﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>ca1b0y's Xanga</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from ca1b0y</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Wednesday, May 24, 2006</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/488709941/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/488709941/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 May 2006 22:21:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;H2&gt;Life is picking up again...&lt;/H2&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So, life is looking a little hectic the next couple of months.&amp;nbsp; Besides the projects that are currently going on, I see that my work will increase with team members going on business trips/vacations in June/July.&amp;nbsp; Naturally, it happens to be around the time where I'll have to move (again), but then I have my own (first!) business trip coming up (two weeks in NY! Weee~!), so I have to time my house searching/ moving accordingly.&amp;nbsp; That doesn't leave too many weekends available for me.&amp;nbsp; I guess I won't be getting much sunlight either way with rainy season approaching us soon.&amp;nbsp; Although looking at the amount of rain we're getting, I'm not sure if we're in it already.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/488709941/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 22, 2006</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/487762765/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/487762765/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 14:20:34 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;H3&gt;Summer?&amp;nbsp; ...or not?&lt;/H3&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The weather's been completely freakish the past couple of days.&amp;nbsp; The weather report has been completely unreliable, (which is partially because they have a decades-old outdated weather satellite) and even the ol' look at the sky routine didn't work out this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Take Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Weather forecast, "Cloudy throughout the day, then rain".&amp;nbsp; I look into the sky&amp;nbsp;in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Not a single cloud in sight.&amp;nbsp; Day ends up being a scorcher (I turned another shade darker).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Around&amp;nbsp;3pm, clouds suddenly roll in from nowhere, and&amp;nbsp;out pours&amp;nbsp;merciless sheets of rain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Several hours later, the rain&amp;nbsp;past, the clouds were gone, just as quickly as they came.&amp;nbsp; Ok, who's playing with the weather machine here!?&amp;nbsp; This is not funny...&amp;nbsp; Man, soon it'll be hot in the morning, snowing in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/487762765/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Can't sleep, clowns will eat me...</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/483190239/cant-sleep-clowns-will-eat-me/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/483190239/cant-sleep-clowns-will-eat-me/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 13:34:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I have found that jet lag has wondrous effects in helping me wake up at odd hours, like 4 am.&amp;nbsp; As this has been continuing since I got back, I quickly discovered that my conscious state has fallen to the level that barely rises above comatose.&amp;nbsp; It seems that alcohol doesn't do too well in keeping me from waking up at those twilight hours, and I doubt sleeping pills will either (although I don't have any either).&amp;nbsp; I think age is starting to factor in as well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/whatevah.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyone have any tips they're willing to share to quickly get over jetlag?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/483190239/cant-sleep-clowns-will-eat-me/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 08, 2006</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/482506057/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/482506057/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 21:30:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;H2&gt;Back In Japan...&lt;/H2&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Coming back to Japan, everything doesn't feel the same anymore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As I was riding a train back home at 8pm, I saw the difference already.&amp;nbsp; Inside my car, everyone was dressed in a suit, going home (or drinking) with their worn out faces, only to face another day.&amp;nbsp; When I was in LA, I saw parents enjoying time with their children, friends hanging out at a 7pm weekday game in Dodgers Stadium.&amp;nbsp; There wasn't a single suit in sight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I enjoy my work, or do I?&amp;nbsp; I'm not so sure, looking at all the lifeless faces around me.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps I'm being bought into this society conducive for work, and I haven't realized how much of my soul has been eaten away from this.&amp;nbsp; I have to really think about where I am right now, where I want to go from here.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/482506057/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, April 27, 2006</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/477926288/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/477926288/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 18:04:23 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;H3&gt;It's been a long time...&lt;/H3&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt;It's been four months since I&amp;nbsp;wandered off here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I feel so... out of touch.&amp;nbsp; Yet, I sit in front of the PC, just staring at the blinking cursor trying to coax me to type an awe-inspiring entry.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt;...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt;Nope, ain't happening.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After rummaging through my boxes of stuff that is sitting in the garage (I'm back at home for vacation), a sudden calling came to me to come back.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's all those nearly forgotten memories that just struck me wave after wave.&amp;nbsp; I think that might be it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt;Looking at the boxes of stuff that I had compiled over my days in school, I wonder now why I even thought of saving certain materials.&amp;nbsp; It reflects how much I have changed, as the value of the same document, or same picture, or some other memorabilia changed within these three (almost four) years.&amp;nbsp; Was this change for the better?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Maybe I've become oriented to see things from a "corporate" perspective.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if this means I've matured, or I've just become jaded by corporate society.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure to feel good about this change, or sad because I've lost something...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/477926288/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, December 08, 2005</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/402488039/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/402488039/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 08:24:05 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Mizuho Eats It&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=10000080&amp;amp;sid=avd1QPYq5Skw&amp;amp;refer=asia" target="_new"&gt;http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=10000080&amp;amp;sid=avd1QPYq5Skw&amp;amp;refer=asia&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Interesting to see how this pans out.