Since my birthday I haven't had that much time to catch up with my blog... Nothing interesting to entertain my blog with. But.. I have been a guest blogger on Beeker's blog this month. It's pretty interesting writing about someone else's life from my point of view. Maybe I should end the month's guest blogging with the type of entries in my blog instead of Beeker's daily chronicles... just a thought.
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Friday, September 24, 2004
Meet my new little friend, Rumpshaker! He's one of the gifts that Beeker gave me for my birthday. While I work at home before I head to LA, he's keeping me company, by dancing for me. He responds to sound so imagine him next to my speaker. All I wanna do is a zoom zoom zoom and a boom boom... He's soooo cute *giddy*
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
He's Just Not That Into You
By Roxanne Roberts
Washington Post Staff Writer
Monday, August 23, 2004; Page C01
It was a great date. He promised to call. He never called.
The average single woman will stare at the phone, willing it to ring. A long list of possibilities noisily circle through her brain, like a hamster on an exercise wheel: He lost my number . He's really busy. He's intimidated. I talked too much. I drank too much. I slept with him. I didn't sleep with him. Ei-yi-yi . . .
No, no, no. None of the above. The answer, according to author Greg Behrendt, is that he's not really interested. Doesn't matter why. No ego-soothing platitudes. No pop psychology. No cute relationship tricks. He's just not that into you. The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable.
The tough talk is tough love for women from Behrendt, who strips away all the excuses for men (why he didn't call, isn't faithful, disappears, won't commit, etc., etc.) in the new book, "He's Just Not That Into You: The No-Excuses Truth to Understanding Guys," so that women will stop wasting their time on the wrong guy.
The Los Angeles comedian was a bachelor for two decades before settling down. By his own admission, he was guilty of plenty of bad dating behavior -- which made him a perfect consultant to the hit HBO series "Sex and the Cit y." For the last three seasons, Behrendt advised the show's all-female writing staff and Executive Producer Michael Patrick King, who is gay. Behrendt sat in on scriptwriting sessions a couple of times a week, providing the "straight male" feedback.
"The biggest lie of all is 'It's not you' -- because you are the person I'm in the relationship with. The truth is, 'It is you, and I'm not into you,' " says Behrendt, 41, now a happily married father of a 2-year-old daughter.
About 18 months ago, Behrendt listened to the female writers ("All sharp, all attractive, couldn't have more going for themselves," he says) discuss a guy who had gone out with one of them, kissed her, then declined to come up to her apartment because he had an early meeting. No call the next day, but he sent an e-mail a week later. The women all reassured her that she was fabulous and that he must be scared or really busy. She asked Behrendt to weigh in. He knew no morning meeting will keep an attracted man from a midnight mambo. "My first thought was, 'I don't care if I'm flying the space shuttle tomorrow, I'm coming up.' "
He broke the news: The guy wasn't into her.
The writers gasped. "We were horrified," remembers Liz Tuccillo. "It was like we were all punched in the stomach. Then we started laughing." The cruel reality descended on the room. Each woman grilled Behrendt about her own relationship, and each time he shot down all the sympathetic excuses. The bottom line: If these men were truly interested, they would call, be faithful, commit, and more. It was just common sense to him, but a revelation -- like cracking an ancient, secret code -- to the women.
"He's just not that into you" was written in a sixth season script of the show, the blunt answer to Miranda when she puzzled over the baffling behavior of her new beau. But Tuccillo (never married and 41 years old)was so taken with the idea that she also decided to write a book with Behrendt detailing the many vari ations of "JNTIY" in relationships. "I had so many years and years of making excuses for men," she says. Writing the book with Behrendt forced her to break decades of bad habits.
To wit: While working on the manuscript, Tuccillo mentioned that a new guy promised to call over the weekend. "It was Sunday night, and he hadn't called. I was bummed out. On Monday night, he calls and I'm overjoyed. I tell Greg, 'That guy called. I'm so happy.' And Greg's reaction was, 'But he didn't call you when he said he was going to.' "Tuccillo was annoyed -- at Behrendt. "You are such a drag, Greg," she told him. "Give me a break. He was off by 24 hours." But ultimately, Behrendt was right. "He's the big brother you wish you had. He's demanding these men treat you the way you should be treated."
