Currently listening to: Runaway - Real McCoy
Everyone’s trying to feed me…”eat some of this, eat this”. I felt like I was well on my way to becoming a product of foie gras.
Saturday
My morning started early enough…I had business to attend to. *yawn* Clearly, I was not awake yet.
I’m back on the crack (aka coffee), but I’m only allowing myself one cup a day. Anything more gives me gut rot. While I was driving around in the middle of nowhere, I stopped by this cute little drive-thru coffee joint and ordered a soy latte. It was fairly decent and inexpensive. I’d go there again for sure.

We had our team meeting at IHop. Not a fan of this place and since I was full from my latte, I skipped the food there, except when I was forced to eat one of the CinniMinions. I hate to admit it but it was nice and warm and felt good in my belly.

We finished our meeting in less than two hours. Brainstormed, discussed proposals, and tasks. Overall, we accomplished a lot. I think this is a good distraction for me, being busy with multiple projects, takes my mind off things.
After the meeting, I was bored and didn’t want to go home. I decided to see what was going on at JapanLA. Traffic was hellacious. It took me forever to get there. Stupid ass 5 freeway is always cockblocking me.
I knew that they were having a sale there and they were having the WorldFare BUStaurant sitting outside their store. I had heard of the BUStaurant (double decker bus), the chef was a sous chef for Gordon Ramsay and anyone who can stand to be with him for two seasons ought to be applauded. But I was sorely disappointed when I got there, because Chef Andi wasn’t there. She had her minions doing all the work inside. The guy taking my order took forever calculating my total. I did it in my head within seconds while he was still figuring out the prices and inputting it in the calculator.

They had the “bunny” entrees on display and it grossed me out. It’s a small bread bowl hallowed out and stuffed with various types of meats.
I ordered the strawberry + basil lemonade. I got it because it sounded interesting. The basil was overpowering, I couldn’t finish the drink. Next time, I’ll order the lychee mint homemade drink.

The truffle mac & cheese balls. Three balls for $2.75. They were small but that’s alright cause I wasn’t that hungry.

This was fucking good. Definitely hit the spot. I fucking love truffle mac & cheese.

At JapanLA, I bought a few items. Every time I go into this store, I feel like I’ve digressed and I’m 10 years-old again. I’m buying all the shit that my parents never would buy me when I was a pre-teen. They were focused on academics and sports, not…well not fun.
Bought two stuffed cats (I liked how they had their backs arched). I’ve named them “Pinkie” and “Charcoal”. Not very original, I know. My cat approves of them.

She also likes my Tokidoki t-shirt that I got for 50% off. Good deal.

I bought my cousin’s kid a Hello Kitty backpack. When I was finished, I called up my cousin to see what she was doing. Luckily, she wasn’t doing shit. I schlepped over to her apartment. While on the way, I called my mom to tell her that I was out. She excitedly asked me if I was going out on a date. I told her “NO” and that I was going over to our relative’s house.
The place looked like a tornado hit it. So damn messy. My cousin looked exhausted.
I gave Euni her backpack, she was excited. She started to stuff all her animals into the backpack. She wanted to rip the Hello Kitty off the backpack but I told her not to. I think she’s grown considerably comfortable with me now. She openly whines, complains, and shrieks in front of me. It was non-stop. If I ever pulled that sort of mess on my parents when I was younger, my parents would have bitch slapped me into the next millennium. I sat there and watched my cousin continue to spoil her only child. At first, I was agitated at her parenting style but who am I to judge? I don’t have a kid so what do I know about child rearing?
None of us had eaten lunch so I took them to The French Crepe Co.
I ordered the Crepe Phillipe - spinach and mushroom in Mornay sauce. It sounded better than it looked. I ate a few bites and had it boxed up.

It came with a salad. It was gross too.

Since Euni couldn’t finish her La Versailles crepe - fresh strawberries and powdered sugar, my cousin pushed me into eating some of it. The kid loves sugar and whipped cream. She started bellyaching whenever she ran out of whipped cream and her mom would have to go and fetch her more.

It was a rip off, the total came to $33.44 (one Phillipe, one La Versailles, one L’Opera, and two bottled waters). At least they enjoyed their food.
We walked around a bit at The Grove. I needed a metallic blue top for my brother’s wedding but I couldn’t find one. It started to rain and we headed back to her place.
We talked about relatives back in the Motherland. She told me that once her husband finishes grad school and secures a job, that they would try to have another child. She asked me how I felt about my brother getting married before me. I told her it was just as well since I’m nowhere near getting married and that I’m happy that someone loves his unconventional ass.
While I was heading back home, JayJay called me to see what I was up to and if I ate dinner. I told him that I hadn’t and that we should meet up in Rowland Heights. I got disoriented when I got to Rowland Heights. I meant to go into Evergreen but wound up at SK. When I walked into SK, random women were speaking to me in Mandarin. I thought to myself, “What the fuck? What happened to all the Coreans?” Turns out that I went to the wrong grocery store, obviously I was in a Chinese store. I had to go down further on Colima to hit Evergreen. For fucks sakes.
JayJay picked me up in the parking lot and we had dinner at FuRaiBo. I still wasn’t hungry, I ended up watching JayJay eat for most of the time. He told me about his work and showed me the latest pics that he’s taken.
Cream cheese wontons. I had two of these.

