Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Quick Life Update

1. I got off at work at 11:30PM last night and it was good because there was no traffic and my usual 30 minute drive took 15!! Though my eyes were bleeding because I was staring at the screen so much.

2. I'm planning a trip to DC and New York by myself the week of December 7th. So maybe I'll have lunch with my blog readers who live there... Thwany? Will? LOL! That would be interesting.

3. Thanks for all the comments on my nit picking entry, I took it down because well, it was TMI. And in a way, I felt like I was disrespecting his privacy because eventually, I'll introduce him to you. The things I wrote about, I've talked to him about and things are getting much better! YAY for open line of communication. And his kisses have become delicious.

Thanks for the responses moAny, thwany, X, Ryan, mstpbound, Luu, and Will for your responses!! :] YAY for comments!


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Room2046 says, "If someone is bad at sex don’t blame them, blame their ex for not teaching them how to do shit." I feel obligated to teach and be taught.

GPOYW:
This is a picture I took for work. Joe told me he liked it because it looked genuine. I guess, I'm just happy to move forward. And I'm having an awesome hair day! Bangs are instyle, cover that large Vietnamese Forehead! FTW!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Ridiculous Sweets and Racial Things



Sprinkles Cupcakes, whoop dee do.

I was on Rodeo Drive and I saw a huge line for these things.

As I walked by I shouted, "It's not worth it!" And scurried away before someone hit me with their Louie Vitton Bag with their dog it in it or threw their Chanel sunglasses at me... wait... they would just look me up and down and scoff.

Last time I went there was at Palo Alto. I was interested in the smaller cupcake that was $2.50 instead of 4 dollars, just to see if this was worth the money. My boys said to me, "those are for dogs." ARE YOU SHITTING ME? How utterly ridiculous.
I think it's better when you home make them! Aww baking fun with the boys! Heart.

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In my office, there are these overpriced cupcakes daily from our partners. Sprinkles, Crumbs, yada yada. I guess they're good... but I would never buy them on my own. BUT I was craving a cookie that I was introduced to by one of our partners.

The other day, I went into Crumbs to get a cookie and found a "Chinese Cookie." I asked the worker what was different about it and she said, "they used larger sugar crystals... it's sweeter." I looked at my friend and said, "I guess anything strange and unfamiliar is considered Chinese." Another worker heard me and laughed. I laughed back because you're store is dumb.

So, I order the Chinese Cookie to see if it tasted any different and it tasted like the most American Cookie I've ever had.

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Speaking of stupid racial assumptions my friend told me he was at a Pho place and this group of obnoxious white dudes asked the waiter for some fortune cookies in a seemingly mocking tone. To this, my sassy friend looked at them and said, "That's racist." Because you know, Vietnamese places do not serve fortune cookies.

"How is that racist?" They were confused and right at the moment, the waiter bought out fortune cookies and my friend was mortified.. and hid for the rest of his meal. Click the cookie for a fortune:




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Back to cookies, so I found the cookie that I wanted online and get this, it's 40 dollars for a dozen at DeLuscious Cookies. Really? Really... really? I'm just going to wait for the publisher to send us a batch.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Circus Concert

Britney concert with Coworkers!
Got a suite, got dessert, got a shot of Tequilla.

I think I outed myself to my everyone when I was the only guy dancing.... and singing along... and screaming "I love you Britney"

LOL! Everyone on the ground floor had their camera out!


Wait.. Everyone knows I'm gay anyway and it doesnt matter! YAY! GAY FACE!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Too Early to Tell

I think it's interesting when folks congratulate you or say that they're happy for you when you tell them that you are dating someone. I guess we spend our whole lives looking for our lobster and when we get even close, it cause for celebration.
I'm not saying that this guy is my lobster, but he's really a good guy that I want to continue to get to know. But I can't help but feel selfish when I think about others in my past or still cruise for other dateable people.

Is that to say that I'm not ready to be committed. I guess that's a sign. Or maybe I'm not not that willing to give him 100% of me because I don't want to settle.



But maybe a more logical reasoning is that it's still new. But I would expect that if it's new, there would be more excitement and hope. It's a possibility that I've been disappointed way too often that I've prepared myself. Likewise, it just might take me longer to get there.


Either way, he's an amazing chef and made me halibit dinner last night. We snuggled on a couch while watching the Travel channel until his roommate came home; just how my ideal Tuesday should be spent.