There's plenty of dating advice, God knows, and most of it is for women trying to deconstruct the hearts of men. The premise, of course, is that men are complicated, emotionally stunted creatures incapable of direct action. And so women spend years obsessing with understanding girlfriends, wildly hoping that deep down he's really in love and wants to be with them.
Even if he doesn't pick up the phone. Oh, wait -- even if he can't reach into his pocket and dial his cell phone, which is otherwise glued to his adorable ear. When you Google "Why didn't he call?" you get more than 1,500 hits in this vein: "I went out on a date about two weeks ago with a guy who seemed EXTREMELY interested in me and I in him. We had a great time and he wasn't afraid to express to me what a great time he was having. . . . I was 100% when he said good night and what a great time he had and that he would definitely call." He didn't, of course, and about a week later the heartsick writer ran into him. He said he had lost her number, and asked for it again. And then he (duh!) didn't call. She was utterly baffled. People always want to know, "What happened?" Nothing happened, says Nancy Ki rsch, senior vice president of It's Just Lunch international dating service. "Ultimately, chemistry is impossible to predict. That's what it boils down to." Sometimes, she has to break it gently to clients. "I hate to think that someone thinks they did something wrong or something not right enough on a date. That's just not the case." But women, she says, are much more prone to second-guessing than men. "We want to try to figure it out. We want to fix it." And they so want to believe men are telling the truth. But no.
Behrendt believes men would rather chew off their arms than admit the truth. Why do they lie? Not just lie, but kiss and compliment and generally mess with women's heads rather than say, "I'm just not that into you"? He thinks it's fear of confrontation. "I can't even tell you why. Men are afraid of women being upset or yelling. In a fight with a guy, you know what it is: It gets verbal, then it gets physical. With a women, you don't know where it's going to go, and you know it can't and shouldn't get physical."
Relationship correspondent Jon Platner weighs the pros and cons of honesty in a column on AskMen.com called How to Reject the Girl You Don't Want. He concludes that honesty can make women defensive and confrontational. "She may also ask you countless questions about what she did wrong, a situation you definitely don't want to be stuck in," he writes. He prefers Option 2: Give her gradual hints such as stop returning her calls, saying you just got out of a relationship and are hesitant to leap into another one, or are too busy with your career.
Platner's strategy is that the woman will give up: "This is ideal because it ends the relationship without you having to outright reject her. But even if she's slow to get the hint and it still comes down to you spelling it out, at least you will have softened the blow."
So it's better to lie? Or not call? Or just disappear? Well, yeah. Behrendt admits he was one of those guys. He doesn't remember cheating on girlfriends, but "other than that, you can mark me down as all of them." That is, until he met his wife, Amiira, six years ago. He was really, really into her from the very start. "It was like being brought up from the minors to the majors," he says. "She was just 'it.' I was able to envision a future with her almost immediately." He says he worked hard to make Amiira part of his life: She operated at a certain level, and he had to step up to that level. "I really had to be a better man, all the way around, to be with her," he says. "Other women in other relationships would suggest changes that I wasn't willing to make."
When a guy is truly interested in a woman, he pursues her. That's the way it's always been, he says, and equality hasn't changed it. And so Behrendt strips away the excuses: If a man is into you, he'll ask you out. (In fact, Behrendt believes no woman should ask out a man who hasn't a sked her out first.) He will call, no matter now busy, because you'll be a bright spot in his day. He will want to have sex with you, and will stop having sex with other women. He will want to be with you when he's sober, not just to party. If he's really, really into you he'll want to marry you. He's not into you if he's breaking up with you, or disappearing with no explanation, or married to someone else, or abusive.
There are exceptions to every rule, he says, but he really wants you to ignore them. You might be wonderful, but many wonderful women are in relationships with men who don't call, don't bother, don't care. It's wiser, he says, to assume the worst: You're the rule. He's not that into you, so get out and find someone who is.
"I'm hoping this starts a revolution that gets everyone to step up and behave better," he says. "I want women to honor themselves, and I want men to honor women." Unlike Carrie, Tuccillo hasn't found her Mr. Big. "I'd love to say I met the m an of my dreams and he treats me like a queen -- but that's not the case," she says. ". . . Obviously, I still feel bad if a guy rejects me, but the hours I spent agonizing and strategizing and trying to figure them out are gone. You can't help but feel stronger and more confident when that's out of your life."
