Grindr Fail

Oh speaking of Grindr, I have a couple of more screenshots to share:

I haven't hooked up with anyone from Grindr, but I do find great amusement.

This dude asked me what was my type and he can recommend a club.  I never thought of going to clubs because they attract my certain type of guys that I like.... hmmm... but that does make sense, I love the boys at the BOC.  Or is it really just the "music."

Oh HI San Jose - Chinese Food and Grindr

"Christopher, try not to eat Dim Sum too much. It comes from China. China is dirty."

My parents are convinced that all things Chinese will kill you. "I watched a documentary where the Chinese workers would use their teeth to bite off chicken feet then ship it to the US." My mom expressed genuine concern.

My parents continued, "you don't know the chemicals they put in China, there is no regulation."

I tried to argue that American fast food has just as much chemicals that are bad for you.

"But American food has to be passed by FDA, you know know what they do to those Chinese products before they ship it over."

But of course, Vietnamese food is another story. Here's my mom enjoying Bun Bo Hue from Com Tam Thanh. Nom nom.

My parents' China paranoia is not gonna stop me from ordering my flaky taro balls. I love flaky taro balls.

Though Sam did take us to get Taiwanese breakfast in Alhambra on 11/7 which involves Chinese donuts and some sandwich things... I can't really explain. The place was a grade C and I insisted on trying it anyway. OH man my body hated me... Jimmy explained what it means to get a grade C after we had already ordered. WHY DIDNT YOU SAY ANYTHING?!?!?! It's like saying there's no air on Mars AFTER you stepped off the ship.

We also experienced some Chinese customer service when Sam asked the waitress if there were any more plates coming out. In Chinese she responds, "I don't know! You tell me!" Or something. Sam was unprepared, but it felt like we were having some authentic Chinese food.

Man I had such the shits. I had keys in my hand and almost knocked over Ern when I shoved the front door open while grasping my ass cheeks heading to the bathroom. My body wanted that food out!!!! Sam apologized profusely. I thought it was a good experience.

Silver Gold Amazing wasn't the place we ate at, but just wanted to share.

Maybe I should listen to my parents.

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After Viet food today I had an adventure at Walmart with the folks.

While my mom finds a good concealers for dad's skin, I hop on Grindr where I'm buzzed by some random folks... who I find very attractive.

I found my self esteem sky rocketing.

But probably because I'm just a new face on their module. Like a new zebra in a safari full of lions.





Check out this stud:
This is how our conversation went:

David: Swimmer?
Me: Santa Claus?
David: I have some gifts for you
Me: *BLOCK*

Man, I just keep bringing them hotties in.








I also run into these Asians that are only attracted to white guys. I like to question why.

I guess it's just about preference, but I still find it interesting when folks don't find their own ethnicity attractive. What do they see in the mirror? Do they wish they were something else because what they see isn't what they define at attractive?

It definitely is a limitation, but also a question of what you think about your identity if you don't include yourself in what you feel is worthy of being dateable/fuckable/whateverable.

Tonight is the Castro for MoAny's bday and I pulled out some dollahs for a nice evening. Woo Hoo Blackbird.

I wanted to keep it simple and didn't arrange my time to see anyone, but my family and MoAny/AnHimals for their birthday and Aaron because he's across the street from me, I mean... my best friend from HS.. So I didn't tell anyone I'd be in the bay.

I'm a really considerate person.

Another time. Please don't hate me.

Speaking of Text messages check out http://damnyouautocorrect.com/. Great time killer.

Closing October

 

This is my, I haven't been blogging as much, face.  It's okay if you've stopped reading. I've become uninteresting. *fishes for compliments*  A couple of other things that happened in October.

October 8: Royal T

I was very fascinated at this table of white girls enjoying desserts and tea with soccer moms watching over them at an adjacent table.  I wonder at what age they would begin to reflect on their life and appreciate how effortless it was to be a child - getting everything they ever wanted at their finger tips...  or would they never realize this and grow up with a continued sense of entitlement?

October 16: Inland Empire Adventure

Well not really an adventure.  Just went to check out Carmax and I brought some friends who were in sales to get me a good price.  Apprently Carmax has a no negotiation policy.  One of the Jeeps they had had mold on the ceiling. which they reasoned to be "wear and tear."  The Jeep was terribly overpriced. Michael was so upset and told the dealer that they prey on the innocence. 

