12.02.2015

//i dream in technicolor


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apparently, for the next eight months, i will most likely experience vivid and weird dreams. 
i dreamt yesterday, and although i can't quite recall its content, i do remember the beautiful splashes of hues and saturation. as a person who rarely remembers any of her dreams, this was akin to being handed a giant strawberry-flavored popsicle on a bright, humid day. 
wade tells me i whimpered throughout the night, and i like to believe it was because i was having a stupendous dream, and i knew that it would end once i woke up. 
whatever the case may be, i experienced my first technicolor dream because of our li'l meatball, and for that i am grateful. i can't wait to see what else he/she has in store for me. 
for now, however, a quick list of what i've felt so far:
•headaches
•sore muscles
•fatigue
•crazy emotional swings 



12.01.2015

//host to a parasite

folks, it has finally happened. 

my husband and i intentionally bumped our nasty bits without protection, and we made a baby! according to the interwebz, it is currently the size of an apple seed. so cute! 


7.13.2012

//i love you

I listen to kpop (Korean pop) on occasion... and by occasion, I mean A LOT.

2NE1 just came out with a new song, "I Love You," and it took me awhile to adjust to its electropop style. But now, I can't get enough of it. I'm hooked, and it's embarrassing.

I'll let you judge for yourself. Oh, and as always, happy Friday!


7.09.2012

//vanilla sky

I sometimes forget how beautiful my city is. I love you, Seattle.


6.29.2012

//pew pew

nas - accidental murders (feat. rick ross)




nas sounds better than he has in years, but rick ross eclipses him, for sure.




happy last friday of june 2012!

6.27.2012

//a good day

Beach + boy + beer = a good day

6.22.2012

//riot friday

This tune has been in my head since the day before yesterday when a friend mentioned it in passing. Had it been any other song, I may have pummeled him, but fortunately the riot grrrrrl in me jumped up and cheered.




Hope you folks are having a riotous Friday!

6.21.2012

//birthday blues

Yesterday was my birthday. And so, I have 364 days before I hit the big 3-0. Oy...

For all that yesterday marked the beginning of the countdown, it was a lovely day. Mom made me chicken soup (yum) and my favorite Korean dishes, and Dad sat around, looking pleased with himself. I like to believe that his pride came from seeing how beautifully his oldest daughter matured, but who knows?

One glitch in the evening came when Linda and Emily thought it'd be a great idea to buy candles that sparked back to life after they'd been blown. The birthday queen was not amused.

expectant Amy

irked Amy
If they ruined my birthday wish by having the candles spark back to life, heads will roll.

6.18.2012

//you're welcome

Because everyone needs her/his own TARDIS.



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3.06.2012

//feeling acrostic

m - mellow
a - asinine
v - vocal
e - ephemeral
n - nosy

a - adept
m - morbid
y - yellow*




Clearly, poetry is not my forte, but it's always nice to feel like I'm back in elementary school.









*I am not referring to my Asian heritage, but the fact that I began this acrostic poem with "mellow." It only seemed apt to end with "yellow," right? You can blame Donovan and the GAP commercial.


3.02.2012

//hi there

It's been awhile, has it not? 

Well, Happy Friday from me to you.


1.27.2012

//oh, taku

Hi, I'm Amy, and I watch anime.

There, I've said it.

You can sneer at my otaku tendencies, but anime's one of the best ways to wind down at the end of a harrowing day.

For this week's version of Music Friday, I'm offering up the opening of my favorite anime, Nodame Cantabile: "Allegro Cantabile" by Suemitsu & the Suemith.


And because I love you guys so much, here's the full version of the same song:

Happy Friday!

1.17.2012

//hitched

Damn you, Laure de Sagazan. Your gowns make me wish that I were engaged.

And 20 pounds lighter.






