Soulmate... Hahahahaha!

I had a conversation with James the other day. He was telling me about a conversation he had with a friend of his about dating and what women are looking for (or think they are looking for, hahaha). He told her, "the next time a girl uses the word 'soulmate' it will be a deal breaker!"

Hahahaha! I thought that was so funny! We got serious after a while (no really we did!). What exactly is a soulmate? Can a person be evaluated in a matter of 2-3 dates to know they are or not a person's soulmate?

I would question any person reaching the conclusion that the person they have been dating for 2-3 dates (arbitrary number) is either the one or not the one. How can you know a person in such a short time? Isn't the whole idea of a soulmate or being in a relationship is finding out whether or not you can live with this other person? Seeing whether or not their two personalities, their like and dislikes, attitudes, aptitudes and a whole lot of other 'tudes match or can play nice with each other? Love at first sight is all and good if it is LOVE, not flavor of the month.
And what about forcing the soulmate card? I mean wanting something to work out so much that one or the other starts "morphing" themselves into the person they think the other one wants? How much of oneself must be surrendered? I understand compromises and changing quirks and habits, but what about suspending beliefs in the hopes that 'after' assimilation the desired change(s) can and will take place? Isn't that false advertising?

I'll admit I have a 'fantasy person' in mind when I look for my significant other, but I know that it is a fantasy. No one is going to be able to fit in that cookie cutter model of what I think is the perfect person. It is funny that the "perfect person" that everyone ends up with has a lot of imperfections and they all say, "that's what makes him/her perfect."

Soulmate. . . Ha! I agree with James. I think the word is mostly 'mis'used by people with commitment issues or delusional. Tell me I'm wrong. Leave a comment.

The Winnie the Pooh Curse

Not really...

But two of the people who were responsible for the voices of two of the Winnie the Pooh characters died recently. Paul Winchell (tigger) and John Fiedler (piglet) died within the same week joining Sterling Holloway, who provided the voice of Winnie the Pooh (he past back in 1992).
The wonderful thing about tiggers,Is tiggers are wonderful things,

Their tops are made out of rubber,Their bottoms are made out of springs,

They're bouncy,trouncy,flouncy,POUNCY,Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun!

But the most wonderful thing about tiggers is

I'm the only one!!
Oh, the wonderful thing about tiggers is tiggers are wonderful chaps

They're loaded with vim and with vigor,They love to leap in your laps.

They're jumpy, bumpy, clumpy, thumpy,Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun !

But the most wonderful thing about tiggers is

I'm the only one!!
Tiggers are cud-dl-y fellows,Tiggers are awfully sweet,

Everyone else is jealous,That's why I repeat:
The wonderful thing about tiggers,Is tiggers are wonderful things,

Their tops are made out of rubber,Their bottoms are made out of springs,

They're bouncy,trouncy,flouncy,pouncyFun! Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun!

But the most wonderful thing about tiggers is

I'm the only one !

Asian people at weddings suck!

Ok, this is going to be a RANT! And lengthy so be warned.

I really believe that weddings are an awesome thing! I can't wait for my own but that would be a different thing altogether. I know when I get married I would want friends and relatives to help me celebrate the occasion. First to witness the fact then party afterwards, right? You would think...
I went to the 3rd of probably 5 weddings I'll be attending this year. The last one was last Saturday and it was a very nice day for a wedding. The ceremony, church, wedding dress, blah, blah blah was beautiful. The church where the ceremony took place could have been filled a bit more (compared to the reception, but I'm getting to that). The first thing I do when I get an invitation is check the date then the location, makes sense right? That way I know how long it is going to take to get there, etc. People were coming in late! When I say late we're talking a half hour to 45 minutes late! People were getting there as we were leaving asking "did we miss it?" I didn't want to be rude... ok I wanted to be rude but friends shut me up and answered the bozo's question. I bet they weren't late for the free cocktails at the reception!!!!
People had 2 hours to get to the reception which was 20 minutes away, we took our time and and got there half an hour early and the drink and appetizer vultures were hovering the tables. Did these people think they weren't going to be fed?
So they open up the banquet hall and everything was decorated very nice, though a little cramped. The food quality was really good, seared ahi, filet mignon or a vegetarian dish (that a few people actually had. The bride and groom came in, the parents on both sides introduced, the wedding party came in, the toasts, blah, blah, blah... the food came, people ate.


Then people started leaving! This is the part where the title comes in!

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that this wedding was a predominantly chinese/asian wedding. Well, attended by predominantly asians, as were the other weddings I've been to this year.

As soon as these people, most of whom didn't go to the ceremony, got fed -- they up and left! The digestion process has yet to start in their filled stomachs and they were already headed out the door! Nothing would piss me off more than wanting to celebrate a milestone in my life with FRIENDS and family and then find a near empty banquet hall and a huge dance floor occupied solely by your wedding party!

