That darn cup size...

Recently, I was out at a Maternity store in the village and came across a maternity bra. To my surprise it was on sale for $5.00.. Wow, especially in this upscale store $5.00.. It was pure excitement for about 4 seconds and then the size.. Well, thankfully the size was actually too big..My shopping went on looking at the other sale items hoping there was a pair of cheap maternity sevens or citizens that happen to be on sale..Instead I was paid with a visit by DC.. I think the whole prego looks is still setting in on him so I was surprised to see him walking in after me. He was supposed to be in Barnes and NOble reading about zombies taking over the earth.. He caught me in mid sentence with the sales lady. I was asking her about the whole bra sizing.. I am new to the whole after C cup look.. He interrupted our conversation by saying that he found a $5.oo bra on the sale rack.. I replied by saying it's too big for me. He didn't understand because two weekends before he was with me at the outlet mall buying a maternity bra. So he knew I was at least a D...To him there was no difference in D and double D. The lady politely said,"WEll the cup size might fit her it's too big around for her." He proceeded to tell me that we could pin it so it would fit.. And that we can't pass up this $5.00 deal.. Did i get that bra.. Um mmm.. no..

IT's resting..

I have been instructed by the doctor to pretty much not do anything for the next week or so.. Or until she gives me the green light start up activity again.
As for now I go from bed to couch or couch to bed. It's nice.. but i am starting to get ants in my pants. It has only been a day and a half.. More to come later.

And so it begins...

I know..It's been two months since my last post but I am back to put this beast back into circulation. So once again my feet are up and I begin typing in hopes my pregnancy induced carpal tunnel doesn't haunt me here...

Although the weather has been a bit warm it has actually cooled off for most people.. Instead of me going to bed with nearly nothing(Sorry for the mental picture) I am actually able to wear some kind of clothing.. Now, i have some kind of t-shirt with no blankets covering me but my honey is fully clothed and bundled up in blankets.. I am thankful that I will be prego in the fall and early winter.. Well, expect me to be the only one in flip flops, shorts and a tank on a cold November day.. The whole prego clothes is starting to really get to me. DOn't ask me why but it really has.. I find it useless for me to buy some suit pants that will fit me during this time, instead I am resorting to the palazoo pant look. Yes, auntie I have found myself sporting that. YOu would be quite proud. Amen to my past summer looks of comfy stretchy sporty skirts. Those my friends, have come in handy during these hot days. That spendy investment has actually paid off. Well, I will have to probably pay a visit back to "Title Nine" and "Lucy" once next summer arrives.. But hey.. I am glad i have those things now. My shirt selection is slowly starting to fade. I have some cute things but as I get thicker the shirts get smaller. Oh well. Those selected few are still being used.. And it makes me happy to know I have those for a little longer.

And today.. I paid a visit to a couple of baby stores and started to register. Well, my eagerness began about a month ago and I dragged DC with me to one of the bigger chains and registered.. We went back yesterday and added more to the list. I don't know what i was thinking during round one but I blame those lame impulse scans with the scan gun on my tiredness from the day. We decided to go at night after work.. So yesterday, I made sure I had a nap in the car and was ready to scan my way through town. Today was similar in the smaller store. I was by myself this time picking out cute bedding along with accessories that made me teary eyed.. GEESH. The crying game. another time for that. I was tempted to start buying.. but i stayed clear. I was on my soap box earlier in the day with DC telling him that we should save money and not impulse buy. I just knew if i came away with shopping bags, I would have felt a bit guilty...
well, the bathroom is calling me. This will continue later..

THe Big Nine Begins..

NO, this post and continual blog has nothing to do with golf. Yes, folks thats right.. I am pregnant.. Currently, I am already starting to feel like a big house and my clothes no longer fit me correctly.. THere are many things that are rapidly changing on my body that I am slowly starting to be okay with. My belly. It's big-already..THe picture explains it all. ANd i sleep on my side these days due to the largeness of my belly.. The doctor thinks there is only one in there but is not 100% positive. SHe said some like to hide. So i will know for sure after next friday..
I told dad we could have a belly contest as I proceeded to stand next to him side ways comparing our bellies.. The flair of his nostrils and his eye brows started to move made me laugh even harder.