I said to him, "Tuesday, is our day... I'll be over for dinner next week" and passionately kissed him good bye. He doesn't make my heart skip a beat, but he warms my tummy and makes me smile and I shouldn't be in such a hurry to see fireworks...

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In reguard to the Video that I posted below: It makes me excited to see my peers create a piece that can be relateable to Gay Asians in college. That on screen kiss is a big deal because it creates presence. Gay Asians will feel a part of something, understanding that the issues they face may not be as unique as they once thought. And that feeling love is normal.

Cheers to that.

Monday, September 21, 2009

"It's Complicated"

Epic Campus Moviefest entry from my almond mother.



Seriously, I am proud. Yeah Berkeley Gay Asian Community. Please stay united and support one another.

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE!!!

Keywords

These are the most interesting keyword searches that lead to my blog:

i want to eat gay asian shit
i am awkward berkeley
how to hook up with friends at a party

It makes me wonder what I'm really writing about and what sort of advice am I giving.
Hmmm.

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Two keyword searches that caught me off guard:

"christopho west hollywood"

Hmm someone is stalking me. Yay!

and

"site:http://letopho.blogspot.com kevin"

Someone is interested in all my entries about "kevin." Very strange as there isn't a Kevin that's consistent in my life.

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Stole this from Cakalusa:
hyuck hyuck. Almost as funny as YouTwitFace
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"I'm the Asian!"


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Shout out to Kitoshi for @ing my blog in his twitter. Nicccceeeeee

Sunday, September 20, 2009

At a Good Pace.

Three dates, in Gay Time... we are have been dating for a month.
After three dates, I've established that we are going at warp speed. I think it's a gay thing to rush into something... but it's also a gay thing to be uncommunicative and noncommittal. Maybe it's not a gay thing, but rather... a guy thing... and the formal is a girl thing? But these are just my own notions of how particular genders are supposed to behave... Yada yada.

Needless Infatuation of Meat Heads
We spent a day at the beach together and he taught me how to boogy board properly at Huntington Beach. Huntington Beach is loaded with guys with beautiful bodies. He seemed to be obsessed particularly with White guys with hot bodies, I stubbornly suggested that there is nothing interesting about someone so vanilla. And this infatuation with white dudes obviously makes him feel inadequate as a short Asian man who will never be as "beautiful and blond."

He agreed, in a way, and told me about a time he tried to talk to one of them and had a hard time extracting substance. What I'm trying to say is that- sure it's nice to look at: beef cake maddness, but I think cute face/personality trumps hot body and douchey white boys from the OC who are "hot" on the outside won't do it for me baby. I'm over feeling inadequate because I don't have an overrated six pack (says the fat kid who keeps eating out). Plus.. their large muscley bodies would consume mine... no thank you, I'd like to fit into your arms properly and not feel like something you can just put in your pocket.

Pudge is the new Six Pack.

Sleeping Over
The other night at 12:30am, he abruptly got out of my bed and said, "I'm sorry, I need to sleep in my own bed." Slightly offended, I didn't try to keep him. Compared to my modest lifestyle in a poorly insulated attic, his catalogue style furnished apartment looks like a model home with a immaculate bed with throw pillows. Why WOULD you sleep anywhere else? His defense, "I guess I'm not used to sleep over at other boys' place" was a nice recovery.

So, I slept over at his place last night and he told me that he slept better with me there in his extravagant bed that has a boxspring among other things that I wouldn't put money on.

I've made him selfconscious about the way he swallows my face whole when I go for a kiss. His kiss became unnatural to appease me (which I hated), but eventually, we found a compromise- I realize should have happened naturally.

Checking Others Out
The night before we were at a club and I asked him if he was checking out any guys, he said yes and told me that he felt bad... as if he wasn't allowed to check out anyone else while around me. Poppycock! I responded, "you shouldn't feel bad, you should point them out and we can check them out together." Once again, honesty is the sexiest thing you can offer me. But of course, the guys he selected where white with uninteresting features and ho hum mannerisms. God, give me some color. It makes me wonder if he's really attracted to me.

What I like
He told me that it's important that he dated someone who loves the beach. I raised my hand in excitement. "That's Me!" He invited me over sometime this week so that he can cook me dinner. "I'll be there!" And he told me that he had a really good weekend with me. He asked me what we were very slickly in conversation and I responded, "We're dating...er... seeing each other??? talking... something non-committed." He smiled.... and was surprisingly satisfied with that answer. I think I'm scared of investing all of myself, but he's been the only guy that's kept my interest.

