Sometimes I come outside at just he right time of dusk and witness this brilliant display of color. It happened to me today when I left work and in this picture, when I was coming out of Target this weekend. If you don’t get the shot right away, it’ll be gone in 20 seconds!
It’s funny how interconnected we can be. Lately I have come across many situations that make me shake my head at how small the world can be at times (or maybe it’s just LA). The most prominent example is when I commented on a friend and coworker’s Facebook about a post he put up, then later saw that the next person to comment was one of the girls who used to live in my house! The house that we have owned for about 10 years now… At work the next day, I had to ask my coworker how he knew this girl and (dun dun dun…) she’s his cousin! Wow. Of all the coincidences in this universe, that is one I didn’t see coming. So as it turns out, my coworker had been in my house before, many many years ago.
Other such situations include a trip to Wurstküche in downtown LA, where I got into line right behind a fellow 2008 UCLA orientation counselor! Then, later on as I was eating, I looked up to find one of my pledge bros from AKPsi sitting at another table. Imagine that. And many months ago, one of the engineers at work and one of the operations girls were chatting because they found they had both lived in Michigan. When the guy mentioned that he swam, she was interested because she had worked on the coaching staff or been an assistant. Further probing revealed that she had actually been there working with the swim team that he was on during the time that he would have been on the team! And then they both end up at the same (very small) company out in California?!
In addition, that same girl recently found out that her former roommate bartended with the girlfriend of one of our sales guys. Of all the bars in LA and all the roommates and girlfriends these people could have had… Seriously, what’s up with all this interconnectedness? I guess even a large city like Los Angeles can quickly become small after a couple years of building relationships and connections. Eventually you’re no more than a 2nd degree contact to anyone!
Aww, there’s a hospital in downtown LA that lit up its lights in the shape of hearts.
I find it interesting how differently each creature swims. You’ve got the glider, the floater, and the jerky kicker!
When I eat foods, the most important factor tends to be the texture of the dish rather than its taste. That’s why I don’t eat calamari and why I love soup. I’ll go for almost anything if it’s moist! It’s very rare that I would like a dry dish with no sauce, so soup is generally a safe bet, since it has to have some liquid content at least. I don’t know if other people care as much (I doubt it) and I think that usually people care more about the taste of their food. However, it doesn’t work that way for me and I’d rather have a tasteless dish that wasn’t dry than a really flavorful dish that left me with cottonmouth.
For the most part, this isn’t really an issue – I love things that are smooth, crispy, crunchy, or any variety of textures as long as it’s not rubbery. Something about the elasticity of a food (usually seafood) just doesn’t appeal to me at all. Luckily, most things aren’t like that. As for dishes that are very dry, I’ll still eat them if I have plenty of water. I can’t stand it if I don’t get enough liquids to mask the dryness, which is why hot chocolate and tea are my friends when it comes to cookies and crackers. Maybe my body’s trying to tell me that I’m not hydrated enough?
Whatever it is, I’m always looking for a place with great soup or noodle soup. Yummm…
I’ve been so distracted at home that I don’t even get online at night! I mean with cuties like my cats, why would I need to? Also, my bruising is really coming out. The soreness is fading a bit…
An update on my bruising. Much more purple now... Looks like South America and Australia to me!
Missy was really enjoying herself on my bed.
Molly got as perfectly circular as she possibly could. I've got to say, she did a pretty good job!
I took a break before stuffing my LoveSac PillowSac through my doorway, so Missy decided she'd enjoy it first.
Today was move-out day and boy did I get beat up! My poor legs and feet are throbbing and I’ve developed a couple of bruises from getting banged up.
I’ve never been a fan of cold drinks, though I have enjoyed some here and there. Usually iced drinks are too cold for me, so I opt for room temperature or even hot water. Luckily, this seems to be a growing trend and I no longer get the raised eyebrow when I ask for hot water at a restaurant. I’m glad that my beverage choice is something that more people are adopting, especially since it’s probably easier on your body.
I remember reading once that contrary to popular belief, ice water is not more thirst-quenching. In fact, it said that warm water is the best for absorption and therefore more thrist-quenching. However, through media portrayals, it seems we have learned that only cold drinks can satisfy our needs after a strenuous workout or on a hot day. I think that cold water feels refreshing and it wakens you a bit, which gives the impression that it is better when you’re thirsty. In addition, if you’ve built up a lot of heat from working out or are already too hot from the weather, you want to feel the coolness of the drink to help lower your temperature.
Still, I usually prefer at least room temperature water in those situations when my body is hotter than it would like to be. I find that cold drinks numb my mouth and freeze up my insides, which isn’t comfortable at all! I’ve always been sensitive to temperature changes, so when it gets cold or I cool down too much, my stomach and intestines throw a fit. Perhaps that’s the real reason why I avoid really cold drinks. Who wants to have a stomachache after they drink a cup of water?
Anyways, this whole cold drink popularity thing has always baffled me, since it’s not really the same in Chinese culture. I don’t think the Chinese would have iced their drinks if it weren’t for Western influences. Whatever makes cold drinks so appealing just isn’t worth it to me. I’ll take the drink in the box over the one in the cooler any day. And watch me quench my thirst better. 😉
I am amazed that she can bend her neck all the way down for a scratch and that her knees bend the other way. Sitting like that doesn’t look comfortable. Is she even keeping the eggs warm?
Back when I was visiting Panda in DC in the summer, I came across some random interesting sights. Behold.
In case you forget what a crosswalk is for?
I never knew they had branded three-wheelers! This guy's riding in style, isn't he?
A building under renovation.
Up, up and away!
