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In local news, I beat the other Raleigh guy in the Gobble Gobble Gobble 4-mile race. (#770 vs #814) 770 36:04 9:01 127 20-29 518 M 1349 Paul Chin Raleigh, NCI'm not thrilled with the average mile time of 09:01, but seeing how I wasn't acclimated to the weather, the asthma, and never having run the course so I couldn't pace myself (I wasn't too tired at the end of the race), I'll take it. I know I'm just making excuses for myself. Overall, I can't tell how well I did. I ended up towards the end of the middle of the pack (#770 of 1455), but my overall time in the male category was pretty bad (#518 of 760). Good to know I can beat the females, but bad to know that the 60-69 year old from my hometown kicked my butt with a time of 27:01 (that's 6:45 miles!).  Homes, places we’ve grown, all of us are done for.
And we live in a beautiful world, Yeah we do, yeah we do
Current Mood:  sore
Current Music: Coldplay - Don't Panic
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When I went home to Boston last week, it was then that I realized what a rich history my family has. My parents have always had a "don't ask, don't tell" policy with our family. I finally sat down with them during dinner right before I was leaving back for Raleigh to ask them questions I never asked before (why our family moved to the US, how did get here, why was I born in Hong Kong). Among one of the questions is why I was named Paul. Well, the stories goes like this: in China, your father's father is the one who is supposed to name the child. It was a few months before I was to be born, and since my grandfather (pn my father's side) had already passed away, it continues down the chain of command (my father's oldest brother). My uncle named me "Paul" because he thought it was very simple, and since he didn't speak any English, he probably head the name often. My brother, on the other hand, was named Benjamin because it sounded phonetically like his Chinese name. Had I been born in China and then immigrated to the US, they would have probably called me Raymond because it sounds phonetically like my Chinese name. I'm glad my folks named me Paul, and not Raymond. I like Paul much better, thank you.
Current Music: Fleetwood Mac - Go Your Own Way
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I returned to Raleigh on Sunday night, and while in the car on Monday I decided "well let's listen to some Oldies and Motown, I could use some "Build Me Up Buttercup" from the Foundations. Well, I turned the dial to Oldies 100.7 and heard country music. I was confused at first, thinking "when the hell did Country music become Oldies?" Then I thought, "dammit another freaking Country station, as though we don't have enough!" Well, it turns out that it's now " 100.7 The River." I have to admit, I actually like listening to the station. The problem is now, where can I go to listen to Oldies?0101010101010101010101010101010101 A pleasant blast from the past, I heard Soul Asylum's "Want Somebody to Love" on 96.1 Rock today. That's a flashback to senior year of high school. Mmmm ... back when things were much simplier for me. Cause I want somebody to shove, I need somebody to shove, I want somebody to shove me0101010101010101010101010101010101 ![[info]](http://library.vu.edu.pk/cgi-bin/nph-proxy.cgi/000100A/http/web.archive.org/web/20041204111011im_/http:/=2fstat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) rjb5 turned me on (!) to this web browser called FoxFire. I have to say, it's pretty damn good. At first I didn't like the tab function in Safari, but I'm used to it now. I am glad that Mozilla put this program out, that way I can migrate away from Microsoft products. 
Current Music: Young MC - Bust A Move
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Note: If you try to call me twice in the span of 2.5 hours and leave a voice mail, do you not think that I am busy?!?! Don't expect me to be very pleasant when you call a third time and I pick up the phone, being very blunt and abrupt with you.
No, I do not want to *chat* with you (or anyone) right now. Do you know what time it is? Yes, it is *work* hours. That means I actually *work* during work hours. Please do not call me to talk, and unless you have a very specific purpose for calling me (e.g. to ask a question, need my help), then put the phone down now. Actually, don't come in my office to shoot the breeze with me. If I am staring intently at my computer screen, that ought to be an indication that I am WORKING. Come on people, what the hell do you do during the day? The hours between 09:00-18:00 are designated work hours.
Oh, and another freaking thing ... stop stealing my [expletive] Snickers candy bar. There is a reason why I bought them. They are for me. Nearly 2/3 of the bag is gone, and I have had only 4 or 5 pieces in the past month.
[expletive]! Ugh.
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