They're out and about
3 cops sighting on within a 10 mile stretch of I270 this morning. 2 were sitting on the side of the highway, waiting for the perfect prey, ready to pounce. As for the 3rd one, let's just say nothing slows morning rush hour traffic down like a cop car cruising in the fast lane at speed limit.

Makes me wonder if there were historical facts that people has a tendency to drive faster on Good Friday?!

view source
I had this problem at work the other day. My IE won't let me view source if I'm on a webpage that's over the net. If it's local, then notepad would pop up displaying the source. If I'm on say, this site, and then try to do a view source, nothing would happen.

I did a quick google groups search, and the solution seemed to be pretty simple. Delete some files off of your temporary internet folders, that'll fix the problem. However, I don't know why. Maybe there's a limit how many files the computer can store in the temp folders? Hmm. Whatever, as long as my problems are fixed.

Food
Like Don said, those of you who knows Southern boy knows that he loves to think about food. Not that I have anything against that, but I'm starting to see the effects.

I feel depressed in the morning because I don't fit in my pants no more. I know I've gained weight since last summer (I think then was my all time low), but never did I expect those pants to feel so tight. I still work out almost the same amount as I did before, but I think the person to blame is southern boy.

That man cooks almost everynight, so for dinner, other than the ranch-drenched salads, we usually have pork steaks, ribs, wings, cube steak, gravy, rice, potatoes, pasta w/ italian sausages... oh and did I mention potatoes?

How in the world am I suppose to keep all this weight off? I think back of last summer when I have cereals, cans of corn, and TV dinner for dinner. My clothes felt better on me then.

Bah. End of rant.

BTW honey, what are we having for dinner?

Routine
Everynight, before I got to sleep, I must take a quick shower, 3 minutes, in, out and then zzzzzz.

Last night, I was too lazy, so I did the usual wash my face, brush my teeth, but I skipped the shower. Guess who's up at 2, 3 and 4 am tossing and turning and feeling rather uncomfortable on a otherwise very comfy bed?

I should know better than to mess with my daily routine, because it always come back and bite me.

Where did my 6 years go?
Not long ago, I stumbled across Mandy's site, who then pointed me to an Alumni site for my high school back in K.L.

Going through the site was weird. First of all, my grasp of the chinese language was bad enough, I could barely understand 1/4 of the content on screen. And then, when I happened to click on the photo albums, I saw pictures of all these familiar faces (I think it was class of 95 reunion *maybe?*), I'm pretty sure I was in the same class with these people in the pictures at some point or another, but for the life in me, I cannot remember their names.

Of all my childhood memories, the high school memory is the vaguest. I mean, I'm sure I had a good time then, but I was such an outcast amongst everyone. I got along with everyone on the surface, but I never did really connect with them like I did with my primary school (equivalent of grade school here) friends. My outlook in life, my aspirations, even my everyday behavior wasn't the norm within my circle of classmates. And the irony part of it is: most of my best buddies in high school were actually my friends from primary school. Friends like Pearly, Keen, Jeet, Adrian, I've known them way back.

After I graduated high school, I literally disappeared off the face of the earth. Other than my best buddies, nobody knew what I was up to. Years later I found out that most of my former classmates were scattered in the U.S. in various cities, working on their respective college degree, but it never did occured me to contact them. What was I going to say? It'll be a really awkward moment that I'd rather not have.

It's funny how I didn't even realized that a part of me has already left me, until I came across the photos with familiar faces and names that I don't recall.

Like I've always said, "oh well, life goes on..."

This week's outlook
I need some R&R after work, although my hectic schedule this week probably doesn't allow me to do so.
Monday: dinner at Kate's
Tuesday: meeting Brad on some freelance work
Wednesday: Eric's happy hour. I swear, I'm going to stop by for 1 drink, that's it.
Thursday: Meeting Jana and Erin at Blueberry Hill for Adstock. Coincidently, I have a friend playing in one of the bands and another good friend of mine will be there as well. It'll be good to see them.
Friday: Maybe, dinner with friends from out of town.

I think come saturday sunday, I just want to roll around and do nothing.

Yep, *sneeze* it is definitely spring
I love spring, and everything about it, except for those damn pollens. Yesterday marked the beginning of my sneezing fit. Boy and I got together with the usual gang to play putt putt, and the 1.5 hours outdoor was about to kill me. Runny nose, scratchy eyes, and all the good stuff.

So this morning I make sure I armed myself before I go running, I took a Claritin pill, sprayed Flonase up my nose, and put some Patanol eyedrops on my red eyeballs.

I was beginning to wonder what kind of effect that would have, when I feel the sudden drowsiness and flightiness hit me. Can't ask for a better combo of side effects now can I?