first annual hot dog eating contest. how this idea came up i have no clue but i was certainly going to be there to cheer everyone on. four contestants. all guys of course because we girls are delicate and don't do stuff like this. ha. yeah right. i scarfed down two hot dogs for dinner before the competition even started. looking back i probably should of waited as we ran out of hot dogs at the end but you can't blame a girl for being hungry. i believe we had 32 hot dogs which sounded like plenty at the time but we weren't prepared for mr caly nguyen. the official 2003 hot dog eating champ. nine hot dogs in twelve minutes. that's pretty impressive no? he actually kind of reminds me of the little japanese hot dog eating man (i'm sure you know who i'm talking about i'm just drawing a blank on the name right now) since they're both skinny but can eat a shitload and their stomaches stick out abnomally big afterwards. why i know this i'm not sure but i do.

in either case hope you like the pics. my first post with my new digital camera. more to come with cancun of course :)

i bought myself a digital camera at fry's today. the sony dsc-p32. for the past two weeks or so all i've been talking about getting was the sony u20 that jon has and how i wanted the same one but in black but finally...when it came down to decision time my logical and practical side prevailed over my wanting a cute compact camera that oh fits so easily into my purse. for a mere $30 more, my camera has zoom and 3.2 megapixels...whatever the hell that means. i just know the higher the number the better.

ultimately what won me over in getting this camera over the u20 was when bren found this little black camera case that showed that yes this camera was small and sleek and could very possibly be just as cute as the u20. maybe not as cute but close. because that is what is important in picking out a camera anyways. i had my heart set on this little white furry case they sell on the sony website and all i could think about was how cute my black camera would look inside of it but i guess it's just not meant to be. plus sujeet brought up a good point in saying everybody has silver cameras these days so a black one would be sweet looking but i guess my camera will just have to do with being average. why don't digital cameras come in multiple colors anyways? i feel like it really could suck the girls in no?

i'm hoping there aren't too many buttons or functions with this camera. i normally like my gadgets to be very simple...point and shoot. i have a feeling i'll be quite happy with my purchase. plus i bought a 256mb memory stick with a $15 rebate which translates into me taking 200 some pictures with it all of which will become quite handy i'm sure when i'm in cancun next week. so expect to see tons of pictures from me. nothing scandalous of course. come now, what were you expecting with three girls running amuck in mexcio?

there was a time during my stay here in san jose that i had three of my ex's living within a twenty mile radius all at the same time. but now they're all gone. one moved a while back to do a residency in pharmacy in los angeles. another is a doctor in indiana. and the third recently has left to make the big bucks in real estate in ohio. and i do mean big bucks. out of all my ex's (not saying i had a ton or anything) these were the three that i got along the best with so i thought it was kind of funny when they began moving to san jose one by one. lucky me.

the topic of ex-boyfriends is always a touchy one. there seems to be this universal thought that once the relationship ends, so does the friendship which often times do but i'm a big proponent of remaining friends. sure it might not always work out but i'm batting about 50% right now which isn't too bad i suppose. i often run into the dilemma when referring to them in conversation if i should just call them my "friend" or my "ex". because really they are my friends but when you stick the word ex in there, it carries so much more significance.

i find it pretty amazing how you can be so close to someone for a couple of months or years and then poof just like that it's over. the person that most likely knows you better than your friends and sometimes siblings and yet all of a sudden there is no more talking or seeing each other. it's almost as if the person was never a part of your life. i've heard people say that they learn something from each relationship which is true but are relationships meant to just go away? for myself, my longest relationship was for about a span for four years and in looking back it seemed so long ago and he had such a big impact on my life (one of which was getting me later curfew hours and climbing out of my second story window in the middle of the night) but if i were to see him now, i would have no clue what to say except for the usual polite talk reserved to strangers. very sad indeed. all i have of that particular relationship now is a box full of letters and memorabilia that i came across during our move out of the san diego house and as hard as i tried, i couldn't bear myself to throw it away. why i don't really know but it's now sitting safely in a storage room in del mar. if anyone is in need of a velvet rose i've got one you can have.

i'm all for keeping in touch with your ex's and remaining friends. i'd say that two of them i'd consider my close friends since they know me pretty well and can pretty much see where i'm coming from or what i'm thinking sometimes before i even say it. and that is a rare thing to find so why throw it away just because there's a stigma attached to hanging out with your ex? pooh pooh to that i say.

i'm sunburnt again. i seem to just never learn my lesson. one would think after i was fried red my last time snowboarding i'd be slathering on sunblock but no. once again i didn't put any on and am now burnt on the stomache, shoulders, back, face and even my scalp. and the worst of the worst...i have a sunglass tan. i hate those.

this past weekend was spent driving from san jose to huntington beach with bren, maggie and rob. there was a surfing competition there but it was more so to hang out with the voltrons and company. it's been a while since i spent an entire day at the beach and i forgot how much fun it is. walked around the surf competition for a bit. hoped for a glimpse of kelly slater but who am i kidding. got myself a fake tattoo on the small of my back which makes me want to get a real one if it weren't for the pain. watched skateboarders in the half pipe (is that what it's called?) which was actually really cool since we were right on the railing but after about five mintues, we were told to move. then it was on to three blissful hours of beach volleyball. a sport that i love to play but am horrible at. it is here where i proceeded to get sunburnt but hey i didn't miss any of my serves except one i believe which i was pretty proud of. there was plenty of messing up on my part which made bren to comment "you're not very athletic are you?" which i found to be quite offensive because hey, i wasn't that horrible now was i? there was plenty of me running around to find my sandals as the sand was so freaking hot and during the process i managed to give myself quite a nice little cardio workout to where my butt was a bit sore the next day.

surprisingly we all had enough energy to go clubbing that night and it was off to century club i go. never been there but i've heard lots about it so i was pretty excited. the venue was really nice. very spacious and upscale (it better be for the $20 cover although girls were only $10. i love being female at times) but for some odd reason, lots of short asian guys there. i wasn't even wearing my highest heels and i could easily see over the head of half the people there. why are asian boys so short anyways? i don't care how hot a guy is...if the height isn't there it could be a lose lose from the very beginning. after all what girl doesn't love wearing heels? i know i do. by the way, i've discussed this with my many girlfriends (so that means one or two) and we all agree. the guy must at least be the same height as when we're wearing heels but no shorter.

then after eating some pretty good congee complete with pig's blood and cow tongue sunday which i gladly passed on to vi, it was back up to san jose we go. in rob's slammed car which i got to drive. for those in the dark, a slammed car is one that has been lowered i believe. now i've been to a many car races when i was younger and seen plenty of lowered cars but never one that bounced this much. it was almost like we were on a roller coaster. the ride up was quite uneventful much unlike on the way down when we were literally stopped in traffic for 45 minutes. it was almost like a scene out of rem's "everybody hurts" video except for the guy who came streaking out of his rv. of course i missed all this as i was passed out in the car after having been drinking since 3pm friday but that is another story in itself.

another great weekend although i did play phone tag with ameer all weekend long and we still never saw each other. next time i hope. at least i have my sunburnt body to remind me of the fun times. oh joy.