1.16.2012

//a man of audacious faith


In honor of the Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. and his legacy of peace, I bring to you His Acceptance Speech of the Nobel Peace Prize:  
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Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, Mr. President, Excellencies, Ladies and Gentlemen:

I accept the Nobel Prize for Peace at a moment when 22 million Negroes of the United States of America are engaged in a creative battle to end the long night of racial injustice. I accept this award on behalf of a civil rights movement which is moving with determination and a majestic scorn for risk and danger to establish a reign of freedom and a rule of justice. I am mindful that only yesterday in Birmingham, Alabama, our children, crying out for brotherhood, were answered with fire hoses, snarling dogs and even death. I am mindful that only yesterday in Philadelphia, Mississippi, young people seeking to secure the right to vote were brutalized and murdered. And only yesterday more than 40 houses of worship in the State of Mississippi alone were bombed or burned because they offered a sanctuary to those who would not accept segregation. I am mindful that debilitating and grinding poverty afflicts my people and chains them to the lowest rung of the economic ladder.
Therefore, I must ask why this prize is awarded to a movement which is beleaguered and committed to unrelenting struggle; to a movement which has not won the very peace and brotherhood which is the essence of the Nobel Prize.
After contemplation, I conclude that this award which I receive on behalf of that movement is a profound recognition that nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political and moral question of our time - the need for man to overcome oppression and violence without resorting to violence and oppression. Civilization and violence are antithetical concepts. Negroes of the United States, following the people of India, have demonstrated that nonviolence is not sterile passivity, but a powerful moral force which makes for social transformation. Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. If this is to be achieved, man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.
The tortuous road which has led from Montgomery, Alabama to Oslo bears witness to this truth. This is a road over which millions of Negroes are travelling to find a new sense of dignity. This same road has opened for all Americans a new era of progress and hope. It has led to a new Civil Rights Bill, and it will, I am convinced, be widened and lengthened into a super highway of justice as Negro and white men in increasing numbers create alliances to overcome their common problems.
I accept this award today with an abiding faith in America and an audacious faith in the future of mankind. I refuse to accept despair as the final response to the ambiguities of history. I refuse to accept the idea that the "isness" of man's present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal "oughtness" that forever confronts him. I refuse to accept the idea that man is mere flotsom and jetsom in the river of life, unable to influence the unfolding events which surround him. I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.
I refuse to accept the cynical notion that nation after nation must spiral down a militaristic stairway into the hell of thermonuclear destruction. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. I believe that even amid today's mortar bursts and whining bullets, there is still hope for a brighter tomorrow. I believe that wounded justice, lying prostrate on the blood-flowing streets of our nations, can be lifted from this dust of shame to reign supreme among the children of men. I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down men other-centered can build up. I still believe that one day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed, and nonviolent redemptive good will proclaim the rule of the land. "And the lion and the lamb shall lie down together and every man shall sit under his own vine and fig tree and none shall be afraid." I still believe that WeShall overcome!
This faith can give us courage to face the uncertainties of the future. It will give our tired feet new strength as we continue our forward stride toward the city of freedom. When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds and our nights become darker than a thousand midnights, we will know that we are living in the creative turmoil of a genuine civilization struggling to be born.
Today I come to Oslo as a trustee, inspired and with renewed dedication to humanity. I accept this prize on behalf of all men who love peace and brotherhood. I say I come as a trustee, for in the depths of my heart I am aware that this prize is much more than an honor to me personally.
Every time I take a flight, I am always mindful of the many people who make a successful journey possible - the known pilots and the unknown ground crew.
So you honor the dedicated pilots of our struggle who have sat at the controls as the freedom movement soared into orbit. You honor, once again, Chief Lutuli of South Africa, whose struggles with and for his people, are still met with the most brutal expression of man's inhumanity to man. You honor the ground crew without whose labor and sacrifices the jet flights to freedom could never have left the earth. Most of these people will never make the headline and their names will not appear in Who's Who. Yet when years have rolled past and when the blazing light of truth is focused on this marvellous age in which we live - men and women will know and children will be taught that we have a finer land, a better people, a more noble civilization - because these humble children of God were willing to suffer for righteousness' sake.
I think Alfred Nobel would know what I mean when I say that I accept this award in the spirit of a curator of some precious heirloom which he holds in trust for its true owners - all those to whom beauty is truth and truth beauty - and in whose eyes the beauty of genuine brotherhood and peace is more precious than diamonds or silver or gold.
From Les Prix Nobel en 1964, Editor Göran Liljestrand, [Nobel Foundation], Stockholm, 1965

Copyright © The Nobel Foundation 1964


1.11.2012

//do it your-damned-self

I have found a new obsession, and its name is Curbly. Despite the name of my blog, I'm not really a maven at much, but I do like to pretend that I can channel Martha Stewart.


Browsing through the amazing d.i.y. ideas on Curbly gives me hope that one day I will be able to create something crafty and amazing. It'll have the Etsy community gasping in awe, and folks from Design Sponge, Apartment Therapy, or even Curbly will want to devote an entry on my immense talent.