&amp;nbsp; Although not indicated in this article, it was found that Mizuho was behind the screw up.&amp;nbsp; Man, scary how one order can potentially screw up the entire firm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/402488039/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 05, 2005</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/400621980/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/400621980/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 10:06:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;On Saturday, the moment I heard that gasping I knew it was over.&amp;nbsp; That would be the last time I would be holding it in my hands.&amp;nbsp; Not even two years has passed by, but after years of being together, that day was the last.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the thousands of memories that you have shared with me. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;R.I.P. Jan. 2004 - Dec. 3, 2005.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;*********************************&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;On Sunday, I had to find a replacement.&amp;nbsp; After looking around a bit, (and with my friend's haggling skills) I came upon a fine replacement for my lost one.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 240px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/PanasonicLX1/images/3q-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hello DMC-LX1, welcome to the family.&amp;nbsp; I think that gaping hole in my heart left by my IXY 400's departurehas been replenished a little.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp; Although the pictures of this one have more noise than desired... &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/400621980/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, November 29, 2005</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/396576682/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/396576682/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 00:50:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=6&gt;Girl Dies After Kiss&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEALTH/conditions/11/28/kiss.death.ap/index.html" target="_new"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEALTH/conditions/11/28/kiss.death.ap/index.html&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Reminds me of Poison Ivy from Batman.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Man, I can't even begin to imagine what's going through the boyfriend's mind, having to bear this mistake for the rest of his life.&amp;nbsp; I know I'd never eat peanut butter again.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/396576682/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, November 27, 2005</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/395635673/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/395635673/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 17:37:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Can't sleep, clown will eat me. &lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;-Bart Simpson (&lt;EM&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/EM&gt;)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm stuck.&amp;nbsp; For a long while, I watched from the corner of my eye.&amp;nbsp; I had hoped it would go dissipate, but now I see the two ominious clouds are swirling into a thunderstorm.&amp;nbsp; This sight and scene is all too familiar,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;experience tells that&amp;nbsp;deep scars will be left after the storm, if it ever subsides.&amp;nbsp; Yet, as I watch the clouds swirl into a storm, I wonder&amp;nbsp;what can be possibly be done to&amp;nbsp;alleviate or&amp;nbsp;optimistically even offset the storm.&amp;nbsp; Favorable winds can divert the collision of the forces.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, the wrong winds will be adding fuel to the fire.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Countless possible hypothetical scenarios are being analyzed to reach the optimal resolution.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Is there a resolution?&amp;nbsp; Perhaps not.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps the best resolution is to watch the storm run its course and take cover.&amp;nbsp; In that case, I will definitely be making the wrong move as I am not the type to hang around and watch.&amp;nbsp; However, I am not brash enough to vainly attempt to stop the impossible.&amp;nbsp; If I can only create the right wind, the situation might end up for the better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However, there are two problems to this?&amp;nbsp; 1.&amp;nbsp; Does it even exist?&amp;nbsp; 2.&amp;nbsp; How can I even begin to fathom which direction these clouds will go?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;***************************&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I just remembered that for the past several weeks, I've been having *almost daily* dreams that involves one or more of the following:&amp;nbsp;1. seeing my friends from back in high school.&amp;nbsp; 2.&amp;nbsp; running away from some heinous attacker.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I decided to look them up.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6500ca&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Running&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;To dream that you are running away from someone&lt;EM&gt;, indicates an issue that you are trying to avoid. You are not taking or accepting responsibility for your actions.&lt;/EM&gt; In particular, if you are running from an attacker or any danger, then it suggests that you are not facing and confronting your fears&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#6500ca size=4&gt;Friend&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#6500ca&gt;To see your childhood friend in your dream, signifies regression into your past where you had no responsibilities and things were much simpler and carefree.&lt;EM&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;You may be wanting to escape the the pressures and stresses of adulthood. &lt;EM&gt;Consider the relationship you had with this friend and the lessons that were learned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/EM&gt;Alternatively, the childhood friend may be &lt;EM&gt;suggesting that you have been acting in a childish manner and you need to start acting like an adult&lt;/EM&gt;.&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000000&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Strange coincidence?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Could be a sign, no?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/395635673/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, November 23, 2005</title><link>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/392634055/item/</link><guid>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/392634055/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2005 01:39:26 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Elevator of Revelations&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I bumped into my new neighbor in the elevator the other day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;At work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/shocked.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Yes, he works at the same company as me.&amp;nbsp; Yes, he works in the same division as me.&amp;nbsp; I just never knew about it since he sat on the other side of the floor.&amp;nbsp; Of &lt;EM&gt;all&lt;/EM&gt; the apartments in Tokyo, he chose the one that is next to my room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Coincidence or conspiracy?&amp;nbsp; Who knows?&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://ca1b0y.xanga.com/392634055/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>