Azn HIppie Pride

I was deep in thought the other day while coming home from work.. It was one of those mindless days where my mind starts to wander into nonsense. And it was one of those odd thoughts about me being an "Asian Hippie.." To be completely honest I haven't run into too many and would like to categorize myself under half hippie. (Not full because i can't bring myself to do that let alone the professional world wouldn't really accept that kind of stuff.. Below is a little part of an email that i was sending to a close friend of mine...

So i was in deep in thought last night on my way home from work and the realization of me starting to turn into this asian hippie cracks me up. For some odd reason lately, i feel as if the tables are turning on me.. lol.. I am finding that going commando from the waist down is really great and my armpit hair is the last thing that i worry about when I get into the shower. At this point you will not find me growing dreads and not showering for days on end and the whole anti-deordorant thing is so last year. Maybe because I am Asian and we don't tend to stink unless we are going through major puberty or we have consumed a ton of Kimchii. The last time I bought a stick of deordorant was last year and it still sits in my bathroom drawer.. Emergencies only...

Anyways, this thought hasn't left my mind because i find it rather amusing. Picture me, going total granola and wearing the earthy look.. Maybe I should find a pair of birkenstocks my size. It's a bit of a shame I couldn't sport that at work.. You are all probably wondering if it's at all possible for me to stick with this look and go for more of a look.. Well, besides the birkenstocks I would have to not only NOT pluck the brows... (God help that.. I will have to post a pic pre eyebrow waxing/plucking phase...) And let my hair grow into a major rat's nest. Meaning, no washing or brushing of any kind. I could go on forever but you get the picture here...........

Here's a picture for your enjoyment.......NO it's not of me with my hairy armpits showing...It was taken a few months ago.. I received this via email from a friend of mine.. IT made my morning...

Ok.. Ok...

I looked at my blog just a few minutes ago and thought to myself that i haven't been up to date on this. Yes, so i have been busy,. I will make the extra effort to continue on this blog...
There will be more to come this weekend.. Stay tuned folks!

"Relaxing Weekend..."

Quote of the day..."Ummm... miss Treesa.. um yeah miss treesa. I am going to marry you off!"

Okay, I know should be finishing up on a few things right now before anything else but that can wait for just a few minutes. The background noise of the esspresso machine frothing is slowly dwindling away due to the zone I am in right about now. But maybe it's because my weekend was ubber relaxing and I am still in that zone. Well I was busy but in a relaxing sort of way. I am following strict orders from my doctor and my new years resolution. Um yeah.. I have to hear it from a trained profressional before I take the advice my mom has been spewing out to me for the past 6 months. HA! Yes mom, you are right.. So I said it and I hate admitting that shit to her face. Saturday was one of those days when I hung out in my comfies most of the day was such great company. We chilled and watched some re-runs of scrubs from season two. Later on in the day I watched the football game at a pub on the hill. Well, the game really wasn't relaxing to watch because the Hawks pulled their heads out of their asses during the last quarter of the game. I am sure my loud ass voice screaming at the tv made them work harder. And in the end we were jumping for joy and yelling for happiness when they beat the cowboys by one lousy point. Of course today, I am sitting in a coffee shop near my house reflecting on the past two days. Before doing this I was aslseep in my warm cozy bed. As for the rest of the day, I will finish up my things that need to be done and then just kick it at home. I want to curl up on the couch and watch a good movie. The netflix is here and I am rather excited.

It's a mall kind of day...

I ventured out today because i was about to go stir crazy for my third consexcutive day at home. For my enjoyment I hit up the mall to do some serious "mall walking." It was one of those senior moments at the mall, walking around and not really there for a whole purpose except to just kick it because I was bored out of my mind at home. All that was needed was a cup of stale mcdonald's coffee in my hand, bitch'in polka dot nylon sweatsuit, black velcro therapy shoes, and my 1 lb arm weights on my wrists.
I found myself walking through stores looking at clothes, people watching, and talking loudly on my phone... I am sure everyone around me heard me telling **** about how my mom wants me to marry a "Good Catholic" man, ideas on how to take a drug free piss test, or about the people I work with... I probably talked to **** for a good portion of my time at the mall. And my favorite part to this whole trip is people watching. I LOVE doing that. There are some really exotic people roaming the mall during a work day.

Tomorrow, I will probably be at work again wishing that I was couped up at my house taking a nap or mall walking.. so I guess I should treasure these kind of days relaxing and not really doing a lot.

"Maby we can get to know eachother.."

"Maby we can get to know eachother......"

