Another shot please?

We headed over to the Mission for some sushi (I think it was called YoYo?) and found ourselves in what looked to be a rat maze. None of us had realized that Carnaval was the next day so all these streets were blocked off. Luckily, someone moved a gate and we were outta there. With my oh so cool parking karma, we find a spot right across the street from the restaurant. *curtsie*

The five of us (Me, Jane, Jon, Mario, and Denny) meet up with Keith there and from the first introductions to Mario and Keith, I could tell there wasn't going to be any type of weird, first time meeting awkwardness right away. After dinner we head to an Element party for open bar (yah, we're cheap bastards) and take off to finally do our barhopping rounds in the Mission. From what I remember, I think we were at three bars: Skylark, some other bar around the corner I bump into college friends at, and Elbo Room (Denny had to remind me of that one). I learned four things that night: 1) pace yourself for a happy fun night, 2) be wise about the alcohol you decide to mix, 3) nonjudgemental, laid back people are the only people to be around when you're barhopping (none of the prissy, high maint. crap to deal with), and 4) pouring water on someone's head will make them stop snoring. Ha ha!

Thanks for a fun night guys!

Fridays are meant for chillen'

After coming home from work and taking a bit of a nap, Albert (close friend since college) came to scoop me up for dinner and a movie. Going along with this 'spending time with friends' theme, we both needed to be around each other to get our minds off other things. It's always refreshing to be around someone that completely thinks like and relates with you. It's almost like you don't have to finish stories because the other person can read your mind. We decided to watch Shrek 2 and it was absolutely hilarious. A must see! Thanks for a fun buddy night Albutt!

No matter how much I complain the next morning after going out on a weeknight, it's all pretty worth it if I've made time for my friends, especially my girl friends. Debbie and I decided to head out to downtown SJ. She even decided to use my face to practice her makeup skills. I'd say it turned out perfect.

Think of this post as half venting and half thinking out loud.

I can't even count how many times I've written about traditional courting- the chivalry...the romance. It's absolutely fabulous! It doesn't mean you put your best foot forward nor does it mean you forget to woo a girl to giddy oblivion. In the beginning, it's as a friendship. You're getting to know each other. You listen to each other and you remember all the small things. (ie her favorite flower or that funny childhood story he told you) You lose complete track of time. You see this other side of the person you normally wouldn't see. And if you're lucky, he/she might even be just as giddy as you are.

Sometimes, though, people don't know how to let go and be themselves. The end up putting up this huge wall. Maybe it's because they're scared. Maybe because they're jaded from the last relationship. Or maybe they're just control freaks and don't know what it is to let go. We've all been there at one point or another.

Men (as opposed to boys or immature men) - I challenge you to think outside of the box. It's okay to color outside of the lines. Don't be conventional and don't calculate every risk you take. Strategies are good for your retirement plan or a poker game, but not for "woo'ing" a girl.

For quite a bit of time, I've just been doing what I need to do and it's the same, day in and day out. I've kept myself busy with work, a few softball games here and there, maintained enough of a social life that people didn't think i fell off the face of the earth, and dealt with some weird insomnia bug (yes, insomnia again!). It's all been pretty routine though. How blah!

I needed to change it up a bit. After a night of hanging out with the girls in the city and sleeping a few hours, I woke up in the mood to enjoy some of the bay area sunshine. The local farmer's market was calling my name and I wanted to wander around, in search of some fresh cut flowers for my room. I came home with my some fresh fruit and some of my favorite flowers - gerber daisies. Sooo pretty.

Saturday night, Kaibin decided to celebrate her birthday at Suite one8one (the old Polly Esther's) after dinner. Before the drunken silliness, here's a sober picture of the girls. Lots of fun but the hangover lingered on Sunday.

*giddy tine*

Blogger relaunched today and it's fantabulous! We sipped on wine, tested a bunch, toasted with champagne, and applauded it's launch. Woohoooo! I *heart* the new Blogger!

Oh yeah, Happy Blogger's Day errr Mother's Day!

The last two weeks have been one crazy emotional roller coaster and now that I'm finally settling down back into the normal routine of my life, it's left me a bit melancholy. It started at a low from the funeral, a complete 180 about the IPO news, a memorable dinner date, a really long tiring weekend of family and softball playoffs, and a goodbye to a good friend of mine that was on his way back to Amsterdam. It was almost impossible trying to wake up this morning and after a day at work, I went straight to my bed to take a much needed nap.

Life is definitely up and down these days, but I wouldn't have it any other way. It's these times that you learn to lean on the people that mean the most to you.