This site really disturbs me. I mean, a dating site dedicated to infidelity. Wow. Hard to believe such a thing exists. Money is a strong enough motivation to build a business out of anything, I guess.

Maybe I'm just old fashioned in that I figure if you aren't ready for commitment and wanna play around, do it, but if you are ready to settle down, do it, and stand by your decision.

Three hours of driving almost nonstop in a lot of total darkness listening to nothing but the drone of the road rolling under me and my munching of Doritos is strangely therapeutic.

So, to the few people I still know in Austin, I'm around for a couple days. So if you see a little Asian girl who looks about seven years old, possibly on rollerblades, taking goofy pictures of herself around UT, that'd be me.

Shoot, it's 12:33am, and they're STILL playing baseball. The Astros need to hurry up and win so that I can go to sleep. [yawn] I guess they can accompany me as I get some work done ...

Those players have gotta be tired too. They sure are playing like it. I guess who wouldn't, after playing 5 hours of baseball.

1:22am: fux0rs, the 'Stros lost. BOOOOO.

1:35am: some stupid-ass reporter on Fox26 just said, "I'm seeing a lot of sad faces on the fans, Ron, lot of sadness, and just a lot of fear of getting swept, just terrified that we'll be swept. Back to you, Ron."

F@#$. Whatever. Isn't "terrified" a little too much for a fucking baseball game? Um, I think I remember feeling terrified when Hurricane Rita was headed our way. Yeah, I was pretty terrified that I was possibly going to die and had no control over it. I hope the Astros win, but I am NOT terrified of them losing. Stupid media, I hate them all. I'm terrified of the day the public stops critically thinking about what is fed to them and just eats up everything the media says. Now THAT'S a terrifying thought.

OK I hate all the stupid media except for my bro. And I guess my bro's friends. As long as they don't incorporate the word "terrified" when referring to fans of a sports event ...

Verdana is currently my favorite, most-used font for typing stuff up. I use it on anything I type out for patients, on my brochures, my website.

Prior to being aware of the existence of the Verdana font, I did some research on readable fonts when trying to decide which font to use for publishing stuff. The sans-serif stuff (the stuff without little curly things on the ends) is easiest to read (ie. Arial). The serif stuff somehow takes longer to read - probably cuz there's more "clutter" (ie. Times New Roman). Looking through my list of available Windows fonts, I finally settled on Verdana, and have even switched my default font styles to Verdana in MS Office. (When I like something, I do all I can to submerse myself in it. More of my obsessive-compulsiveness showing through here.)

What's your favorite commonly used font?

Oh my god - tonight, my only "had-to-do" mission was to buy a plane ticket, but it took WAY longer than it should've and with WAY more frustration. So I was having a pretty good time using Yahoo's Farechase finding cheap fares to go to my "big sister's" wedding in SoCal (I felt they had the best search engine interface compared to my usual suspects Travelocity, Expedia, Orbitz - and was cheaper too! I wonder how long they can go without charging the $5 "service fee" every other fare comparison service charges?). Hundreds of clicks and typings later I finally click "Purchase this Continental Airlines ticket" ... and then I find out that it's better to use IE6 (I was on Firefox) and the transaction doesn't go through!! Yarrrrgh ... then I switch over to IE6 and input the exact same times and dates into Farechase and have it all down within 5 minutes and ... what the heck ... all the prices go up by $6!! Not much, but what the hell?!

So, being Internet shopping savvy (some call me a cheapass Internet shopaholic, but I like "savvy" better) I instantly hop on over to Continental's website and breathe a sigh of relief cuz the prices are still the same there. And then I go through the whole process AGAIN, clicking and typing, all in IE6, and AGAIN IT FAILS!!! RAHHHHHHH

Fine. I pick up the phone and am forced to talk to a real-live person (my pride in being Internet savvy makes me feel that much MORE savvy doing everything online - c'mon, talking to real live people is SO last year). Thank goodness she was nice and waived the $10 "ticketing fee" since I did try my hardestest to book online. The best part? I found out they have vegetarian snacks! A few years ago, I'd asked about a vegetarian meal on the flight, and some Continental employee very rudely told me that they were no more! That Continental "didn't do special meals" anymore! Maybe snacks and meals are different?

I'd also like to share a car rental comparison website that beats out the rest (I haven't looked on priceline - I'm shying away from that just cuz I don't know how it works anymore, and the last time I used it - when it first came out - you couldn't control your schedule and stuff): Car Rental Express. Dude. Cheeeeeeap. Me likey.

Mission accomplished. Although there were moments when I felt like using my head to bludgeon the computer to pieces, so I had to bring back the gruesome gif here.

So um, am I the only one out there who shops online so much that I have my credit card number (and 3-digit CVV code) and expiration date memorized? Say it ain't so ...