I am seriously sick of those nasty white men who have terrible yellow fever that come and leave me messages on myspace. "I just want to be friends.." Or here is a classy one, "It's late, what are you doing?" Um yuck!! Another one I got this evening: "Maby we can get to know eachother......" First of all spell "maybe" right. Um how old are you and it you must be from ***** to spell that word wrong. A few weeks ago, I also got the web address to someone's flickr page. Well, you know me I went and looked... I just laughed really loud..
It's lame because I am obsessing about this shit right now.. It's probably because I have cabin fever right now and am ready to let loose.. If I had alcohol with me tonight my roommate would probably come home to find me intoxicated.. But no.. I don't have any...

Ahhh..

This pictures makes me want to go back and just relax again. We cheated on the hiking part and did only a small portion of it but watching the sun go down at this peak was pure gorgeousness. ***, you must go on a REAL hike one of these days.. Hikes and scenery like this makes me adore nature and the outdoors even more. I like to get dirty!

The snow is beautiful here but I think everyone seriously freaks out about this damn snow. I looked outside tonight and found it to be just frosty with a bit of ice. And cold, sure.. but we've all survived this weather before.

Grr.. It's late for me.. Really late.. I just looked at the clock and it's 1:00am. Yikes. I took an aleve for a fever and it's kept me up.. I don't care what people say about Aleve it always a jolt of energy for me....P told me that it helps for those menstrual cramps.. Works... But after taking a couple I am adhd gone mad. If you can just imagine...
Now I am fever free, but am awake and ready to take on a day....HA..yup.. Sure.. My body is going to hit a wall here in few hours... So I will be watching a few informercials and checking on my bids on ebay.. (Yuck, another addiction.. due to my sanity of being at home all day.. ) I will not see my actual curling iron until Aprilish.. So I decided to look for another one on ebay.. Found one but hopefully I will win this beast... Keep the fingers crossed.. Knowing me I will sit straight up in my bed at 7:00 Am and go straight to my computer to see if anyone has outbid me on this beast. Don't worry folks, my blogs won't be consisting of my ebay addiction...

I stayed home today because I am still not feeling up to par. I found myself in bed watching re-runs of cheesy sitcoms and those tlc shows... And I did about an hour of work and then found myself colapsing on my bed again.. I slept for part of the day.. I should have taken an aleve earlier today, I would have felt like a new woman.. Oh well..(note to self.. take aleve during the day and not late at night..)

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*Hmmm*

Yesterday morning on my way to work i found myself pratically drenched from head to toe because of the rain. Since I work by one of the major hospitals I decided to trek in the sketchy doors of the ER and ask for a pair of scrub pants. (My school is affiliated with them so I have priveledges at this particular hospital. Don't think I marched off of the street and went in asking for a pair of scrub pants randomly..) As I walked into this part of the hospital, my eyes were as big as watermelons and I was staring like a little kid. I couldn't help but do it because I am a pure maniac when it comes to people watching or maybe I am just too damn nosey. Well, what got my heart pounding was the fact that there were cops everywhere and it seemed as if something just went down. So of course, after I recieved my pants I stayed and watched a little bit longer hoping that I could see something.. But no..

Besides that short stint of excitement for me yesterday, it has been rather busy for me. Last night, you probably would have seen me asleep on my bed with a book in my hand at about 10:00pm. Exhausted from my day and knowing that it was just the begining of my week. (bleh.) Because of me falling asleep there was nothing accomplished. So tonight, is the night that will begin a marathon of multiple activties. No other time to really sit back and relax. Although I am using some of my "tess time" to do this right now. Actually my tess time has carried on for almost two hours. It's actually needed... Okay, ready set go.. The marathon will begin now..

Hangover from hell...

So here are a few pictures from halloween weekend. We tore it up on Saturday and partied like rockstars. The rest of my pics are at www.flickr/photos/bettstkb/

How old are you? Because your age isn't shinning through your maturity level.

I have posted my FOB picture with my new hair color. *** I apologize for a box dye but had to do it. My ronald mcdonald hair dyeing experienced was horrible.

Ahh.. Frustration has come over me and it makes me soo mad. So the only time I can really vent about this kind of stuff is on my blog. GRR... It's alright though. I just wish that sometimes people would think about things more clearly but i guess it doesn't happen. Bleh.. YOu would think age puts a level of maturity on people but think again folks. Why do people have to act so extremely stupid?! Can you answer me that question?

