A physical in the morning. Actually, it was in early afternoon, but I barely woke up until an hour before. Turns out that I will be spending 6-7 hours sitting and typing since they only tested my hand strength and my hand flexibility. Oh and the drug test.

Yeh came back! My sister was complaining while we drove around Southside over and over again. Turns out that someone ripped the street sign and that\’s why I couldn\’t find it. Then an address on a cross street messed me up. Good things cell phones come in handy. It was really good seeing Yeh again. He doesn\’t wear polo shirts as much. And what a nice gift. :D Thank you! Thank you to his aunt too. Must I also add that I asked for one (jokingly), heh. Then for the next hour, my sis made a big scene about how I was being selfish and greedy…

Saw the family again. I know it sounds like a bad thing…well maybe it is. :p Went to this expensive Chinese restaurant in the pseudo-Chinatown. My sis and I talked to each other the entire time. Then we proceeded to shed a tear when we saw Aunt Frances and Aunt Susan take a cheek-to-cheek picture together. Afterwards, we groaned at having a similar sisterly photo op. I also decided to be boastful and shared my url with them. Let\’s see if they see this site today. ;) Hello Aunt Susan! Hello Uncle Sam! Hello Aunt Frances!

TV. Free Showtime. I know…how can I become some TV addict when I am opposed directly to having a TV in my apartment? I am not quite sure, but I am attracted to those independent shows. Yes, I admit it. I was the one downstairs at 11 pm watching Undressed on MTV.

Speaking of which…

I found a copy of The Best American Erotic Stories on my dad\’s bedside table. Whoops. I think I got him into trouble now. ;) No really, it\’s true literary quality. Especially when one of the stories is titled \”Milk\” and it turns out all to be about yes you-know-what. (I was scanning…hello) *waves hello to non-regular visitors*

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  1. Hehe, it\’s all ok. For payment, all I\’m supposed to do is treat my aunt to a meal the next chance I get. =P

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