that's what you get for waking up in vegas

On Saturday, my friends and I went to see "The Hangover" while hungover, which albeit was a cliche move on our part but it definitely did not detract at all from the experience. The movie was easily one of the funniest films I've seen in a long time, a blend of comedy and mystery, tigers and babies.

But the real question remains: was the perfectly timed release of Katy Perry's latest single "Waking Up in Vegas" planned to coincide with the film's Box Office takeover, or was it all just cosmic luck?

you thought you were glowing

An office favorite:

please be punctual

"Excuse me. I know this is random," he said, "but I've been standing here at the metro stop waiting for my friend, and I saw you and said to myself, 'If you don't go and talk to that girl over there, you're going to be kicking yourself later.' You have this grace about you. Do you do yoga or meditate?"

I said no to both.

He was a med student from New Jersey interning in eye surgery and next told me I looked like his ex-girlfriend, some girl from Australia who was skinny and tall and worked in the fashion industry. He kept touching my elbow, but seemed relatively harmless, though a little awkward. He wasn't unattractive, but I wasn't attracted to him either.

He asked if we could grab coffee, but I declined and said I was waiting for my friend for dinner (which was true).

Then shit got weird.

The random touching of my elbow, which seemed a little forced to begin with, led to him touching my hair, saying it was "cool." Next thing I knew:

"I have this really big urge to kiss you right now," is what he's saying to me. "It's spontaneous, a little taboo in broad daylight...."

Mentally I cursed my friend for, of all days, being late that day.

mission accomplished

YESTERDAY I SAW OBAMA!
At the wreath laying ceremony in Arlington.

older but not wiser

I saw my Grandpa today for the first time since... I don't even really remember. Eighth grade, I think.

He's been living in the same town as me since I was in elementary school and he has, since I last saw him, already become an American citizen, a fact that I didn't learn about until I came home this summer. Apparently, a little while back (when he was about 80), he also decided to take classes at a local college and has since graduated, which means that his entire life he's done nothing but either go to school or teach at a school. And play chess.

Communicating with him was interesting since he prefers to speak Mandarin or Shanghainese to me and I only speak English back to him. Mom sort of served as a translator, but more or less, we understood each other.

Weirder though was summarizing my entire childhood, high school experience, and current college and career aspirations in what was about a 20 minute visit (though granted, about 15 minutes of that was devoted to discussing currency exchange rates between Hong Kong, China, and the US), having to tell him that I actually no longer go by my middle name anymore, and hearing about my half-uncle.