I am going to get off of my soap box here and go back to preparing for my week a head.

FYI.... The west coast kads are looking for a few good men and women who want to play in the soccer tournament in Seoul for the IKAA gathering in 2007.. Please let me know if you are interested or if you know of anyone..

Requirements....
**West Coast Native or currently lives on the west coast.
**Previous soccer playing experience...
**Must enjoy the game.
**Can play two 20 minute halves..
**Spirited and can cheer their teammates on at the games and practices...

"Ummm Teacher-I mean teacher lady-yeah umm teacher....."

Quote of the day.... "Oh thats another one of your private school words that I don't understand because i went to public school......." P.N.

I sit in front of my parent's computer with a shower cap over my head and black hair dye in my hair. Lets put this simply... I didn't have the money to go and get my roots fixed at my trusty hair dresser so I decided to head to good ole Walgreens last night with my sister and pick up dye. Well this is round one mind you.. I thought that this dark red dye would do it's job. But apparently not.. It ****ed my hair up making me look like a half ronald mcdonald.

So fast forward to today, after being upset and embarrased I dragged my ass back to the store and picked up some more hair dye but this time my natural color but darker. My grey was actually starting to show again so I am assuming this time around will be a better. (I hope...)

On another note I must rant about something that i witnessed at Walgreens this morning. WHile sitting in the hair dye aisle I hear a mom yelling at her child at the top of lungs over somethings pretty ridiculous. He was just being a little boy asking question after question. Yes, I have to admit it is annoying to hear your child ask question upon question but there is no need to sit and yell at him at the top of you lungs. I was rather irritated when I heard the whole situation because it was "verbally" abusive to some degree. I know we come from different "Cultures" but children need to be treated correctly. After getting to see another side of children working as a nanny I have seen how "children" react to the wrong parenting methods. And it's not good because that is where we find those sociopaths in the news committing crimes. Parents like this mom today need to learn that there is a better way of dealing with their children. And the sad thing to this solution, there is not a lot of resources out there for that type of help. IF there was something 9 times out of 10 most likely the parent wouldn't accept help because they think there is nothing wrong....

Re-visiting the past and laying her down to rest.

I must say that I am in the midst of laying to rest someone who has been a huge part in my life and will continue to be as I go down the road of life. (Sounds cheesy but true.) It makes me sad because this person should be here right now putting me into my place and letting me know things will be just fine. She's the one who made my dreary days go round and would put a simple smile on my face when life seemed hard. My thursday nights are no longer combed with Survivor, drinking pepsi and eating oreos or girl scout cookies. The security of knowing I can call her up or go over to her house and talk about just about anything is no longer there.

All of these are distant memories that I keep close to my heart. My bonding time with my Auntie will always stay with me. I wish deep down in my heart that she could be with me on my wedding day and when i am bring a new life into the world.. Instead she will have the best seat in the house looking down upon me during some of these important times in my life....

Today, as I say my last goodbye to this amazing lady I know she will always have a huge place in my heart. The legacy she left behind to carry on is one damn good one. Auntie, I love you so much! Thank you for being my Mom and keeping me in check with reality. You are the most amazing person in my life and I treasure ever moment I had with you.

"Miss Teresa-Miss Tess-Miss Betts"

The debate will continue, K*** until I find the right ring to a title. I promise, Miss Tess will not be used.. So now it's between Miss Teresa and Miss Betts.. You decide K***.
As I sat and talked to **** and **** last night while at work I came to the conclusion that there is a definite lack of parenting skills when I am not around. I am afraid to say that **** throws more fits then i can actually handle when I have not been around for some time. (Just observations....) **** tells me how mean and strict I really am but in most regards it's for their own well-being... Their parents have no energy to deal with this nasty cycle of irrate behavior...

So I must pose a question to everyone..."When is it okay to carry around a "booby" aka blanket and or pacifier?" YOu must be sitting on the edge of your seats folks waiting to hear my answer to this burning question.. My little *** who is 2y-o has this special blanket whom he refers to as "dd." This special blanket has those special smells that you would find with a 2 y-o because he brings it to bed and on occasionally takes it out and about. At this age, it's okay to have this "dd" around but mostly in bed. MInd you, it should start to disappear once pre school starts for him. Meaning, he shouldn't bring it to school with him but mostly likely just keep it at home for bed time. And slowly start to phase it out of bedtime.. If the child is treated like a big-kid and feels secure enough he or she will slowly start to not want that beast as much without prompting from their parents.

