ThisIsVlad

i haven’t really updated this thing in a bit. i wish i could say that it’s cause i’ve been way too busy doing tons of exciting stuff. unfortunately, that’s not the case. instead i’ve been wasting my time away digging through music. i’ve recently found a few good sources for music recommendations and decided to download some new stuff and throw together a cd of new songs i like. being able to download stuff using soulseek is wayyy too easy…. and i got carried away. before i knew it, i ended up with nearly 8 gigs of music: 115 cd’s made up of 1,494 songs. so instead of going out and doing things like a normal person, i waste my time away listening to 30 second clips of song after song after song trying to figure out which i want to put on this cd…. a cd which i will probably end up listening to for a couple weeks and then i’ll forget about it, along w/ the other 115 cd’s i downloaded. *sigh*. in some ways i think that having music be so accessible… so easy to accumulate, makes it a little less special. instead of back in the day when you’d drop 14.99 for a cd and probably listen to that cd over and over and over… now i’ll download a cd, listen to it 2 or 3 times, and then it’s on to the next. anyway… i’ve only got 34 more cd’s to listen to. by now, so much of it is starting to sound alike. a long blur of indie crooning and guitars.

anyways, here’s what i did w/ my weekend:

friday, caryn and i finally went to go see the third Lord of the Rings. we were pretty much the last people on the planet to see the movie. i gotta say, it was really good… other than the ending which dragged on and on until caryn and i were both nervously shifting in our seats hoping to get the hell outta the theater.

saturday morning i went to breakfast w/ josh and kim and afterwards went to go see the movie “Breakfast w/ Hunter” with them and catherine. the movie was a documentary about Hunter S Thompson. it was ok. interesting in some parts, yet kinda slow and boring in others. that night, after having tash, marcel, and li over for dinner, we went to the sage francis concert. the concert was pretty cool. not as good as the show he played at bottom of the hill, but still good.

spent most of sunday morning lazying around and not doing much of anything. we found out that joey was cooking a turkey, so we went over to his house to chow down. sooo good!! turkey should definitely be eaten more often!!

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i finally went boarding last weekend. i haven’t gone up to the snow in 2 years now! that’s because last year i was in thailand and didnt get to go. it was really good to finally go. i was kinda sucking in the morning, but kind of started getting back in the swing of it later. i really need to start going more frequently than 2 times a season or i’ll never get good *sigh*.

after boarding, we were all supposed to go back to catherine’s timeshare to celebrate her bday. unfortunately, everything that could possibly go wrong did. catherine’s boot broke and she had to fix it, we drove in the wrong direction, one of the cars in our carpool had no chains so joey had to drive them to buy chains, joey’s chains were the wrong size and fell off, my chains broke and eventually wrapped around my axle, we got lost again…. basically, it was completely nuts. in the end, all in all, it took about 8 hours from the time we finished boarding till the time we got to catherine’s timeshare… which was just on the other side of tahoe. sheez!!

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sharon called me today to ask me how i was surviving the flood. the flood? turns out she was watching the news in LA and they were showing people floating down the street in a boat in Daly City. hrm, that’s odd. so i assured sharon that i didnt have a clue as to what she was talking about, that there was no flood, and that i would let her know if i saw any signs of flooding. i got off the phone and walked up to jamba juice. “jamba juice will be closed for the rest of the day due to flooding.” turns out later that sfsu was closed today due to flooding also. sheez, how come i’m always the last to know about anything??

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“It was at these times that he began to understand… the nature of magic. The magician seemed to promise that something torn to bits might be mended without a seam, that what had vanished might reappear, that a scattered handful of doves or dust might be reunited by a word, that a paper rose consumed by fire could be made to bloom from a pile of ash. But everyone knew that this was only an illusion. The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place.”

-Michael Chabon

now that i have tivo, i can totally keep up with all my reality tv shows. instead of before where i’d be stuck watching whatever may happen to be on tv when i get free time, now i can watch all reality tv, all the time, sans commercials. just yesterday i watched 2 episodes of real world, 2 episodes of road rules/real world challenge and an hour long episode of the apprentice all in a row. tonight i watched survivor followed by yet another episode of apprentice. sheez, if it wasn’t for reality shows, i dont think i’d watch any tv at all…

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last night i had dinner at my parents house. they were telling me some stories about what life was like in russia when they lived there that really made me realize just how lucky we are to be living here in america now. i guess in russia, a lot of people used to live in communal houses. these were large houses that had large rooms that connected to a kitchen and bathroom. but, instead of each large room being a bedroom used by one person, each of the rooms would actually be used for a whole family. so, basically, several families would all live together in one of these houses. there was no living rooms or bedrooms or whatnot… your family would just get *1* room to itself. the whole family would sleep in the same room (usually using rollout beds or cots for the kids). the same table that would be used for the kids homework etc, would also be the table that dinner and breakfast was eaten on. the whole family was just crammed together all the time.