When it comes to my turn, there will be steps to insure a party.

1. A "party with us" contract included in the invitation.
2. Reception on a boat.
3. Reception on an island.
4. Guards (maybe armed)
5. Dogs

Who am I kidding? The only thing to do really is to be selective as to who gets invited. Family and friends. Not co-workers, not friends of friends (unless significant others), not people from church (unless they ARE family and friends) and definitely not clients or people you do business with (UNLESS they fit the family and friends qualification).

Anyway, that's my RANT and I'm sticking to it. I doubt if any of those bozos will ever read this or even hear of it. The next wedding you go to, remember this it is a celebration! If you all you want out of it is a free meal and be able to say "Oh yeah, I WAS invited to so and so's wedding" as if it is some kind of badge of social standing, stay the H#*L home!

How to get Married....

So, I had made a decision to "Get Out There" which would hopefully lead to marriage. I had a get out there plan, but I guess it wasn't good enough. So, I came up with a new plan! A "How to get married" plan. Here is a step by step list of how:

1. Find girl.
2. Date girl.
3. Determine if girl is "the one."
4. Convince girl that I am "the one."
5. Get married.

There! That should do it. Now if only I can get pass #1. I wonder what the timeframe should be?

Cliff died

I found out recently that one of my classmates from high school died last month. Though we weren't that close in high school, we were friends. Which is really saying a lot because I didn't really have a lot of friends in high school. I was one of the first visibly "darker shade" students and I got into a lot of "arguments" my first two years of high school.
Now, Cliff Becker was a nice guy. I remember him being funny and letting everyone in on the "joke." I remember his girlfriend as one of the nicest girls in high school. Couldn't say anything bad about Tina Ippolito (I wonder how she's doing?).
Anyway, I lost touch with Cliff after graduation. Our friendship never really got to the "Keep-In-Touch" stage. Though our younger sisters were in the same class and sort of kept in touch.
Cliff did pretty well for himself. Read here.

Cliff's death got me thinking. I haven't been in the best of health lately. Wednesday was the second anniversary of my heart attack. As far as I'm concerned I'm still trying to recupe from that. I've got a packet in my chest that is supposed to give me a "jolt" if my heart ever stops. I know this line of thinking isn't doing me any good. I guess I'm just a little sad and a little scared.

I'm Not There Yet

I am not there yet.
I have been practicing and exercising my patience.
I was driving on the 605 Freeway as I usually do every morning to go to work, when a car cut into my lane coming very close to my car. My first reaction was to lay on the horn and give this person the "salute" but I stopped myself. For no other reason than, I was too lazy to roll down the window, change lanes, speed up alongside this "driver" and then put on my enraged face.
I thought I would just stare into his rear view mirror and exaggeratedly shake my head so he can see what I was doing. Then I stopped myself again. Like this person who already decided to cut people off would care whether or not the people he just cut off (me) approve of what he had just done… right.
I thought hard and came up with the following reaction…
I prayed to thank God that I was not hurt. I prayed to thank God that no one else was hurt. I prayed that this person gets to where he needs to go in one piece without hurting anyone else. I kept thinking about that last part over and over again until I felt that I really meant it. I made that driver’s safety one of my concerns. By the time he was no longer in sight, his safety was something I really cared about. I hope he got to his destination safely.

Pack rat

I am such a pack rat!!!
I've SOOO much junk lying around and I can't seem to let go and throw some of these things away! I place a lot of "sentimental value" on things that become junk after a couple of days. But after a couple of days, the "stuff" some how gained squatter's rights!

Some of them I've had for quite a while.

I have a little break coming to me in a couple of weeks and I think I am going to "get tough"and do some serious spring cleaning. Maybe, just maybe I will be able to see the floor again...

Need SLEEP!!!

"I'm not the young man I used to be"

Nice saying, but for me it is more like...

"I'm not the young man I never was"

I've done marathons before but four straight 18 hour days in a row is insane! It is getting to the point that the 4 hours (about what I get after the shower/bathroom rituals get done) of sleep I get, do more harm than help.
I figure one or two more days of this and the hallucinations should start kicking in. At least there's a movie on this flight. I think I passed around a petition a while back to extend the days from 24 hours to 36, anyone seen that petition floating around yet?

My sister and I went to "Japanese Dessert Land" again last night -- I know what was I thinking? I had to take a break from schoolwork for a while. The pages were starting to blend into one thick one and I couldn't turn the page, because there was only one... This place is fast becoming a favorite for us. We haven't figured out the entire menu yet, but we are slowly experimenting using the hit or miss method. I had a hot "barley embryo" milk tea and even though it was on the sweet side, it was very not bad.

We used to go to another "late night place" next door.

But I guess this will be the "flavor of the month" for a while.

Well, I have class again tonight til 10:00 hopefully, I'll be able to sleep in tomorrow (no work). I think there is a road trip scheduled...