Tuesday, July 31, 2001

Yes Geno, I promise to try to update more often!
posted by Sandra at 12:47 PM
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Friday, July 27, 2001

Some snippets from other dreams: I had one dream that was a long convoluted and surreal dream that ended with me pulling around a little red wagon full of box turtles! What the HELL does THAT mean?! Or another where I was sitting in class and suddenly I hear someone yell REALLY loudly, "TEN POUNDS OF FAVA BEANS!!" I actually woke up and turned to my roommate and said, "ten pounds of fava beans?!" Thankfully, she did not have me committed.
posted by Sandra at 1:10 AM
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A friend of mine recently decided to have a dream analyzed online and it started me thinking about my own dreams and what THEY might mean... I think I will post a few of them. This one is from a long time ago and personally I'd be really scared to know what it means.

So I'm sitting at a cafeteria table chatting with my roommate at the time. I'm straddling the bench facing her and listening to her complain about some new drama in her life. Suddenly a couple friends of ours walk up to the table and one of them is playing the accordian and singing. I think to myself that this is rather odd seeing as I didn't even know that he played the accordian! I then turn back to my friend who is still talking and I notice, far down the table, a cornflake. Not just ANY cornflake, mind you! But, a cornflake about a foot in diameter and it's FLOPPING down the table towards us! I find this rather alarming and contemplate interrupting my friend and pointing out the very large, seemingly hostile breakfast food making its way down the table. I decide to ignore it. As it flops closer I finally stop my friend, point at the cornflake and ask, "Is that a cornflake?!" She looks over her shoulder, looks back at me quite irritated and says (and I remember this quite clearly), "Of COURSE it's a cornflake!" and goes back to her story. I woke up at this point.

posted by Sandra at 1:03 AM
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Monday, July 23, 2001

WORD OF THE DAY


Fletcherize (FLECH-uh-ryz) verb tr., intr.

    To chew food thoroughly.
posted by Sandra at 4:28 PM
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I made it back to San Francisco. Back to my own place, my own big bed, mochas, sushi and crazy friends. AND the last 5 weeks of Sex in the City taped! woo-hoo!
posted by Sandra at 4:27 PM
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Wednesday, July 18, 2001

...120...EVIL mini-pecan tarts!! we will NEVER finish making these things... perhaps I have died and am actually in purgatory, baking pecan tarts for all eternity. Granted they are THE yummiest things on the face of the planet but I sure hope that my friends appreciate just how torturous it is to make - molding these teeny little pie crusts and then filling each one... Some people find baking therapeutic. WHATEVER! yeah, ok, whatever. I think it's terrifying - Row upon row of little pecan tarts, all lined up with military pastry precision. perhaps they are planning a little coup. I just don't know.
posted by Sandra at 12:46 PM
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OHMYGOD!! Mini-pecan tarts EVERYWHERE!!! The only problem about coming back to NJ to visit my parents ... well not the ONLY problem but one of the most disturbing problems... ok, not NEARLY as disturbing as THE LINE OF BEANIE BABIES STARING DOWN AT ME FROM ATOP THE COMPUTER DESK RIGHT NOW!!! but almost as disturbing is how I have to help my mom & dad make mini-pecan tarts for all my friends back in SF. 72 and counting, no make that 71, 70... ok, MUST...STOP...EATING..PECAN...TARTS!!! We are shooting for making 200 of these things! I'm being yelled at to come back and help...
posted by Sandra at 11:48 AM
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Tuesday, July 17, 2001

I just misplaced the remote to my parent's TV and then spent 15 minutes trying to find it rather than just walking the 5 ft to change the channel on the TV itself. Why IS that?! I actually stopped in the middle of my frenetic search for said missing remote and thought, "why don't I just go up to the TV and change the channel?" The conclusion I came to? "Well, obviously it is a matter of principle." HUH??? IT'S A REMOTE FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!! THIS is not a matter of principle, THIS is sickness! Let's think about it - a remote... it is a device of convenience and efficiency. RIGHT! Walking all over the house, looking in every room, looking under the couch, between the cushions, on the desk, on the table and UNDER the desk and table for 15 minutes is definitely a convenient and efficient way to change the channel on the TV... Boy, I need to get out of NJ and go home...
posted by Sandra at 2:25 PM
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Monday, July 16, 2001

The reason for starting this little self-indulgent journal, aka blog?
Well, I've been meaning to set one up for awhile now but just never got around to it. What finally shocked me out of my lethargy you ask?? Two little letters..."NJ" where I am currently visiting my parents. Not a whole lot to do out here, nowhere to really go unless you want to drive a good distance. So I've lots of time to set this up AND have a good place to jot down my reflections on being a dispossessed San Franciscan, lounging in the suburbs of Northern Jersey. The title of this journal was due to hearing the term "oriental" used quite liberally here in NJ - actually used to describe people. Perhaps I've been in the Bay Area too long, but I've always considered myself to be Japanese-American or asian (when a general term is needed). Someone out here, so sympathetically noted to me the other day that "it must be kinda tough on us Orientals...being around so many Anglo-Saxons"! I was just like, "HUH?!" First of all, who uses the term "ango-saxons" anymore? Also considering this whole town is either Italian or Jewish, now I could be wrong, but I don't think that qualifies as "anglo-saxon". And, ORIENTAL?!?! the only things I can associate with the word "oriental" are -

1. rugs - oh my god, perhaps I'm actually a woven house furnishing that gets trod upon!

2. that mail order toy company, Oriental Trading Company - which actually has nothing to do with the orient, if I am not mistaken BUT is an excellent place to buy wholesale toys like inflatable parrots... if ever you have need of that sort of thing...(hey, I don't judge, ok!)

3. a city in North Carolina - yes, there is a city called Oriental

4. the spanish word meaning "eastern" - perhaps people think I'm spanish...you never know.
posted by Sandra at 9:54 PM
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So just a little explanation about the title of this blog: I was in Las Vegas for work one weekend and looking through the room service menu at the Venetian. The menu was impressive and broken down into categories like Appetizers, Breakfast, Entrees, Sandwiches, etc. Then I notice that there is one section called "Oriental Delights" which included things like Chow Mein and Chop Suey. Well I became completely irritated and turned to my friend and said, "Oriental Delights?!? What the hell is THAT?! I don't even know what that means! Chicken Chow Mein is classified as an Oriental Delight?? THAT isn't an oriental delight!"...and in my ire I inadvertently yelled, "HELL! I'M an Oriental Delight, not Chicken Chow Mein!" It just stuck after that...
posted by Sandra at 9:18 PM
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Oh my god! I finally got this thing working...I think...
posted by Sandra at 3:32 PM
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Inspired and introduced to the wonderful world of online journals, here's a thank you to a sweet Disenchanted Prince (check out his site, it rocks!)... Look Geno! I finally started my own! woo-hoo!
posted by Sandra at 12:05 PM
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