With Ashley, whom I hadn't talked to in a while:

Me: Hello? Hello?
Ashley: Hello? Hello? Wei?
Me: Hey, can you hear me? It's Caroline!
A: What the hell - Caroline? Hey!
Me: Hahahaha! Nice way to greet me ... [sarcastic tone] nice to hear your voice too, girl friend! Hey, whatcha doin' Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday nights?
A: Are you coming up to Austin? Do you need a place to stay?
Me: Yup!
A: Well, we have an extra bedroom. I'm not in town right now, but John's home ... I'm in China.
Me: WHOA ... holy crap ... okay then bye! Shoot! It's probably like $3 a minute to talk to you!
A: Well John's home ...
Me: Oh dude don't worry about it, I can stay with other friends, I was just thinkin' that I hadn't seen you in forever.
A: That's cool, I'll call you when I get back and we'll hang out OK?
Me: OK hurry up and hang up bye!

Yeah. I should uh, try to stay in touch a little better. Well, not really ... although our friendship is super low-maintenance (we might talk twice a year), whenever we do get a chance to catch up it's like we never missed a beat.

Although ... if I'd had known she was in China, it would've prevented me from running up her cell phone bill by $3. Sorry, Ash!

Saturday night, Violeta and Viet had a housewarming BBQ at their new digs. Viet got the party started by getting the girls tipsy [ key lime pie margaritas ... mmmMMMM ] and grilling some scrumptious veggies. Then Violeta changed into her Thai shirt (Fri got me mine from Thailand too!) so that we could pose as twins [ back ] [ front ]. Then we busted out the Scrabble set (my first time playing on a Deluxe set!) and watched the Astros play. We learned that "merlon" is a real word. The Astros lost, but it's all good. Apparently they lost tonight too. Mark my words, they'll come back! (The official prediction from someone who doesn't follow sports, hahahaha.)

Simple words, spoken in a nonchalant tone, and in another's context:

"Breakups happen. They're part of the territory of dating."

I'm sure it was more eloquently said. I seem to have trouble remembering exact words people say - the emotional imprint received is what registers, and the rest just falls away. And the emotional imprint here was huge, unbeknownst to the speaker.

Sure, everyone knows that breakups happen. But when you're struggling with letting go, with "breakups don't happen to me", with total denial that sometimes things just aren't meant to be, suddenly it is forgotten that duh, of course it's natural.

Wake up, Caroline, you fool. You can't love someone when they're too scared to receive your brand o' lovin' ... and can't / won't / shouldn't love you back.

The weather just got really cold tonight (57F or 13degC). Or maybe I was freezing from the inner chill that I seem to enjoying torturing myself with.

At the request of my bro (I give him credit for educating me on why I should care about the Astros), I headed out yesterday in search of official Houston Astros NLCS gear. Man, there was a line outside the store just to get in, which became a mob inside the store as soon as stuff was in sight, and by the time I got there they'd run out of adult size shirts. The shirts are ugly, in my opinion. The only thing that made the trip worth it was seeing this adorable little kid whose brother had already managed to score a cap for him. I'll go back next week when all the hoopla has died down.

Tonight Ivonne and I headed over to help Annie with painting their new Montessori school. I wanted to have some music while working, so I brought my CD boombox, which turned out to be welcome entertainment. I have a happy mix CD of early 90s stuff that everyone seemed to like. I think those songs probably elicited a memory or two of a simpler time ... [ me and Ivonne on tape prep ] [ Annie 'n Jerry goofing around ] [ Stella and Ivonne on a well-deserved pizza break ]

Quotes from my "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff ... and It's All Small Stuff" daily quotes calendar:

"Remember that if you don't make a decision (or continue to procrastinate in making a decision), that is a decision. It's a choice you're making to not take any action - which usually means that you lose some control over what happens."

"So often, instead of being open and accepting of whatever we are experiencing, we resist it, push it away, and demand that it be different. But like fighting the weather, it's a losing battle."

"When it comes to change, we are always faced with the same choice - embrace or suffer."

And of course, I have chosen to procrastinate, resist, and suffer.

A friend just invited me to participate in The Tour de Doughnut - "The Sweetest Bike Ride in Texas!". Hahahah.

From the website:
"The Tour de Doughnut is a unique bicycle race where riders embark on an appetizing 28-mile journey beginning at the Katy Mills Mall with rest stops along the way serving as many delectable doughnuts as you can eat.

For EACH tasty donut that a rider consumes, the rider is awarded a tempting 5-minute time credit.

Eat enough delicious doughnuts, and you can finish the race before you even started!"

So, being the nerd I am, I broke out the spreadsheet and calculated how many doughnuts I'd have to eat to make my bike ride come out to zero minutes, going by my 5min/km rate that I was going at while riding all the time in China.

I would only have to eat 45 doughnuts for my 28-mile journey to come out to zero minutes.

...

As much as I like Krispy Kreme doughnuts, I'm gonna have to give a big EWWWW to that.