(c) 2004 The Washington Post Company
Yes, I know I should have just linked to this article, but all the ones I found online were shorter versions of it... *curtsie*
Washington Post Staff Writer
Monday, August 23, 2004; Page C01
It was a great date. He promised to call. He never called.
The average single woman will stare at the phone, willing it to ring. A long list of possibilities noisily circle through her brain, like a hamster on an exercise wheel: He lost my number . He's really busy. He's intimidated. I talked too much. I drank too much. I slept with him. I didn't sleep with him. Ei-yi-yi . . .
No, no, no. None of the above. The answer, according to author Greg Behrendt, is that he's not really interested. Doesn't matter why. No ego-soothing platitudes. No pop psychology. No cute relationship tricks. He's just not that into you. The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable.
The tough talk is tough love for women from Behrendt, who strips away all the excuses for men (why he didn't call, isn't faithful, disappears, won't commit, etc., etc.) in the new book, "He's Just Not That Into You: The No-Excuses Truth to Understanding Guys," so that women will stop wasting their time on the wrong guy.
The Los Angeles comedian was a bachelor for two decades before settling down. By his own admission, he was guilty of plenty of bad dating behavior -- which made him a perfect consultant to the hit HBO series "Sex and the Cit y." For the last three seasons, Behrendt advised the show's all-female writing staff and Executive Producer Michael Patrick King, who is gay. Behrendt sat in on scriptwriting sessions a couple of times a week, providing the "straight male" feedback.
"The biggest lie of all is 'It's not you' -- because you are the person I'm in the relationship with. The truth is, 'It is you, and I'm not into you,' " says Behrendt, 41, now a happily married father of a 2-year-old daughter.
About 18 months ago, Behrendt listened to the female writers ("All sharp, all attractive, couldn't have more going for themselves," he says) discuss a guy who had gone out with one of them, kissed her, then declined to come up to her apartment because he had an early meeting. No call the next day, but he sent an e-mail a week later. The women all reassured her that she was fabulous and that he must be scared or really busy. She asked Behrendt to weigh in. He knew no morning meeting will keep an attracted man from a midnight mambo. "My first thought was, 'I don't care if I'm flying the space shuttle tomorrow, I'm coming up.' "
He broke the news: The guy wasn't into her.
The writers gasped. "We were horrified," remembers Liz Tuccillo. "It was like we were all punched in the stomach. Then we started laughing." The cruel reality descended on the room. Each woman grilled Behrendt about her own relationship, and each time he shot down all the sympathetic excuses. The bottom line: If these men were truly interested, they would call, be faithful, commit, and more. It was just common sense to him, but a revelation -- like cracking an ancient, secret code -- to the women.
"He's just not that into you" was written in a sixth season script of the show, the blunt answer to Miranda when she puzzled over the baffling behavior of her new beau. But Tuccillo (never married and 41 years old)was so taken with the idea that she also decided to write a book with Behrendt detailing the many vari ations of "JNTIY" in relationships. "I had so many years and years of making excuses for men," she says. Writing the book with Behrendt forced her to break decades of bad habits.
To wit: While working on the manuscript, Tuccillo mentioned that a new guy promised to call over the weekend. "It was Sunday night, and he hadn't called. I was bummed out. On Monday night, he calls and I'm overjoyed. I tell Greg, 'That guy called. I'm so happy.' And Greg's reaction was, 'But he didn't call you when he said he was going to.' "Tuccillo was annoyed -- at Behrendt. "You are such a drag, Greg," she told him. "Give me a break. He was off by 24 hours." But ultimately, Behrendt was right. "He's the big brother you wish you had. He's demanding these men treat you the way you should be treated."
There's plenty of dating advice, God knows, and most of it is for women trying to deconstruct the hearts of men. The premise, of course, is that men are complicated, emotionally stunted creatures incapable of direct action. And so women spend years obsessing with understanding girlfriends, wildly hoping that deep down he's really in love and wants to be with them.