how crazy is that?? but there’s more! basically, the government allotted 3 square meters (imagine a five foot by five foot square) of space per person. so you would live there as a family w/ your parents. when you got married, your wife would just have to move in and live w/ you and your parents. then you’d have kids, still in that same small room!! when the family was large enough that there was less than 3 square meters per person in that room, then you could put your name on a list and the government would find you a new room in another communal house where you could finally move out from your parents. unfortunately, it was a slow process. sometimes it would take up to 10 years for you to move out from the time you first got on the list.

i was so shocked when i heard all that!! sheesh, and i’m used to america, where most people can move out the second they turn 18 and afford to live on their own etc etc. all of it really made me realize just how amazing america must have seemed to my parents when they first moved here. it must really have been a magical place…

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saturday was valentines day. unfortunately, it started off not too well because i was feeling insanely ill from the night before. ugh! several hours later, after recovering, caryn and i headed out to golden gate park to check out the japanese tea gardens. they were pretty cool. we wanted to have tea there, but unfortunately, i think a lot of people also thought that japanese tea gardens on valentine’s day was a good idea, and so the place was too packed.

for valentines day, caryn made me a *ton* of tiny post it notes. each one of them had different little love notes on them written in different pens, and on different colored paper. she hid these notes all over our room: in my clothing, under books, in drawers, on the phone…. basically *everywhere*. throughout the whole weekend i kept finding more and more of these little notes. in fact, even several days later i’m *still* finding more notes! i think i’ve found around 40 different ones so far, and i bet there’s still more!! it’s really cool to get such a creative surprise…

at night, we went to dinner at this place called Destinos. it was a latin american tapas place and the food was BOMB. everything was super good. the only problem was that the main drinks they served there… had cachaca in them!! doh!

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brazillians are fucking hardcore. they’re hardcore because they drink this evil alcohol called Cachaca. this stuff is so horrible….. ok, maybe i’m exaggerating, it’s not *that* bad, but after spending all saturday morning yacking until i could throw up no more, i will never be able to look at that stuff in the same way again.

friday night, everything started out innocently enough. tom had brought me a bottle of cachaca from brazil and he, joey, li, caryn, and i were planning on hanging out and drinking it. fortunately (or so we thought at the time), tom brought a second bottle of cachaca over from home just in case we didnt have enough. so now we had about 2 liters of this clear tequila-tasting liquid to share between the five of us. we drank the stuff pretty much straight, with only some mashed up limes to fix the flavor up a bit. needless to say, we all were pretty drunk fairly soon.

at this point, i remembered that i had a ton of bottle rockets hidden in my room from last fourth of july. i got them out and we proceeded to shoot a bunch of them off of our balcony until a neighbor started yelling at us. when we went back inside, we realized we had no more alcohol, so we decided to walk to joey’s house to get some vodka. for some reason, we thought it would be a great idea to bring the fireworks with us and light them off while walking down irving street. minutes later, a cop car screeches to a halt next to us and a cop jumps out and yells at us to come over to him. uh-oh. he spends a bunch of time yelling at us and accusing us of blowing up firecrackers, but after a while, since he has no proof, he had to let us go. luckily tom had dropped the remaining fireworks in the street a little before the cop saw us. phew!

when we got back home, everything started winding down. oh, and then joey accidentally burned a hole in tom’s shirt. and then tom somehow fell asleep with some lobsters. anyways…. it was a really really fun night. i just wish i didnt have to pay the price for it the next day!!

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joey hooked up some free tickets to go see john kleese tonight. we went there not really knowing what to expect… stand up? skits? lecture? in the end it was kind of none of the above. they showed some clips from his work (monty python, faulty towers, fish called wanda, etc), and then he was interviewed for a bit. after that he proceeded to spent about 45 minutes talking about his views on religion. his talk was…. ok. some of the points he made about religion were actually really really interesting, but at the same time, other parts of his talk were pretty boring. he excessively quoted and read passages from books that were not very interesting. and then at the end, he started pushing this “Esalen Institute”, which is this place in big sur where they teach mysticism and other new age-ish sounding stuff.

so overall, i’m pretty glad i went, but wasn’t as impressed as i hoped to be. the talk did make me really wanna watch “life of brian”. i’ve never seen it!!

-v