Okay, I admit to being a wee bit facetious here. But in all seriousness, I’d love to take the time to follow the instructions with which Curbly has kindly provided us. Perhaps this weekend, I will try to tackle one of these three amazing projects:

hanging succulent garden

brownie in an eggshell

rope rug
Any crafty obsessions/obstacles you're attempting to master? If so, share away! We'll commiserate.

12.29.2011

//womanizer

I have been on this earth for 28 years. It doesn't seem like such a long time to me, but according to my parents, I am now a spinster. Someone hand me a kitty, and I'll be the quintessential cat lady.

Or better yet, find me a womanizer, and perhaps they’d realize that I’m better off alone.

Speaking of womanizers…
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I have NEVER understood how Betty and Veronica, the two bombshells of Riverdale, could fall so ridiculously for a womanizing ging with unappealing hair. Don’t get me wrong; I’m a big fan of ginger-haired boys. I find copper locks appealing… if they happen to be atop the head of a decent guy who knows how to treat a lady right.

Archie has his (arguably) good points, I suppose: he’s in a band, he’s a relatively dapper dresser, and he’s definitely a better catch than Reggie. As for his (inarguably) foul points: he is a coward, he isn’t half as entertaining as Reggie is, and he is a cheating bastard.
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If you know any boy who reminds you of Archie, let me know. I could make use of a miserable rat fink to get my parents off my spinster back. 


12.23.2011

//happy holidays to you and yours

Season's greetings, folks. May it be one of warmth, joy and safety.


12.21.2011

//s'more galore

I am a dangerous person to be around nowadays. According to my last count, I have gotten four people sick.

I'm still hacking and coughing up a storm, but I do feel much better. I think it helps that I've been spending most of my time browsing through food blogs. I'm still unsure as to what I want to cook up during Christmas, but I'm pretty sure that this needs to be a part of the dessert menu:
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A s'more pie! As if s'mores weren't amazing enough, there is such a thing as a s'more pie! You can thank Jessica over at How Sweet It Is for this amazing concoction (and the recipe!). I'm not all that fond of sweets, but I've got a huge weakness for the marshmallow + chocolate combo. 

It looks great when it's nice and intact, but it looks DIVINE when it's been sliced and served.

What are you planning on having for dessert during the holiday weekends?

12.16.2011

//human behaviour

Doesn’t it just figure that one day before our craft show, I come down with the mother of all colds? I’ve been sniffling and hacking away all morning, and now I’ve resorted to clearing my throat every ten seconds, which can’t be pleasant for anyone who’s within hearing distance.

All in all, this has been a heck of a crappy way to start the weekend.

I don’t know about you, but I get some wacky cravings when I’m sick. I start dreaming about mashed potato and gravy with a big wicker basket full of Pillsbury Doughboy biscuits. I want to watch hours and hours of old school anime (Ranma 1/2, yeah!) or any show/movie with Tina Fey. And I want to bliss out on Björk music.
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Yes, I said Björk music; that woman’s songs deserve their own genre.

Björk: you either hate her or you love her. I don’t know anyone who can just shrug her off. I’m still not quite sure as to how I feel about her, but I know that her music never fails to hit the spot when my body wants some auditory balm.  

Now, let us all close our eyes and zone out to “Human Behaviour.”


12.15.2011

//rape survey? really?


Two entries in one day! I’m on a roll!

You can thank CNN for this entry. This morning, I happened to open the CNN app on my iphone, and what did I see? THIS.

What is THIS? It’s a story about a fraternity at the University of Fremont that decided that it would be a great idea to create a survey which included the following question: “If you could rape anyone who would it be?”

 Yep, you read that right: who would you rape?

 Now, I’m all for the freedom of speech. My parents moved to the States when I was a mere lass of four years in order to reap the benefits of the United States Constitution, and I’m always aware and thankful of their sacrifice. Honestly though… does the First Amendment have any say in a situation where a fraternity openly creates an online survey asking members to decide who they would rape?

Way to go, Sigma Phi Epsilon, for underscoring the stereotypes that fraternities have to deal with on a daily basis. I realize that not all fraternity members are bigamists with a penchant for forced sex, but it’s hard to make that distinction when idiots like this make the front page of CNN.




Aaaaand now I'm done with my rant. Whew, I just needed to get that off my chest. 
 

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