I picked up Amy at the airport earlier today. I had a whole bunch of stuff planned to surprise her with, but then I didn´t plan enough time to set up everything. But I think she liked it nonetheless. She brought back a whole bunch of chinese buns that her mom made at home from scratch. I have to try to moderate eating them, because there´s only a limited supply. I was planning on cooking steaks for dinner, but now we might go out to chinatown instead to get some beef dried flat noodles (gan chao niu he)

"I really smelled bad after I ran today"
- Amy Moy

The last two days were exhausting. I left home at around 3:30 on Friday and it took me five hours, because it was basically stop-and-go all the way from Dupont circle to Deleware. I met up with Garrett and his girlfriend Gudren, went out to eat real authentic Philly Cheesesteaks with them, and then headed out to Philly to pick up Southgate and his girlfriend Ariel. When Garrett had flew in earlier, the plane had left his luggage in Atlanta, so then afterward we headed out to the airport, and hung around the airport bar until gwalker´s luggage came in.

Saturday was pretty sad - a lot of Sapient people showed up to mproca´s funeral, and I´m sure his family appreciated the support... Afterwards, we all parted ways - we dropped gwalker back off at the airport, and I drove back down to DC. The trip this time was much smoother, but between Baltimore and DC, it started raining crazy-rain. I took a nap when I arrived home, and then Daiv Hollman picked me up, picked up Violetta, and we went back out towards Baltimore for Blagg´s b-day party...

Anyways, I slept something like 9 hours last night, so I´m feeling much better... still a little blah...

Matt Libby is in town for work. I drove out to Laurel tonight to hang out with him and Blagg. We talked about mproca a bit tonight... on the way home, I started really thinking about going out to the funeral tomorrow and Saturday, and I got this intense sinking feeling. I think up till now I haven´t really thought much about it (read: denial). I think it´ll be much different when I´m there. I think I´ll be bad... I´m actually dreading it quite a bit...
I was just watching Hong Kong news on the International Channel. Apparently there´s a cab driver out there who has SARS. They were asking everyone who took his cab to go into quarantine. How fucked up is that?

Sometimes it pays off to go though the trouble of wading through red tape. Last month was a particularly bad month for me and parking tickets. On a whim, I contested two of my tickets on pretty thin grounds, and lo and behold, I got $150 worth of parking tickets waived. Happy days abound!
The past few days, I´ve been like this:


In the "Nurse Stimpy" episode of Ren and Stimpy, and the end of the episode in which Ren is deathly sick the whole time, Ren finally gets better one morning, when the sun rises and creeps through the window, exposing Ren´s now-recovered face, and then he gets up, raises both fists, and yells, "I feel like a meeeeelion bucks!". (I tried to find a picture of this, but failed).

I had imagined that the day I recovered, that this is how it would happen... Well, I woke up this morning, a bit tired, sinuses still a bit out of wack... throat a bit sore, but still, on the whole much better. I took my temperature, and for the first time in four days, I´m not running a fever, so I´d say I´m 80% better, which is fine enough for me. Now, no more excuse not to be productive (find a job, study Chinese, practice, etc)
Cool...
I was just listening to NPR - the Diane Rehm show, and she mentioned that every friday she does her show live at the National Geographic building, which happens to be a 5 minute walk away. So I just called, and got a seat to her show tomorrow morning. I think I´m finally taking advantage of living in DC