Trader Ming's chicken shu mai with sweet chili dip
Tips for Finding Happiness in Your Daily Life
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Thursday, August 13, 2009
Still Water
Yesterday Kato caught me dragging my feet, zombie-esque.
"Wake up!" Cried Kato.
"I'm not not awake," i responded. "I'm just fucking depressed."
Wow, when i use two not's back to back, that's when you know it's serious.
Earlier in the day Kato had snuck up and popped a vast area of a sheet of bubble wrap right next to my left ear, the decibel equivalent of firecrackers. I neither jumped nor screamed. Barely turning around from gazing at my monitor, i idly raised one eyebrow to acknowledge the incident.
I may have impressed Kato twice in one day.
"Wake up!" Cried Kato.
"I'm not not awake," i responded. "I'm just fucking depressed."
Wow, when i use two not's back to back, that's when you know it's serious.
Earlier in the day Kato had snuck up and popped a vast area of a sheet of bubble wrap right next to my left ear, the decibel equivalent of firecrackers. I neither jumped nor screamed. Barely turning around from gazing at my monitor, i idly raised one eyebrow to acknowledge the incident.
I may have impressed Kato twice in one day.
Jung Again
Last night i took the Myers-Briggs Type test again. Years later, still an INFJ.
Some things don't change.
Turns out my type consists of 1.5% of the American population, the smallest group amongst the 16 types.
Wow. I'm special.
Some things don't change.
Turns out my type consists of 1.5% of the American population, the smallest group amongst the 16 types.
Wow. I'm special.