Even if he doesn't pick up the phone. Oh, wait -- even if he can't reach into his pocket and dial his cell phone, which is otherwise glued to his adorable ear. When you Google "Why didn't he call?" you get more than 1,500 hits in this vein: "I went out on a date about two weeks ago with a guy who seemed EXTREMELY interested in me and I in him. We had a great time and he wasn't afraid to express to me what a great time he was having. . . . I was 100% when he said good night and what a great time he had and that he would definitely call." He didn't, of course, and about a week later the heartsick writer ran into him. He said he had lost her number, and asked for it again. And then he (duh!) didn't call. She was utterly baffled. People always want to know, "What happened?" Nothing happened, says Nancy Ki rsch, senior vice president of It's Just Lunch international dating service. "Ultimately, chemistry is impossible to predict. That's what it boils down to." Sometimes, she has to break it gently to clients. "I hate to think that someone thinks they did something wrong or something not right enough on a date. That's just not the case." But women, she says, are much more prone to second-guessing than men. "We want to try to figure it out. We want to fix it." And they so want to believe men are telling the truth. But no.
Behrendt believes men would rather chew off their arms than admit the truth. Why do they lie? Not just lie, but kiss and compliment and generally mess with women's heads rather than say, "I'm just not that into you"? He thinks it's fear of confrontation. "I can't even tell you why. Men are afraid of women being upset or yelling. In a fight with a guy, you know what it is: It gets verbal, then it gets physical. With a women, you don't know where it's going to go, and you know it can't and shouldn't get physical."
Relationship correspondent Jon Platner weighs the pros and cons of honesty in a column on AskMen.com called How to Reject the Girl You Don't Want. He concludes that honesty can make women defensive and confrontational. "She may also ask you countless questions about what she did wrong, a situation you definitely don't want to be stuck in," he writes. He prefers Option 2: Give her gradual hints such as stop returning her calls, saying you just got out of a relationship and are hesitant to leap into another one, or are too busy with your career.
Platner's strategy is that the woman will give up: "This is ideal because it ends the relationship without you having to outright reject her. But even if she's slow to get the hint and it still comes down to you spelling it out, at least you will have softened the blow."
So it's better to lie? Or not call? Or just disappear? Well, yeah. Behrendt admits he was one of those guys. He doesn't remember cheating on girlfriends, but "other than that, you can mark me down as all of them." That is, until he met his wife, Amiira, six years ago. He was really, really into her from the very start. "It was like being brought up from the minors to the majors," he says. "She was just 'it.' I was able to envision a future with her almost immediately." He says he worked hard to make Amiira part of his life: She operated at a certain level, and he had to step up to that level. "I really had to be a better man, all the way around, to be with her," he says. "Other women in other relationships would suggest changes that I wasn't willing to make."
When a guy is truly interested in a woman, he pursues her. That's the way it's always been, he says, and equality hasn't changed it. And so Behrendt strips away the excuses: If a man is into you, he'll ask you out. (In fact, Behrendt believes no woman should ask out a man who hasn't a sked her out first.) He will call, no matter now busy, because you'll be a bright spot in his day. He will want to have sex with you, and will stop having sex with other women. He will want to be with you when he's sober, not just to party. If he's really, really into you he'll want to marry you. He's not into you if he's breaking up with you, or disappearing with no explanation, or married to someone else, or abusive.
There are exceptions to every rule, he says, but he really wants you to ignore them. You might be wonderful, but many wonderful women are in relationships with men who don't call, don't bother, don't care. It's wiser, he says, to assume the worst: You're the rule. He's not that into you, so get out and find someone who is.
"I'm hoping this starts a revolution that gets everyone to step up and behave better," he says. "I want women to honor themselves, and I want men to honor women." Unlike Carrie, Tuccillo hasn't found her Mr. Big. "I'd love to say I met the m an of my dreams and he treats me like a queen -- but that's not the case," she says. ". . . Obviously, I still feel bad if a guy rejects me, but the hours I spent agonizing and strategizing and trying to figure them out are gone. You can't help but feel stronger and more confident when that's out of your life."
(c) 2004 The Washington Post Company
Yes, I know I should have just linked to this article, but all the ones I found online were shorter versions of it... *curtsie*
Monday, September 20, 2004
Happy Birthday To Me!
This year I wanted an absolutely chilled out, simple birthday. Some dinner. Some drinks. That would have made me content. Instead, I was continually surprised all weekend, making it my favorite birthday so far. I got into the office Friday morning, already lagging a bit from having to handle some morning errands. As soon as I got in, my team wished me a happy birthday and I was ready to get some work done before lunch. Instead, one of the girls fills my head with the idea that she has a major craving for some Tapioca Express. I finally agree to head downtown with two of the girls and proceed to wander around. You would have thought I would have started to catch on when we parked a block away from Tapioca Express. Or even when we passed the car on the way back to supposedly check out this japanese restaurant. Or maybe it was when I saw some of my team members walking nearby, thinking they were going to have lunch without us. Yes, I'm a big dork that got surprised on my birthday with a lunch with my team, Rie, Bertrand and my second surprise - Beeker! I think the whole restaurant heard me scream.
