First thing yesterday morning, I went hunting for their food, sweetgum leaves. Drove and walked around and finally found some right by our condo! I wish the gardener didn't trim the trees so much though. It's really hard for me to reach, but I still got some. I will need to bring a chair with me next time.

They're so fun to watch, 150 of them crawling and munching on leaves. I had to wake up a little before 5 this morning, but I didn't get to bed till 1 because I was just sitting there watching and playing with them. Not smart! This is my favorite phase of their metamorphosis, the larva stage - the later instars. I can't wait till they're really big and fat! I hope they don't get out of hand. I think I will separate them soon to give them some space. This is a picture from the web. It's sleeping here. It's funny how when we sleep, we lay our heads down, but they lift up their heads instead. Heh, that's so funny to me.

Can't wait to go home and see them... oh yeah, and Sam, too. Oh, and the Korean soap opera. It's pretty good. I'm half way through.

P.S. I finished reading that book, The Nice and the Good. Finally! That allowed me to move on with my life.

Listening to Boys II Men. When I hear them, I'm reminded of how much I love R&B, crazy harmonies, rimshots, and innovative fills that go where you don't expect the note to fall. This CD is pretty good. But none can surpass "Cooleyhighharmony". Their harmonies can give me goose bumps and float me away.

It's going to be a long weekend for many at work due to the biggest go-live EVER! Poor Jennifer might need to stay till midnight and be on-call the rest of the long weekend. I'll pay for it with production support when the system comes back up. *fingers crossed*

Nothing planned for the weekend other than relaxing and trying to finish the book. 105 pages to go... I can do it?
Do you have anything planned?

So it was nice to play Mario Kart and knock people out with turtle shells or zap'em with lightening! I don't even remember us owning it and Sam dragged it out this past weekend.

Anyway, I was so terrible at it. I always came in LAST place and Sam always comes in first. And then I hurt my thumb and it was numb for more than a day. Then Sam told me I didn't have to steer the entire time. Well, no wonder I couldn't stay on course and cramped up my left hand! Reminds me of how my Dad almost sprained his thumb playing an Intelevision game with my brother... eons ago. What a dangerous sport.

Well, I've improved since the weekend. I even got first place once! But only on the easy level, and only if Sam is not playing. I always choose the Toad. He's cute.

I'm going to practice some more tonight. But then I also have to read the book... and watch American Idol. 138 more pages to go till I finish the book. My deadline is June 2nd; when it's due. I've already renewed it once. Pressure.

Haha, I was funny! I'm rarely funny.

Speaking of love triangles, I have a Korean drama waiting for me at home: Sweet 18. I can't wait to get all wrapped up in it until I don't know night from day. Not sure if there's a love triangle in it. But usually there is with Korean dramas. Thanks, Cynthia!! Season finales are all wrapping up this week so I'll have time for this.

I've been reading a book: The Nice and the Good. It's a murder mystery, which I don't usually read. Everything's happening very very slowly. I feel like giving up... but I'm already more than half way through. I must persevere. The book was written in the 60s and was supposedly pretty popular back then. My sis-in-law says that she doesn't like used books. With this book, I totally understand why. I borrowed it from the library and it looks pretty tattered. There's all these crumbs and stains in the pages. I've even found thin blonde hairs in there. Who knows what other nasty microscopic dirtiness I'm touching that is falling on me or my bed.

Have you seen that commercial for Baskin Robbins? An Asian girl goes up to her dad, weepy. "Mom says I can go to Baskin Robbins if I get an A." She hands her dad her test. A big circled F in red. So he takes his pen and draw a line so it looks like an A. He says, "Get in the car!" He's already zoomed off by the time she looks up. Hahaha!

I remember back in college, I called my mom and said, "I got a C on my test". I was so disappointed in myself. She said, "It's okay, as long as you did your best." What a relief. That meant more to me than getting an A.

I got the worst grades in Accounting classes. Sadly, it was my major. Not only till my senior year did I realize, "What am I doing? I hate accounting!" By then, I just wanted to be out of school. So I got my degree and now what I do have nothing to do with Accounting. Thank God!

I went to an aerobics/strength training class last week. It was tough but very fun! And when you feel like you're about to give up, the energy in his voice makes you feel like you can keep going, at the same time assuring you that it'd soon be over. It felt good afterwards. And my muscles ached all over the next day. That nice ache. Man, I am really out of shape.

I may look skinny, but I am a fat-skinny. My trainer wants me to drop 10% on my total body fat. (Total mochi, I tell you.) When he told me that I gave him a ARE-YOU-KIDDING-ME?! look. I don't think that's going to happen. Not at the rate I'm going, at least.

I love this phrase: Fat is the messenger of flavor. (Like that Chinese fat pork dish, mmm... so good.)
Do not eat me.

This morning, en route to work, one eye was a bit blurry. Then all of a sudden, everything went cloudy on both eyes. It freaked me out! It felt like I was looking through vellum paper all of a sudden; all I saw were white blurry objects, this one brighter or larger than the other. Kind of like driving in very dense fog but I couldn't even see inside my own car. And then I almost hit a lady jogging. So I turned around and changed into my glasses. Thank goodness it wasn't blurry after that. If it stayed blurry I would have gone into hysterics.

I'm thinking it has to do with my tear film that gets trapped under the contacts. Darn you tear ducts, you don't know when to produce the right amount of tears or drain the right amount.

Thank God for glasses! I have an old pair. I'm going to donate it to an organization that will send it to someone who can use it. It's so good to be able to see. Sam and Jongni have perfect vision. I don't think they are Asian.

Vendors were lined along both sides of a winded path selling food, costumes, jewelry, pottery, paintings...

We came across a booth selling paintings of fairies and whimsical creatures. I was captivated by this one, "Merbaby". So nurturing and beautiful. I'm thinking of making a purchase. I sent her an email today to inquire. Yay.

You know how sometimes you buy an outfit to go with a pair of shoes? This picture makes me want to have a girl one day so I can put this in her nursery.