What about a 6 1/2 year old? Should a blue blankie named marshmallow and "dd" be allowed to be carried around on daily basis? Well, I first must say that ironically, another "dd" was bought for M*** because he was having a huge cow over it not too long ago. M*** sees and hears about ***'s "dd" and realizes that he must have one as well. M*** had one as a little baby and they got rid of it because blue blankie and marshmallow came into play. His mom went out and bought another "dd" for him..(Shake my head and roll my eyes....) Well, M*** shouldn't have this thing with him while going to school let alone carry it around the house like there is no tomorrow. If you were to see his pre-k picture its of him with his cousin, the blue blankie and pacifer is with him as well. His mom thinks its rather cute but not really... Do you really think it's apropriate for him to even have that at school? NO!!! Pre-K is bad but kindergarten and first grade is even worse. Leave that shit at home.. Hide it.. Don't ever let it come back until he is an adult. I know they think they are helping him because it's a "security" thing but in reality you are making him more insecure by having that god damn blanket with him. If he can't go to school without then throw that shit away when he's not looking.

There are many reasons why he must carry this blankie around. So use your imagination and learn from these parent's frightful mistakes. I am just the nanny and I can only do so much. I have actually had to hide other things but they have been found because i didn't do it properly....So when it's time to have your own kids refer to this blog and remember that not all books on safe security is accurate let alone those barbara swensons of mercer island. I am sorry that i put down that name but sometimes the obvious is in clear view. You DO NOt need a child guru to state the obvious to you let alone make you feel better about your shitty parenting skills because the nanny actually makes tons of sense. Can you tell I am a bit irritated?

"it's not oo-tang"

My quote is from a recent conversation that i had with P in regards to the Wutang Clan. I told P that it wasn't oo-tang although it kinda sounds like it. And it wasn't them or Macy that I saw this past weekend. You would think he would know some of these names.

This past weekend I got to see Blue Scholars, Kanye West, and A Tribe Called Quest. I must say that I was mostly disappointed by Kanye West's performance. I am glad that I didn't pay tons of money to watch him sing 4 of his songs. A and I ended up leaving partly through it because it wasn't that great. And I was actually one of the oldest at that particular show. Yes indeed the bop scene was in full affect at that concert... A and I joked around that Kanye would go off stage because he needed to change his underwear. it wasn't for costume changes. As A and I were standing at the concert we came up with a few observations while listening to Kanye choke. (I apologize but it truly sucked!) 1. PDA amongst the bops was rather intense that night. It back me back to high school at bhs where this couple would sit in the halls during break and lunch and go at it. 2. Kanye's bright turquoise jacket was rather obnoxious. 3. I don't know if parents should bring their little ones in a stroller or back pack to a concert. (I have rather mixed emotions about that currently...) 4.Realizing that I must be getting a little old to be sitting around with the bopsters and listening to Kanye's dj spin the whole night. 5. I probably could have bought his cd and sat and listened to it at home. 6. Smuggling in bottles of hard A into a concert must be a talent and then watching these 12 year olds play "pass the bottle around" was rather amusing. I would always drink before hand because we were always afraid of getting caught. 7. Some people shouldn't be wearing certain clothes out in public. Don't their parents say anything? (I sound a damn soccer mom!)

I mentioned earlier that I did get to see A Tribe Called Quest. Let me tell everyone it was one of the best performances that i had seen. Before they got on stage a group by the name of Atmosphere and put on an amazing show too. I had actually seen them while I was in San Fran last month.. There was less of a bop scene at that concert and more of an older crowd. I stood with TS and her family watching this kickin concert. I accidently ran into them while waiting to go into the concert. No really observations were formed while at this concert. I was actually digging the concert.
Are the rumors actually true? Will they actually reunite? I have a hunch that they will for sure..

More to come later... I need to get into bed. It has been one of those days for me. Got a bunch of stuff accomplished and the nanny diaries will continue during the next installment. I needed to take a vacate from that spectrum.. Crazy things have been happening and i must share more of the nanny diaries......

"Ah It'll be great"

I found myself last night letting loose due to my stress from the week. It was one of those nights that i wish I hadn't drank that much.. I found myself driving home EARLY this morning and having to pull over mulitple times to puke. (Sorry for that picture. ) My 25 minute drive turned into a full hour of me wishing I hadn't ever put a single drink in my body. As for today, I dragged ass all day long. My hangover was so bad that i could barely see straight at 10am this morning. So I opted to fall back to sleep and found myself sleeping until noon. In the end, Layne Park and Sue Pang had a successful night of letting our hair down a bit and having a good time.