Third date does not equal third base. I'd like to put the breaks on that and cruise for a while... I like him. This is a good steady pace.

LA County Fair

What is there to do at the LA County Fair besides...

...watching pirates jump around...



...pet farm animals...


...look at art...


...or eat terrible fried food???


Hmmm.... let me think about that:



PUT YOUR HEAD IN LARGE WOODEN PANELS PAINTED IN WEIRD CHARACTERS AND TAKE PICTUREEEEEEEEEESSSS!! THAT'S WHAT!!!!!










...just being silly with friends. I am easily amused.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Nomnom nom Nom

We dont' pay for cable, but Mike has a fancy antenna that catches basic and 30 Spanish channels and 4 Vietnamese channels!



What's on TV? The Reality Show "Biggest Loser."


I actually enjoy watching this show while eating pizza, drinking soda and munching on chips... then screaming at the TV, "WORK IT YOU FAT BITCHES!!"



SO good.



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AND CWILF (Coworker I'd like to beFriend) needs to stop flirting with me. I particularly like his choice of pants. .. they fit very well.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Kanye Kanye Taylor Swift Beyonce blah blah blah

YAY to cute Asian boys and the freaky white girls that love them.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

About that Kiss

So the boy and I have been hitting it off, at a fast, but slow rate.

We had our second date and yes, we got to second base.
And he has definitely got his money's worth with that personal trainer. =X.

He's an amazing chief and made Mango Salsa for my house warming party this weekend. Some boys at the party were hollering and he answered, "i'm actually seeing someone." This took me by surprise, two dates... I guess.. that's "seeing" or is it"talking" or maybe it's "dating."

I called him the other night, but he was busy. Like a school girl I waited by the phone and I realized that I need to slow my roll. I shouldn't act so clinging, so hopeful... so I convinced myself I didn't care and played Smash Brothers with the roommates.

When he called back, we chatted about all the places he wanted to take me. I told him I was making a list and he joked. "So when we complete the list, our relationship ends?" I responded, yes and he said, "then I better keep adding things."

Adorable.

He doesn't give a lot of attention like other guys that I have dated. No text messages or phone calls or anything. It's like, "ill see you when I see you." And his nonchalant method of... dating... leaves wanting more; leaves concerned and thinking too much, but I shouldn't be. This is how normal dating works: You give each other space. And that's important... to be able to remain as inidividuals.

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But the one thing that we need to work on is his kiss. When we kiss, he comes at me like he's about to give me CPR. Great for making out... BUT not when I want simple, cute, quick subtle, clean closed mouth kisses to say hello/goodbye.

I've told him this. And I stop before he devours my face. It's actually quite funny. He comes in slowly then OPENS HIS MOUTH as wide as possible and it's full speed ahead like he's trying to put 300 jumbo marshmellows in his mouth.

It may be an indication that he's only kissed in passion... and not flirtatously. I should spend a day with him working on the closed mouth kiss. Not peck, but like a step above it. I think you know what I mean.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Epic Weekend with the Boys on Labor Day!

My boys came down to visit me and to get away from the bay.

When the trip was over and they returned home, they told me that they were really glad to be back in the bay. Gee Thanks Guys.

But it’s true. Living in LA is difficult and even with my extensive planning, max efficiency is basically impossible to achieve in a city that’s so spread out and so dense.

The trip started rough: Stuck in traffic for 30 minutes because I didn’t think to check the Hollywood Bowl route and then chasing down the Korean Taco Truck (literally), but failing because the line was way too long and ending up at some random Thai restaurant when we could have gotten something more interesting.

Late to Weho we found ourselves doing a lot of drinking, but not a lot of dancing. In fact, most of the social activity happened in the streets.


I wore my American Apparel white gray striped shirt that everyone seemed to own.
Not exactly the same, but same idea.


Last year, we stayed in the same hotel where MoaNy and I threw up in Pots thick enough to resemble soup. This year, we drank less syrup and more top shelf and with a delightful buzz, I started my squat and pose for pictures trend.



I put my arm around people so their faces become distorted and as a result I become more attractive. Try it.

Somehow we joined some LA boys at a diner. While they shared their apple crisp and side of eggs… my boys ordered Nachos, Pancakes, Chicken Wings, Onion rings… and ate everything.


