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Thursday, May 30, 2002


IBM began a huge round of layoffs last week nationwide, in various divisions. IBM has said it will lay off up to 9,500 people, but who knows when this slide will end?

Later on this year, since IBM is selling off its poorly performing Storage (hard drive) division, the rumors are 15,000 people from Storage and related technologies will be forced to leave the company. They will have the option of joining a new joint venture, based here in San Jose, controlled by Hitachi. That's a total of up to 24,500 people leaving IBM.

Here's the talk on FuckedCompany about our layoffs. One of our main competitors in IT services, EDS, is cutting now too.

Latest internal job cut news from Alliance@IBM, the IBM Employees' Union. It's really bad. Read these personal layoff stories.


Wednesday, May 29, 2002


Prabhat just sent me some of his photos from Sunday. We went up north to Clear Lake and went jet skiing. Two guys in his group overturned their jet ski in the middle of the water, turned it upright, but couldn't start the engine. They were rescued by a passing fishing boat and came back to shore just before Prabhat and his gang called 911.


Tuesday, May 28, 2002


Have a good long weekend? More news and photos coming soon. Thanks for caring. I will get to you and try to answer some of those emails! By the way, I see Christina posted lots of pix from her camping trip.

I feel very energetic and focused today. Swam 40 laps last night in our pool and soaked in the jacuzzi for a while. I have tension around my neck and hands and gotta knead it out. After a soak, I feel like the Pillsbury Doughboy.


Monday, May 27, 2002


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--There are 365 days per year available for work.

--There are 52 weeks per year in which you already have 2 days off per week, leaving 261 days available for work.

--Since you spend 16 hours each day away from work, you have used up 170 days, leaving only 91 days available.

--You spend 30 minutes each day on coffee break. That ccounts for 23 days each year, leaving only 68 days available.

--With a one hour lunch period each day, you have used up another 46 days, leaving only 22 days available for work.

--You normally spend 2 days per year on sick leave. This leaves you only 20 days available for work.

--We are off for 5 holidays per year, so your available working time is down to 15 days.

--We generously give you 14 days vacation per year which leaves only 1 day available for work and Ill be Damned if you're going to take that day off!!!


Saturday, May 25, 2002



Graduation!

Please join me in wishing many many CONGRATULATIONS to Esther on graduating from UC Berkeley in political science!!! All of you who are graduating deserve a big hug and a homemade dinner with roast duck and avocado milkshakes.

Warm wishes to you, girl, and tell us all about your adventures in Seoul. With your sense of humor, who knows what could happen.

I just attended my dear friend Magdalene's graduation this morning, with her MS in software engineering. Met her parents for the first time, who flew in from Johor Bahru, Malaysia, as well as her husband Meng Yee and friend Sly, her "official photographer." I was asking her mom about all the stories Mag has told me about how much of a practical joker and tease she can be. Her mom not only started telling me more stories of Mag's past life, she sounds like Mag too when she is about to laugh!

Guess who the commencement speaker was this morning? Amy Tan, author of The Joy Luck Club! She made a "public confession" about how, when she was taking seven classes a semester to save money (what a Chinese thing), she "cheated" by using Cliff's Notes to help write her essays about writers like James Joyce.

I got a photo of Amy Tan's back! Awwwwright! See you all next week.


Thursday, May 23, 2002


Classes are over. Ok, enough dilly-dallying. Get your act together, Raymond, and get things done (you know what) in the next week.

By the way, congratulations to Dr. Scott on his new baby, born this week! To see what it's like before this baby, check out Athena. She's pregnant.

I added a paragraph below about the unexpected massage I got when I visited Lisa's office. If you know massage, I want to know you (haha)! It feels so good. Have a splendid Memorial Day weekend, everyone.


Wednesday, May 22, 2002


I am grateful to everyone for responding. Thank you! It really lifts my spirits!

Oh man...I look at Elen, Belle, Ellen, and Violet's sites and see all of you have caught a case of the blahs or the blues! Didn't know it was contagious. Ahhh-choo! Well that gives me a great reason to keep writing and seeking inspiration. I see I am not alone.