The other day, I was interviewing at a pre-school for a pre-k teaching position and this little boy came up to me and said..."YOu don't look like a teacher." I replied by saying, "Who do you think I look like?" He replied by saying, "Um you look like a doctor." I asked,"What kind of doctor," he replied by saying i looked like a kidney doctor.....Come to find out his dad is a "kidney" doctor..

The little syndrome

I couldn't think of any other title except for this one. As I was walking to the store with my charges this evening a spark of interest started to rise about one of them. i never really use their names but i am sure their pictures have been seen but many of you.. So one I shall remain nameless is the youngest of the two. He is a very different 6 year old with a very different approach to life. This child is brilliant in many different ways. As I have read in so many different books no one is truly dumb. We are all smart in our own ways. People use the word "DUMB" too freely and it actually bugs me a bit too...So instead of rambling on with multiple sentences I will set up this case by using bullet points. This child looks like he is six but wants to be younger than his actual age because his parents treat him like he is still a baby. (thats my choppy thesis....Needs work-I know...)
*He doesn't like to wear his normal sizes in clothes. He tends to wear a lot smaller clothes. (There are multiple arguments for this particular one but it will prove my other points...) I had to hide some of his very small t-shirts last fall becuase he wanted to wear them to school.. God help his soul...
*The constant whining and crying when he doesn't get his own way drives anyone up the wall. He is always whining because something isn't right.. And his mom will run to his aid when he is trouble because she doesn't want to deal it..
*Some of his large motor skills and physical activities are below his age group.. But ironically his small motor skills are way advanced for his age.
*He is struggling with keeping up on his academics and is seeing someone for this currently..
*A pacifer was used all the way up to his 5th year... HIs preschool pictures shows it quite well. (The mom thinks its cute but it's a little much...I would have ditched that sucker along with his blue blanket a long time ago..) This arguments also goes with the whole attachment theory....
*The red trike must go.. He won't ride his big boy bike because the small red trike is a lot nicer..
*The pretend baby words are always used...
Okay, so this could go on and on forever.. But I guess there are many reasons and factual details that can go along with this argument here. I will have to move on here later.. My eyes are starting to blur... (Tired... So good night for now.. More to come later....

Am I proud?!

So I must make a point to a dear friend of mine... I know he won't be reading this but I need to get this off of my chest because we have been talking in circles about this........Yes, i should say I am proud... But thats not the reason why i shared this with you..... I think of you as a close friend and so that is why i wanted to share these things with you...Okay so get over whatever you have and just deal with it..

I realize while sitting at the concert on Sunday that I must have a pet peeve with white males trying to act thuggish.. It actually is pretty funny watching these guys walk around with a bit of a limp and try and talk rather idiotically to people.. The F bomb comes out of their mouths like a drunken sailor and their baggy clothes barely hangs on their bodies. My cousin act that way and tries to all thuggish but it doesn't help because all I can see is this tall dorky white guy standing in front of me spilling out the f bomb and other terms that I don't wish to express here. I think I heard him say the n word one night and i about jumped down his throat...grr.. (That is a whole other story... .)Overall besides my current pet peeve the concert kicked ass. It was super chill and the acts were great. And no m from SF J-5 was not there. i lied.. I was just really drunk that night I met you and couldn't remember any of the other acts besides Wutang... I had fun getting to know you and kicking it with you before i left on Monday....Cheers to burrito joints at 200am and meeting some cool people.....

A shout out goes to the San fran crew....It was great getting to spend time with all of you.. Bring on Tribe... I am ready to party like a rock star again with all of you...B and M I hate say this but I drank both of you under the table on Friday... Well, I take back M, because you were prefunking with whisky before we met up with you..... So B, I drank you under the table. It was kinda nice seeing other people puking on the side walk besides me.... And fyi, i was not carried out of a club or bar this weekend....It seems like every time I go out with some of these people that always seems to happen to me..

B Betts, we ventured everywhere all weekend.. Went to a Hawaiin festival, went and some good korean good off of Geary, went to some swanky bar on Sunday near the downtown shopping area.. It was at some famous hotel..... I will fill you in more later......And yes the concert was awesome...