«.·°·. Tuesday, August 30, 2005 .·°·.»
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I'm assuming playing around with gummy bears and making them do the 69 position (cuz they fit ever-so-perfectly that way like Lego) while sitting at the same table of your former director when you should be paying attention to the speaker is not a good thing, right?
...riiiiight....
I'm contemplating on not working out on Sundays before noon. You see, we have a resident hahm sup lo (horny ole man) leering at all women (big, small, old, young...don't matter...got a vagina? you're game!) that are either working out or about to workout before their advanced hahm sup lo detection system sends them screaming for all possible escape routes. This mofo is not subtle by any means. Sure he'll put on sunglasses, but then he'll just stare directly at you, and by "you" I mean your tits and ass. When no one's working out in the cardio room he'll go poolside, stand behind a sapling tree (did I mention he's not very subtle? thought I'd check...) and get his stroke on. What's worse is he has the cliche thin mustache, greasy hair, outdated glasses, and a v-neck white undershirt! Omigawd...omigawd...omigawd...omigawd...
F*ckers like that need a swift kick to the balls...
***posted by Mouji on 8/30/2005 06:31:00 PM*** ::
«.·°·. Friday, August 19, 2005 .·°·.»
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*** Resolution...for now ***: Ok...called the office manager this morning and she apologized for not calling me back yesterday citing she had "clinicals" or "clinic" - whatever - and couldn't get back to me (yet she left promptly at 5:00PM? Makes you think out loud, don't it?). Anyhoo, she apologized and admitted to "human error" and told me she squared the billing situation with the medical group. I had her call the medical group to confirm what she did in writing (f*cking FINALLY!). The situation isn't quite over until I have a letter in hand, but I guess she finally understood what the potential ramification for inaction would have been...at least I HOPE that's what went through her mind.
***posted by Mouji on 8/19/2005 01:45:00 PM*** ::
«.·°·. Thursday, August 18, 2005 .·°·.»
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I'm all jittery with nerves right now. Just got off the phone with the office manager for some thoracic surgeon discussing a denial of claim letter I got from a prominent (read: largest) medical group in the Bay Area. First off, I haven't seen a doctor in about a decade (I know, I know...shame on me) let alone a specialist...and not just any specialist but a thoracic surgeon of all specialists! I don't even know what part of the body "thoracic" refers to...I'm assuming the word is derived from thorax which would mean abdominal, but I'd need to look it up which I don't quite have the time to now...I digress...Furthermore, they filed the claim with Aetna which I don't think I ever had, and if I did, I wasn't with them for at least the couple of years I've been with this company. Finally, they have my current address (but that could be explained by a number of things). Was this all a mistake or was it insurance fraud or, worse yet, identity theft? Well, seeing as to how you'd have to be a royal f*ck up to make THAT MANY MISTAKES, I'd have to err on the side of caution and protect myself and my financial well-being.
I asked the office manager what the frack happened and she said she screwed up (might I interject and say "royally f*cked up"...) her names and submitted a claim under my name (Kevin *bleep*) instead of another name (Kevin Mai *bleep*). Fair enough...sounds reasonable, right? Well, she could have told me that some drunken clown was poised to stick a red-hot poker up her ass if she didn't put my name on the claim form, but I'd have no way to verify that. As such, since I deal with lawyers oftentimes, I asked if she could put that sh*t in writing and send it to me via snail mail (cuz you know us accountants - we looooove us a paper trail), which she then had the f*ckin' balls to balk at me and insinuate that I was being difficult! This just adds to my suspicion that something shady's goin' on! Anyhoo, she got interrupted and said she'll call me back on my cell. If I don't get a call back by the end of the day, sh*t's gonna hit the fan cuz I'm just gonna cut to the chase and send my displeasure to the Dept. of Managed Health Care and the CA Dept. of Insurance for synchronized investigations! Hey, if ya gonna pick a fight, then you best hit hard and fast, right?!!
*** Update (sorta) ***: I did a ZabaSearch for my name, and there aren't that many Kevin *bleep*'s around in the Bay Area let alone in San Francisco...the plot thickens...
*** Update (sorta)² ***: Oh sh*t! Dat bitch didn't call me back! It's 5:10PM and they're gone for the day! This is just gonna get ugly and quick...
***posted by Mouji on 8/18/2005 03:46:00 PM*** ::
«.·°·. Wednesday, August 17, 2005 .·°·.»
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Confirmed for those interested: Zara is officially open. My fiance could have done a lot more damage, but I feigned hunger to hasten her. Did some damage, but otherwise pretty tamed. I think she's reserving the bulk of the ferocity for nights when I have to work late *shudder*.
Nothing much to report (cuz I promised not to mention how my wedding invitation project is going, which is going great BTW...Woops! Let that one slip!). I am catching up on a lot of TV shows lately. I've watched the entire 1st season of Ghost Hunters, 2nd season of both Deadwood and Dead Like Me, and will start watching 2nd season of Sopranos (I know! I know! I'll get me to the end of season 5 sometime before season 6 starts hopefully). Prospectively, I'm watching Battlestar Galactica (my favorite so far), Ghost Hunters, and Weeds.
While proofreading the previous paragraph, I just noticed that I tend to watch a lot of death-themed shows......huh......
So there...now you know what I do most nights besides placating my fiance. Boring, I know, but life's changed since I got me a laptop *kisses machine*.
***posted by Mouji on 8/17/2005 12:42:00 PM*** ::
«.·°·. Tuesday, August 16, 2005 .·°·.»