“Um … do you want my toast?” An LA boy offered Szeto. Szeto nodded his head quickly. Sorry LA, kids from the Bay don’t have to go the beach, “we depend on our personality” Mony commented. And we shoveled more food in our mouths.

I think one of them excused themselves to throw up in the bathroom. Yeah LA!


And something funky is going on with Szeto and Joe. Hmm.

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Saturday was supposed to be recovery, but it was more exhausting

A banana in Szeto's pants. Yes. And a "spa" the size of a lap pool. Interesting.

Drove to Long Beach where I believe MoANy was happiest during the trip- because we were in Cambodia town! And he used his native tongue: "cluck cluck cluck cluck beef skewers cluck."


“Is there anything to do besides food in Cambodia town” Mony asked the waiter.
“Not really.”
“Well, at least there’s Karaoke.”
“There is no Karaoke.” The waiter was quick and gay and tried to get us to go to a Cambodian night club.

Instead, we found ourselves at Guppies. Szeto over here order the “Super Shaved Ice" which was basically ice cream for 20. Too bad there was only 4 of us.

That's fail #1




We barely dented it so we asked the waitress to bend the left over fruits to make the best smoothie ever.

I had initially planned a trip to the Long Beach Aquarium. But we decided to go back to our Beverly Hills hotel and diarrhea all that condensed milk out.

The boys' stomachs' were in trouble. For Dinner, I took them to a Taiwanese place 40 minutes away. We ordered what I thought to be good dishes, “Shitterlings.” Was listed on the menu… “this whole meal tasted like “shitterlings” commented the boys. “But at least there’s Yogurt SojuSzeto ordered with out realizing that a pitcher was $25. So we made him drink 2/3s of the pitcher. Fail #2.

Taiwanese food's pride and joy: Stinky tofu did not please Joe so we planned to getting better food else where.. The Socal boys from the night before joined us. "What are you guys doing after?"

“In & Out Burger!"

They didn't respond, just stared. I enjoyed shocking the LA boys with our fatty habits.

Szeto had his own Yogurt Soju buzz at In&Out Burger and started dancing.

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My favorite day with the boys was Sunday. Realizing that all the food I was making them eat was constipating them or giving them the runs and all the places I wanted to take them exhausted them- we did two things on Sunday: nap and watch a movie in the hotel room.

Though, we did eat at some interesting and quick places: Tribal CafĂ© by my house and Mario’s Peruvian Seafood. I reminded the boys to lower their expectations and they sang in harmony, “Looooweerrred Expactations” mimicking the MadTV Sketch about dating.

Check out this slut. “Her legs are more open for business than yours Chris!” Dang.. that’s wide!

DAMN GIRL. Looks like she wants to show you HER Peruvian Seafood... Ceviche!

Instead of going to a Foam party in my neighborhood and chancing herpes, we planned to go somewhere that was guaranteed a good time: WeHo.. sigh... again.

The boys made Sangria and we were ready to simply dance and be drunk.

At the Abbey. Joe was given dollars to put in his favorite go-go dancer's undies. He was being shy. The dancer knew, and when joe looked to his left, there was the dancer's ass on Joe's shoulder. Well there you have it.



Of course: Bacon wrapped hotdogs.


But that wasn't enough. After taking the cab home, we ran to a grocery store and had some microwave Pizza Rolls and Quesidilla. Nom nom nom... ass explosion!


We thought it would be nice to put an Asian touch to the tip. All I got to say is, brilliant.

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Monday was simple: Breakfast at Denny’s and a easy and stress free ride to the airport.

The boys seemed relieved to get away from LA.

Bay Area kids HATE LA. But it makes sense. In LA, even when you’re hanging out, you have to be somewhere doing something, allotting time for traffic, saving money for parking. In the bay- You roll out when you feel like it… parking is nothing to worry about and you’re not coughing up a lung because the pollution is so bad. Joe's boogers were everywhere and he stole about tissue boxes from the hotel.

I was stressing to entertain when really, it's just hanging out, being silly, making fun of each other.. visiting me is all they really "needed" to do. I love the boys. Next time they come again (probably not for a while.) I'm going to take them to eat Korean Burritos AT the restaurant and then WeHo. They seem to be happy when it's simple... and I was happy they made such a grand effort to hang out with me.... weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.