally.

Quick life update: Still alive.
Recently freed from academia for the time being. More blogposts in the coming week are in order. Tomorrow? Wedding in San Diego. Obviously not mine. The person getting married is someone my age. Upon hearing the wedding announcement awhile back, I laughed to myself and thought, "Getting married at this age? That is plain silly. What's next, babies having babies?" And then I caught myself and realized that everything pertaining to adulthood and becoming an adult is pretty legit at my age.

And finally, this song has been my jam for awhile:

David Koma

www.davidkoma.com

Jeux d'enfants

Jeux d'enfants/Love Me If You Dare (2003)

I'm in the middle of watching this amazing (so-far) non-cheesy-probably-because-it's-French romantic comedy. It features Marion Cottillard, last year's Academy Award winner for best actress. It's also directed by the same guy that directed the terrible English version of Korea's "My Sassy Girl." Oddly enough, years ago a bunch of Korean ESL students recommended it to me but I just never got around to it -- and then I came across the entire movie...on Youtube. So far, it doesn't suck like the English version of My Sassy Girl.

Jeux d'Enfants (2003) trailer:



If you happen to like the trailer, you can join me in partially watching it on Youtube here. (I'll get around to finish watching it this weekend.)