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Weekend (sorry...no pics cuz I was stoopid and forgot my camera):
Friday *night*: Tired of going to the same places to eat, I thought I'd splurge a little and try a new restaurant for some crab. One thing I liked about La Vie immediately was that we didn't have to wait for a seat, but since the restaurant's across the street from Ton Kiang, parking was a muthaf*ckin' bitch! Anyhoo, we got their "famous" roasted crab (pricey at $35) and a few other dishes that were pretty much forgetable (including their garlic noodles which were nothing but spaghetti tossed in garlic butter and topped off with parmesan cheese and a sprig of cilantro (I know...totally a WTF garnish). The crab wasn't a disappointment though, especially the stuffing they put in the body shell which appeared to be made with the crab's innards and what I thought was pork sung...*shrug*. While waiting for our dishes, we noticed that this place loves to set sh*t on fire! Almost every other patron besides us got something that needed to be incinerated tableside. We'll flambé some other day...
BTW, between Crustaceans/Thanh Long, PPQ Dungeness Island, and La Vie, I'd have to choose PPQ since they have more varieties of roasted crab and aren't quite that pretentious. They also have pretty good crab dinner value meals *beams smile*.
Saturday: Boring but relaxing day with lunch at Chili's followed by grocery shopping at Safeway and chores. Oh...and CPK for dinner *yawn*.
Sunday: Started off the day with brunch at Delancey Street Bistro...good n' cheap as always...made our way down to the Modern Bride event at the GiftCenter & JewelryMart on Brannan St. We half-heartedly breezed through the bridal vendors (same sh*t as all the other bridal shows we've been to) but spent a few hours meandering through the complex since a few GCJM stores were open. We always wondered about this place since it's closed to the public and are only open to licensed buyers and peeps with appointments with a specific vendor in the complex. I can say now without a doubt that I'm glad I didn't go to the JM to get the Godess' engagement ring! I was a bit disappointed since I had high expectations of this place. You'd have to be a 20-year veteran SWAT team hostage negotiator to get a "decent" deal from those sharks! I heard one jeweler quote $1,000 for a titanium wedding band (similar to the one I want but with white gold inlays instead of platinum) when you can get it online for less than $500! How the hell do you negotiate to below $500 with that starting asking price? Fuggedaboudit...not worth the hassle and humiliation...Ended up getting a few things at the GC for cheap. Then it was off to Union Square for some more shopping and dinner at King of Thai next to Macy's.
Speaking of shopping...we heard that Zara on Post St. finally opened! Gonna go check it out tonight after work! BTW, did I mention in a previous post about me turning tré metro all of a sudden?
***posted by Mouji on 8/16/2005 11:29:00 AM*** ::
«.·°·. Friday, August 12, 2005 .·°·.»
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After a grueling month of July trying to pump out our 10-Q then riding that fracking (Battlestar Galactica, anyone?) clusterf*ck into our July month-end close, I can say finally...FINALLY!...I have some quiet days ahead to catch my breath...
Can I just say one more thing about my wedding invitation project and then I'm done till I have a prototype? Typing in pinyin fracking (love me dat Battlestar Galactica!) sux ass especially if you don't know how to read/write Chinese!
Time for a quiet weekend...
Have a good one, y'all!
***posted by Mouji on 8/12/2005 12:45:00 PM*** ::
«.·°·. Tuesday, August 09, 2005 .·°·.»
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So I saw this dude...well-dressed, young, kempt...cryin' on his cell phone while pacing back and forth. On his way back towards me, I could hear on the other side some woman screaming at him, and all I could think of was that he got caught cheating or some stupid sh*t like that. Turns out the heinous act was indeed stupid and equally abominable - he lost their savings in some investment gone awry! You'd think that sh*t only happens in the movies, but I've seen worse...like mass layoffs and entire companies going through bankruptcy liquidations...
In my quest to print out my own wedding invitations, I scoured the net trying to find a free (or "free-to-try") Chinese word processor, when I came across some forum which basically said MS Office already has some reading/writing support for simplified and traditional Chinese. Sweeet!!! Now I gotta learn how to read, write, AND type Chinese! Yippee!Went to Paper Source in the Marina to order a pack o' ten A7 pocket folder enclosures to toy around with. Also got a sheet of white lace w/ embroidered daisies for the sash on the enclosures. We're still undecided on the color(s) of the ribbons around the sash and inside the enclosure to hold up the vellum invites.
And if I didn't tell you outright that I'm a heterosexual male, you'd think some fuggin' chick wrote all of this.
Oh will you look at that! *looks down at crotch* My f*ckin' balls are shrinking!
***posted by Mouji on 8/09/2005 09:53:00 AM*** ::
«.·°·. Wednesday, August 03, 2005 .·°·.»
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This 3 minute moment of Zen is brought to you courtesy of Haagen Dazs and their genious marketing team.
Some way, some how I gotta incorporate that "anthem" into my wedding ceremony, reception, or video highlights...
Speaking of which, I think most of the vendors are pretty much taken care of except for the florist and baker. Also, we still have to come up with a menu and a price quote from the restaurant. And to mix things up a bit, it appears that our videographer once sued our DJ for damages blaming the DJ's equipment for failing to play his slideshow & ceremony highlights DVD. Hopefull I can squash that sh*t between them before sh*t goes down, knowwutahmsayin'?
Perhaps I haven't yet immersed myself into the nitty-gritty, but I'm actually having fun planning our wedding. Most fun so far is making our own invitations. I gotta say - inkjet vellum f*ckin' rox!!! Never heard of it before...never seen it before...and it's rare to find one in your local stationary store. Anyhoo, if you're planning on making your own invites (not just wedding invites necessarily), checkout Paper Source for envelopes and stuff...coupla locations here in SF and scattered about elsewhere. Can't wait till I have a prototype ready to share (as my estrogen gauge starts red-lining...)!
***posted by Mouji on 8/03/2005 08:49:00 AM*** ::
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