Rusty

I miss my cats. I especially miss my Stiller.

He is in North Kakalaki (carolina), and I have no idea how he's doing.


I am however taking care of a ex-colleague's cat.
This makes me extremely happy. You know how they say that living with a pet makes one live longer?
I completely believe this.

Rusty is very amiable and sweet. I think his owner did a very good job raising him.

Have you ever wondered how small things can actually be a really big deal.
Take for instance the cell phone. Its a small thing, but it's actually a big deal.
It is used for survival, social networking, status, and business.
That's why I am starting to despise it.

Let me tell you another reason why I hate it.

I accidentally locked my cell phone, and I don't have the passcode. WTF.

Life is full of little surprises.

On to a different note:





I love the new design for the can that I bought one.

I hate unprofessional-ism.

I hate conforming.

I am p e r f u c k i n g p l e x e d .

I like KERN ING.



I think maybe it's time for bed.

Extreme High Resolution
2DE of mouse brain (Electrophoresis)

Things are starting to make sense now. I am on an extreme high at the moment. Things have been topsy-turny (probably not a real word) in my world, and I would like to run a muck to shake this feeling off.

Conversation on skype with a friend is one of the best things in life.

I am addicted to zombie movies.
I believe that every zombie film ever made, I have probably seen or have heard of. Apparently there is a new zombie film in the brewing which makes me all giddy inside.. This film is based on the novel World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War by Max Brooks.



Yes, I'm an odd individual.

I had an interesting dream.

There is this habit that I have where I set my alarm for an early hour, and I hit the snooze button...over and over and over. Well, I had hit my snooze button for the last time and lay down on my yellow couch to take another nap. Then I went into a deep and strangely peaceful sleep.
Here begins the dream:

I am walking along and checking my facebook mentally through I guess a chip located somewhere in my body( I really don't know how this is done. Maybe the technology has advanced immensely in my dream). I see that my friend has messaged me on my wall; so I check it. However, instead of going to my mental note, I go to a river creek to check a rock that has the message inscribed on it.

Then appears my mom and my sisters. We end up walking somewhere and beside me a small trolly with a box full of goodies is all of a sudden there.(In Seoul, some people sell goodies from their trollies). We end up walking on a busy street where some sort of festival is occurring. We catch a glimpse of a 노래방 (singing room). It contains two rooms. when we are about to go into one, out pops a college acquaintance of mine. I say hello, and we enter the other room while they leave the opposite room.

When we enter, an imitation of a theater setting is what we see. Here is the order that we are sitting in: My older sister first, mom, and then me. My little sister is in the front seat. The first song we play to sing is my little sister's choice. However, i stop quickly to grab my trolly of goodies on my lap. (???why?? No idea)
BUT... while we are singing along on the screen, our seats start heaving up and the projector-like screen moves away from us. Before you know it, we are in a roller coaster position...where you know when your about to rush down from a steep top?

I felt completely refreshed after this dream. What does it means?

It snowed AGAIN. I'm ready for spring to be here along with it's lovely weather.

My new favorite film.

Gabriel Axel's "Babettes gæstebud"

Though a bit slow in the beginning, Babette's Feast contains
what I believe to be the best food concoctions of all time.
Not only does this film make your mouth salivate with glee,
but it contains events that captivate the heart .
(well... interchangeably the stomach mostly)

yuuum... damn I crave a ciggy.

It is a dreary day with a sign of precipitation. A lovely dancing session at a gay club/bar in the hooker district area of Itaewon was a much needed fun last night. However, I forgot how to dance it seems though. There are times when I glance on the dance floor and see people moving with an intense, seizure-like fervor. I find myself thoughtlessly giggling. With mirrors everywhere, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and almost laughed. Am I getting old?

It's Sunday. I have yet to go to church, but I will not pressure myself to do something for the sake of my mother. It will be on my terms when I decide to make that leap. It doesn't make me faithless in my opinion.

I'm hungry...

Boeuf Bourguignon

I am itching......to design. Not just any design, but something that could move mountains.
Something that will influence the world or one person.

Is that too much to ask for?
But nothing seems to spark my interest.

Back to the drawing/mental board.

FYI: I am now employed. Two weeks of doing nothing was bliss. I'm going to miss that, but it honestly felt like more than two weeks. Its ironic, but a friend brought to my attention that when you have time (freed from jail) one hour seems like days. I understand what she meant.

So, I have been contemplating my next move for a long awhile now, but honestly, I don't care anymore. Whatever comes my way I'm ready to follow.

Saatchi & Saatchi and Vivachi(which is now VOKO) I will be sending in cover letters and resumes to you~

On a different note, I want a cat. Preferably a Blue Russian...or a wild, exotic Egyptian cat..Bengal? Wildtrax

Blue Russian

Wild Trax

Aren't my babies gorgeous? I miss my cat Stiller who's now a grandpa with aging spots.