Ahh, it's been a while.

A lot has changed. And some things don't change. I've got a new girlfriend now. I see a bright and happy future ahead of us. I'm going to New York again. But then again, I'm always going back to New York. And I'm out of work again. Bummer.

Last week, I did a pretty good job sending a bunch of resumes out, but I haven't heard anything back yet. Guess I just have to keep plugging away.

Audrie got married. That was a lot of fun.

Wrote my 1000th review on Yelp. Nope, they don't give you a prize.

I've also been spending a little more time with my mom. Eating together. Hanging out at the house. Not a ton, but just a little bit. Making my sister's slide show kind of made me realize how much time has passed by. I'm at the age when five or six years ago feels like yesterday, but even in that span of time so much has changed for life at home. Even the way my parents look, unfortunately, has changed during that time. A few more wrinkles. A little more time to get up from a chair. A few more white hairs.

But at least she still has a sense of humor.

The other day we went out to eat Korean food for lunch. She had yukkae jang. I had bibimbap.

"You know Liz Taylor died the other day. Does that mean anything to you?"

"No. She always seemed like a weird lady. I don't really care too much."

"What about John Lennon? Was it a big deal when he died?"

"No. I mean, I knew he was part of the Beatles, but I didn't really care much. I saw them when they I was still in Hong Kong."

"What about JFK? Was it a big deal when he died?"

"No. I was still in Hong Kong. I remember my teacher said the American President got shot. That's about it."

"What about when Bruce Lee died? Was that a big deal?"

"No, but your father's face turned into stone. Twenty-four hours. Didn't eat. Didn't say a word. Just like this--" she taps my bibimbap pot.

We both have a good laugh.

In just a few days, I'll be turning 33. I wonder what the next year will bring?...

My New Year's resolution.

Brb, gotta reboot.

What can I say, I'm a sap.

Thinking about things.

You ever catch yourself thinking about things so much, that the things your thinking about take a life of its own? I find that I do that a lot. Especially when it comes to relationships, both romantic and platonic. What's this person thinking when they don't respond to a text message? What's that person thinking when they cancel plans? Who knows. I can spend all day coming up with theories and explanations that could mean completely nothing. Or that lead me to disaster.

I've always been the type of person to say how I feel when I feel it. That when I have something that's bothering me, I'll bring it up. While that makes sense in a lot of cases, sometimes I think it's good to chill and not over think things.