I found out the women who told us that she loves her job because she didn't have to deal with negotiations called in sick the next day when I tried to apologize for Michael's accusation.

Oh well.  Car shopping is fun.
Chicken time at Buffalo Wild Wings.  Nom nom.

October 24: A Hike

Another hike to catch up with Alysia in Pasadena.  I'm wearing one of MoAny's old shirts with some lame phrase.  "I've Got my Eye on You."  It's a pirate with an eye-patch. Har har.  No wonder he wanted to get rid of it.

October 30: Dia De Los Muertos

Checked out Ern's dance performance at the Hollywood Cemetery.  Hollywood Forever Cemetery was decked out.  Lots to see and performances all day. I should have gotten my face painted to participate.  These "personal altars" were so elaborate and colorful.  Last year Sandy was trying to create sugar skulls, but we didn't have all the ingredients.  Looks like she was able to do it in Portland! Very lovely.

We left the performance before seeing Ern eat it on stage.  The dew made the stage slippery.  *chuckle*

Discovering Weekday Night Coffee Shops

Jimmy has been sweet enough to pick me up from work.  While in the neighborhood we've been checking out some random coffee shops and restaurants in K-Town.

Loft Cafe is located on a 6th and S. Oxford.  This charming place has high ceilings and tall mirrors.  They are known for serving Sweet Lady Jane desserts.

Jimmy and I spend a weekday evening on our laptops.  We chatted and enjoyed absurdly overpriced Korean coffee.  Nothing in Ktown seems to be less than two dollar symbol on Yelp, but it was worth the atmosphere.

I've discovered that spending time outside the house on weekdays makes me feel like I haven't wasted they day just working.

While driving around Ktown, I've noticed a lot of other places to eat.  I also noticed how absurdly large Ktown is.

Today Jimmy and I checked out Mak Cafe.  This place surprised me.  Most people there were studying and even though it was the perfect place to be on your laptop, there was a shortage of outlets.

Like Loft Cafe, Mak Cafe is open late- 1AM!! I casually logged onto my work email- nothing.  Then read some blogs.

I never thought that I would enjoy coffee shops so much.  I never thought that I wouldn't mind spending $5.50 (the price of Pho!) on coffee instead of just using the free wi-fi at my house.  I guess I like the feeling of accomplishing something and being out at a coffee shop, discovering new places gives me that sense.

I was also discovering a night life that I didn't know existed.  After work no longer means coming home and plopping your ass on the couch and dying.  I'm excited to find more even places where I can 1. enjoy conversation or 2. enjoy doing my home activities outside of home.

Boy from Tanzania

October 16: Huan in town!

He just came back from his trip in Tanzania.  Look what he got me!! LOVE!

Freaking Huan.  Drove his ass to his med school interview and then to the airport.  But we squeezed in a little partying in between.

Huan and Ernesto having a walk off then a dance off

Awkward poses

I love Huan.  He's gonna be my doctor someday.

Los Angeles, You're a Monster

Yes.  This is why Manhattan and San Francisco have an easier time with public transit.  THEY ARE A FRACTION OF THE SIZE OF LA!

Who You Gonna Call?!?

GHOSTBUSTERS

The hardest piece was that freaking tubing from Home Depot.  But the suits came together with pieces from around the house.  Jumpsuits?  We just had them laying around.  Safety pin the Ghostbuster logo and we are good to go! Thank you work printer. Total cost of costume: $5 total for all 4. 

Brilliantly we took the bus.  Dun dun dun with our good friends, Chilean miner and peter pan:

 

The house party was in a duplex and I walked into the wrong one with the busters following me.

"Are you coming in?" The girl looked at me confused.

"YEAH! HI!"

"Wrong house."  

I backed out in complete embarrassment

OOOOPS

 

Coyote UGGGGLY

Aww Tiggah and Pooh Celebrate 9 years
That Hawaiian tattoo was drawn in with a sharpie!

Ninja Turtles vs. Ghostbusters

So many shinanegans in the street!  We ran around zapping ghosts.  I rolled on the floor aiming my cardboard gun and the ghosts would start screaming and melting.

LOL.  We took lots of pictures with random people, wonder if those pics are floating online somewhere.

Bus ride home was stress-free, funny thing is no one else thought to ride the bus so it was empty when we got on.

Photos c/o Chung King Expressions