four things (but really more like 32 of them)
I was tagged by Bert.
Four jobs I have had:
1. Outback Steakhouse busboy
2. Comics & Comix cashier (my manager was exactly like Comic Book Guy!)
3. Campus textbook store bag-checker
4. Trimble Navigation web-surfing intern
Four things I wished I'd done earlier in life:
1. Wearing contacts to play basketball
2. Yoga
3. Running
4. Eating better
Four places I have lived:
1. Pasadena, CA
2. Berkeley, CA
3. San Francisco, CA
4. New York, NY
Four countries I'd like to visit :
1. Australia
2. India
3. Russia
4. Costa Rica
Four of my favorite dishes:
1. Pizza
2. Steak
3. Ribs
4. Oysters
Four sites I visit daily (more like hourly):
1. Gmail
2. My Yahoo!
3. NY Times
4. Flickr
Four software applications I can't live without:
1. Dashboard
2. Safari
3. iCal
4. Internet Explorer (only because I use it at work)
Four things I'll never forget:
1. Saying goodbye to my parents when i started college
2. My first traffic accident
3. Dropping nearly 100 pounds on Big J's face while weightlifting
4. I had a BBQ stain on my white t-shirt, she was killing me in that mini-skirt, skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks. She had a suntan line and red lipstick, I worked so hard for that first kiss...
Four bloggers I am passing the torch to:
1. As stated previously, I made a vow never to pass on chain letters. Not that I don't enjoy doing them, or reading others, I just can't bring myself to tag other people.
4 comments:
Scared Straight was great. We had to go around the room telling everyone why we were there. All these thug kids saying, "Armed robbery..." "Aggravated Assault..." "Grand Theft Auto..." then it came to my turn and I piped up in my squeaky adolescent voice, "curfew violation..." Everyone just turned around and glared.
Overall i thought it was pretty fake. Bunch of criminals telling us about how tough it was on the 'inside' people getting beat up and raped, but I doubt that kind of stuff happens in the local county jail. Maybe it does, who knows. And when we were all leaving, the inmates started all jeering, barking, and leering at us, making alot of noise but the whole time I couldn't help but question, maybe the jail warden told them to do it so they could have extra jello for lunch the next day.
i guess my other manager could be conisdered a bit creepy as well, although he looked quite normal for a porn artist. i think his porn strip only ran in one small french newsletter. he showed me once, but it looked like freaky weird porn comics, not the happy, friendly playboy/penthouse porn comics.
Kind of like those weird Japanime porn comics?
no, more like weird european porn comics.
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