After lunch, in comes Beeker with a big bag for me. Inside were a bunch of little presents wrapped in RED wrapping paper. It felt like it was Christmas on my birthday! I didn't even want to open them because they were all so cute. We decided to head back to the office. Apparently, one of the chefs at work had something special for my birthday, too. We head back and I head down to the cafe, only to be surprised again with a birthday cake that he had made himself for me. Chocolate mousse. It was so rich and yummy. Luckily, my team helped me finish it up with just enough left over to bring to my mom. =) After having some cake and opening my presents, half the day was over and I just happened to schedule a massage at work for myself. Talk about unproductive.
I headed home after a last minute meeting to head to Beeker's. He had planned something for dinner but wouldn't tell me what exactly we were going to do. As soon as I walked in, he took my coat and purse and had me sit at the table. Yet another surprise. He wanted me to relax becase he had made me dinner and started to serve it to me. I was almost in tears from the shock and excitement. No one's ever done anything like that for me. Beeker then took me to the bar we invited our friends to and it was mission accomplished. My friends were around me and everyone was dressed up and having a good time. Perfect (besides my Saturday hangover).
Saturday was chill day, especially since we had dinner plans for another birthday and also waiting up for my new roomie to arrive from SoCal. They finally arrived around 3am and I was able to finally pass out as well as be relieved that I didn't need to be roomie hunting anymore. Pheww. Welcome Gina!
Sunday was catchup day, as well as helping Gina get settled in. I was bummed to miss out on a homie bbq that had been in the works for so long, but roomie bonding took a bit of precedence. Once dinner was finished, I finally had some QT to hang out with Sisca for some catching up. We planned on surprising our friend Travis, but instead we both were again surprised by Lex, another good friend I hadn't seen in ages.
I finally got home, completely exhausted from a crazy weekend. I got another birthday present though. Insomnia and now a head cold. Happy Birthday to me.
Sunday, September 12, 2004
Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.
-Anonymous
Everyone has a past they wished they could go back and correct but if I've learned anything at all, I know you can never have any regrets. It was ten years ago that something pretty bad happened in my life. It's in these last ten years that I've had to learn to grow and accept myself for who I've become. Recently, it's come back to haunt me and I can't help but feel just as helpless as I felt then.
After reflecting on it this weekend, I've realized that it's my turn now to overcome that helpless feeling and finally bury this haunting demon. Opportunity rarely knocks on your door twice and it's up to me to take control of which path my life takes.
Saturday, September 11, 2004
MY place...
I wish I could just beam myself over to Montaña De Oro right now... it's the one place I ran to in college when I needed some alone time. For now, my room will have to do.
Friday, September 10, 2004
Considering I haven't done anything too creative lately, I found something on Crisafur's blog that looks really fun.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Welcome!
Now that she's somewhat getting settled in, I figured it was time to introduce my new roomie...*drumroll please* Welcome Eva!
One down..one to go... again, know anyone looking for a room to rent in San Mateo? You'll be living with two cool bloggin' chicks!
One down..one to go... again, know anyone looking for a room to rent in San Mateo? You'll be living with two cool bloggin' chicks!
Sunday, September 05, 2004
SF Giants/Niners
I barely ever go to sporting events these days but last week, I went to two. Yes, you heard me right. Two games! Last Tuesday, our work offsite was to the SF Giants vs Colorado Rockies game, where we got to intro Kimmy to her first baseball game. It was an adventure taking the train up and back with Steve & Kimmy, especially seeing Google take over half the bleacher section behind Barry Bonds. SF Giants came out victorius..woohoo!
Then, on Thursday, Duckie calls me last minute to tell me he has two tickets to the SF Niners/SD Chargers game for that night and can't go. Free tix and parking to a good game! I dragged the Runt along and met up with Fishie out there, too! Unfortunately, the Niners lost but it was still fun watching...
two sporting events + 2 orders of garlic fries + lots of beer = yucky breath & a happy tummy