Pork cutlet. Had one piece.

Chicken yakitori. Had 1/2 of a stick.
Fried rice with Portuguese sausages and kimchi. Had a spoonful.

Tori-Karaage. This was yum. Had a few pieces of this as well.

JayJay kept putting more and more food into my little plate. I told him I couldn’t eat anymore but he didn’t care.
While sitting at the restaurants, we were both thoroughly disgusted at the lack of discipline the children at the table over to us were given. The kids were running around and knocking things over. So annoying.
Jayjay showed me where they filmed parts of “Back to the Future”, when Doc was testing the DeLorean at the Puente Hills Mall parking lot.
We were on our way to get shaved snow, when a car nearly collided into us. Jayjay honked his horn at the car. The car then got behind us and started high beaming and tailgating us. Jayjay stopped the car in the middle of the road, flew out of the car and went over to the car behind us. He was yelling at the asshole for being a little bitch. I thought to myself, well, if the other driver of the car gets out of the car, it was on like Donkey Kong. I haven’t been in a fight for awhile. I couldn’t find my flashlight fast enough. The other driver was crying like a little bitch about how he had his family in the car with him. Yeah. If you’re that concerned about your passengers, you wouldn’t try to crash into another car and then tailgate them. *rolls eyes*
Then we went into a parking lot to park the car but another car was backing out of its stall and nearly hit us. This was the second time…the fuck? Again, JayJay honked his horn at them. As we were at a standstill, waiting for a parking spot, the car that almost backed into us pulled up next to us and stared us down. The vatos had this look like, “If the girl wasn’t with you, it’d go down.” I was rummaging in my purse, attempting to locate my miniature flashlight, but to no avail. Jayjay was screaming at them, “Fucking crazy!” and then they drove away.
Every time I’m in SGV, I fear for my life. People drive so retarded here. Rowland Heights/Diamond Bar/Hacienda Heights is just as bad as Alhambra/San Gabriel, Monterey Park.
The shaved snow place ran out of ice. WTF.
We went to Guppy Tea House (Taiwanese) for shaved ice. A substitute for the shaved snow and 팥빙수 (Patbingsu), Corean red bean shaved ice.
We ordered the small shaved ice mixed fruit with red bean. A SMALL, mind you. And out came this fucking beast. Heavily saturated with condensed milk and loads of fruits.


Again, JayJay kept spooning more and more food into my bowl. By this time, I was just eating the ice because I was so fucking full. If I ate anymore, I would have fucking thrown up. He ended up taking most of it home with him. I don’t know how it’ll be the next day…
I gave him 112, 000 Wons to convert for me. I was still holding onto the cash I had when I was in the Motherland. I had my own fantasy reasons for keeping it…until now. His mom was going to Corea so I took advantage of the situation.
We ended up back to my car without any incidents. I was tired and it was late. I had a full day. I drove home jamming to Eminem. By the time I reached my house, I was half-asleep. I crawled into bed and didn’t want to be bothered with the world.
I spent five hours driving today.
Sunday
I woke up at 0630 and saw that Big Bang had texted me the night before. I replied to his text. He asked me about my day. I gave him a brief run down of the events that occurred. He seemed interested in my new project.
We made a friendly World Cup bet. I told him that Spain was going to win. He believed that the Dutch would prevail. If Spain wins, he would have to do a Twilight Night with me. This entails watching all four movies, back-to-back-to-back-to-back (when Breaking Dawn DVD is released). If the Dutch win, he wanted me to cook anything he wanted for him in a specific outfit. Needless to say, España won. But honestly, was there any doubt that they wouldn’t win?
I fell back asleep again and didn’t get out of bed until 1400. I was in a lazy mood. I didn’t feel like doing jack shit. The only reason I got out of bed was because I had to take a dump. If it weren’t for that, I would still be in bed.
I went to get a cup of corn and chili bisque. Ugh. Too much acid. I ate half of it and put the rest in the fridge.
My mom came home from church and told me that next week, I was going to church with her. I told her that I wasn’t going to go. I know what she’s going to do…pimp me out again, and I don’t want to be involved with that bullshit.