All of us who are idealistic, artistic, and sensitive sometimes get the sense that we don't fit into our immediate surroundings. We seek meaning, we seek positive direction, and we all have a need to be heard, to be appreciated to our depths. That's one reason we started writing on the web...and one reason we may find it hard to connect with people who are supposed to be "close" to us. One reason why, despite that fact that we may be outgoing and loud in public, we may still feel lonely and need to compose our thoughts in writing privately. That's definitely true for me.

Writing is cathartic and reassuring, because you mold a vase out of what was just a lump of clay. You leave a legacy of that moment, that pain, that breath you took. If a girl I knew is gone for good, she lives on forever in my mishmash of words. I always like this quote from Edna Ferber, a reporter who was the author of Showboat:
[N]o matter what happened to me, good or bad, it was just so much velvet. Life really can't utterly defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death; fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant; the more varied the moods the richer the experience. I've learned to value every stab of pain and disappointment.
Thank you again for your concern and your listening ear. That I value most of all. It matters not that I may not have met you nor that we may be half a world apart. We share the appreciation for the positive, finer things of life. We validate each other's existence and thoughts. That's why I must keep writing and sharing. This eternal candlelight from soul to soul must be rekindled over and over.

Take care and see you soon! :D


Tuesday, May 21, 2002



I need inspiration. Taking a break...

Have been feeling a lack of inspiration recently. I need to take a break from writing and being online. Personal life maintenance. To reach me, please email or call. Otherwise, see you in a week or so.

This morning, I met the head of the Almaden Research Center at my company. IBM put on a session about mentoring and how employees could find a mentor. I have not really done much to build a mentoring relationship this year, but that is on my to-do list. I want to find two mentors---one in business and one in technology. I want the guidance in my career and the opportunities for working in different disciplines.

Saturday, I spent the whole day with my housemate, trying to install Linux on our server at home. We finally did it, but the video card wasn't compatible with the software and it was a big pain. We are trying to start a small IT consulting "business." No big plans yet. Let's see... Unfortunately, I was forced to miss Amabelle and Felicia's BBQ on the beach in San Francisco for the Bay Area Rice Bowl Journalers. I got the invitation, but I've just been so antisocial lately. Sigh... Enjoy her pics!

Sunday, I went to my accomplished friend Lisa's open house in Palo Alto. She is a surgeon (general, laser, and trauma) and celebrated starting up her private practice. She has two offices---one in Palo Alto and one in Alameda. Met her brother, a lawyer who is applying for a job with the State Department and who wants to work in Africa. She, her family, and friends, and I joked around for at least three hours...they told all these embarrassing stories about Lisa which I can't print, but they were HILARIOUS! Her assistant imitated accents well and gave great impressions. I had such a great time, I felt like I was in the middle of an episode of a WB sitcom (they were all black)! She agreed to come on my political TV show, so I'll be interviewing her in June at our next taping. Lisa has been heavily involved in public health, removing tattooes from inner city youth. She'll be talking about the tattoo removal clinic. She is a very devoted Christian, active in this church in Menlo Park called Abundant Life. She helps run their "dance ministry," meaning she dances with a group on Sundays in public sometimes! She always inspires me and is one of the sweetest people I know.

Her assistant Cheryl is a massage therapist. My arms and wrists have been hurting for a while from typing too much. A couple of years ago, I even went to this acupuncturist for regular treatments for over a month. It temporarily relieved the pain, but I wasn't sure it had much long term benefit. Part of the treatment that I most enjoyed, however, was getting a regular massage. When I told Cheryl that, she told me to sit and started massaging my wrists and working out the knots both there and in my neck. She pressed on the bump of bone just beneath my ear, behind my head. She slowly worked her fingers down my neck. I hadn't realized I missed it so much; it was slow and concentrated. If someone hits the right points, you don't feel like talking any more... Those twenty minutes alone made my visit worthwhile.

Min Jung wrote something on May 19 that resonated with me, especially this:

"The question, now, is whether this site has made me more so than I used to be. A function of either finally growing into my skin (which I would have done anyways as I have grown older) or because I've gotten addicted to the response and interactivity that this site gives me, an audience if you will, that I've become more driven by the attention than I am at furthering my goals in personal self actualization which was the primary exercise in having this site....I'm still not sure but I'm genuinely concerned by this. I do not want to be a fame ho. I do not want to be an attention ho. I don't want to live my life for the amusement of others. I want to live my life for me. Just me. And to use this site as a documentation in my pursuit of becoming a better person than I was yesterday. That was the original thinking behind this site and I've stepped rather far away from it of late."

