Lee boning

oh.my.god.
I am so friggin' hungry right now. ravenous. like, I could eat a whole chicken ravenous.
so I am guessing in the curbs hunger breakfast yogurt does win over bagel.
bah.

i cleaned the bathroom last night. finally.

isn't my life exciting?! whoo!!! hee.

here, watch a video from bigbadchinesemama aka kristina wong (who, incidentally, I went to middle school with and worked on yearbook committee-i was art, she was writing and layout. yeah, nerd central-get over it, i'm not as cool as i look on tv) about how i often feel too when i go to ross dress for less.


except for the teeny shorts. i'm not down with the teeny shorts.

i swear that i will get back into the swing of this writing thing soon. it's like riding a bike, or running 5k or knitting-slow start, quick recovery.

oh...ok, weird chinese person fact. when i was growing up, and i'm not quite sure who told me this; if it was my mom or dad or what. but if you are chinese, did you ever hear that you shouldn't date anyone that has the same last name as you? as in, i - penny w*ng- cannot date john w*ng, because IN THEORY we could be related? so we would have 6 toed, cross-eyed babies and such. but then, tons of immigrants who came to the west coast often took fake last names ie. 'paper sons' in order to get into the us. for example, until 1955 or so, my grandfather was a Lee. sometimes people would keep their 'paper son' name and other times they would change it back. so if my gung-gung hadn't changed it back, i might still be a 'lee' but i could totally bone and marry a guy who was also a 'lee'.
weird right?