From the beginning I have kept this site more for you, the readers, than just me. I wanted a place to practice writing, to share the myriad experiences and impressions I have for people who would care about them. As my hits have increased recently (around 100 visitors/day on this page, >200 visitors/day overall), I have cut the amount I reveal about mine or others' personal life. As my high school friends have linked to this site, and Christina's mom has started reading it (umm...ni hao), etc... I have felt more reluctant to share too much. But as someone who loves to write, I enjoy sharing. What a contradiction. I don't write as nakedly as I used to and have been facing more and more outwardly---an entertainer. Yet in private I can be very personal. I have also been asking myself some of MJ's questions lately. Is the work of maintaining this site and interacting with online friends interfering too much with my real life? Is it too much trouble? Why should people thousands of miles away know more about my life than people in my own city?

Some people use their website as a place for their real-life friends to hang out, to catch up on news about them. I've told my close real-life friends about this, but they aren't interested, have no time to read it, or don't understand it (English problems). But I do put personal stuff here, stuff that I would rather that people too close to me don't know or follow on a regular basis. So I don't try to promote my site and thus most of my friends don't come here. Please remind me...what's the point of all this again?

I need a break.


Monday, May 20, 2002


This is too much fun!!!
From John, I found My Virtual Model. "Create your own model! See a 3D version of yourself." My God. You have GOT to try it and let me know your results! You can dress yourself later by clicking on the clothing stores.

This is actually close to what I look like (*gasp*). Click for original size. Do you have any fashion advice for me?


BlindDateBlog just kicked off Leila. Too bad. She was so interesting and multifaceted, in that typical San Franciscan way---director of content AND a yoga instructor. Here's a funny picture from her website. "Will design, develop and implement scalable Java components for food." (These guys were outside SF's Moscone Center, where they hold the yearly JavaOne conference.)

Oh MAN, you have got to see this....Last week on BlindDateBlog, Jonathan had posted a bunch of "sexy" pix of himself, soaped-up, in a bathtub holding something that looks like a bag of urine. Choire responded by

posting this: Jonathan in HOT or NOT? Hahaha! I've met Jonathan before at Min Jung's party, where they are housemates.

That's what I wanna be...a pig a pig no less no less...yeah yeah...bububu dum...Pigs Ham It Up, Win the Good Life (Reuters): "Nine flying pigs who became overnight stars in Britain after featuring in a television commercial have moved into luxury retirement quarters with a promise they will never end up as bacon."



make sure you read until the last line...

I've learned....
That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.


I've learned....
That when you're in love, it shows.


I've learned....
That just one person saying to me, "You've made my day!" makes my day.


I've learned....
That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.


I've learned....
That being kind is more important than being right.


I've learned....
That you should never say "no" to a gift from a child.


I've learned....
That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.


I've learned....
That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.


I've learned....
That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.


I've learned....
That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.


I've learned....
That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.


I've learned....
That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.


I've learned....
That money doesn't buy class.


I've learned....
That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.


I've learned...
That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.


I've learned....
That the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can?


I've learned....
That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.


I've learned....
That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.


I've learned....
That love, not time, heals all wounds.

I've learned....
That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.

I've learned....
That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.


I've learned....
That there's nothing sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your cheeks.


I've learned....
That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.


I've learned....
That life is tough, but I'm tougher.


I've learned....
That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.


I've learned....
That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.


I've learned....
That I wish I could have told my Dad that I love him one more time before he passed away.


I've learned....
That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.


I've learned....
That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.


I've learned....
That I can't choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it.


I've learned....
That when your newly born child holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.


I've learned....
That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.


I've learned ...
That it is best to give advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a life threatening situation.


I've learned....
That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.

To all of you... Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence.

It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND, even if it means sending it back to the person who sent it to you. If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.


HAPPY FRIENDSHIP WEEK TO YOU!!!!!!

YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED
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