Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in Jason Ji-Ming Lee's LiveJournal:

Thursday, March 21st, 2002
3:13 am	This will be my last journal for a long time. It's not that I write a lot here anyways. Life is suppose to be so busy and full you can't jot it down for others. Yourself, maybe. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Linda Ronstadt - Different Drum (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 6th, 2002
11:50 pm	Just saw "Black Hawk Down" at a private screening for the Producer's Guild. The producer, Jerry Bruckheimer, and director, Ridley Scott, spoke afterwards with Q&A.; I didn't ask anything because to me they are just minions of popular culture who only can convey the very superfacial meanings of honor and duty with their movies that concern the military. It's only with this shortsightedness that Scott can call his movie an "anti-war" movie much in the same vain as James Cameron calling "Terminator 2" an "anti-violence" movie. They claim their de-romanticize and do not glorify. At the very least they over-glorify - especially if it's packaged as a movie - an empty, capitalistic vehicle that has no refunds because there is nothing but the memory. But to be fair, at least SOME people will walk away from this movie with a better appreciation of the military... if still mostly distorted by Hollywood. Funny point I'd like to point out - The joke about "this is not some JROTC unit" - haha.. I was in a Navy JROTC unit. Mistake(s) spotted - One shot of CAR-15 with it's ejection port door closed signifying an unloaded bolt. Current Music: Maybe it's Wilson Philips - You're in Love but maybe it's more like Snoop Dogg & Xzihibit's Bitch Please (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 23rd, 2001
4:36 am	It's THE birthday of a DEAD guy Funny, it's not like any other birthday I know of. Why do we celebrate the birthday of a dead guy? No one knows if he was really even born on 25th of December. This year, on that day, I attend my FIFTH wedding on that day. Then a few days later I attend my SIXTH wedding. Can't believe my old roomate, Dave Z., is married. Next year, two more weddings, at least. Old co-worker, David S., and my best friend, David P., who's getting married in Japan. Guess who gets to be the best man there? If I were the old Jason, I would say in my best man speech "Minna-san shine!" as joke. But Keith says there's a formal speech that all best men read. Guess I should start learning Japanese for real. About the only thing I am doing is resuming my workouts. They lack the duration and intensity of how I used to workout in 2000. I figure I am back to March 2000 levels in terms of fitness. Can't get past 175 lbs. bench or 8.5 MPH running speed. Maybe it's because last year, for two years, I was listening to sappy love songs, while working out, as the source of my dedication. A drawback to being in L.A., I seem to know more people in the Bay Area. And it's damn cold here just as well during the winter. At least gasoline is only 95 cents for Shell - not Arco brand. (Actually, it's now owned by yet-another state-sponored European company, British Petroleum.) But where would I go? 2001 was actually a very numbing and trying year. More downs than ups. I saw the termination of so many internal operations, so many delusions, and so much of the past. But out of all the chaos, comes some clarity. Now it's time for potential to become action. It's not enough to have potential. I've been told all my life I have potential. I'm TIRED of hearing it. It almost got me deluded to believing in my own lies. It's always decision time. First step, CCNA. Current Mood: indescribable Current Music: Maxine Nightingale - Lead Me On (Comment on this)
Monday, November 12th, 2001
5:02 pm	Leaving the BAY AREA Good gawd I'm finally going to leave this area.. hopefully soon. Trying to meet everyone before I go. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Caroyln Dawn Johnson - So Complicated (Comment on this)
Friday, April 6th, 2001
2:03 am	This is a test. Actually, life is a never-ending test. Measured more often by family, more than friends, and certainly not with money. Or so we would like to believe. In the end, it's all a sick joke. It's laughing at you, and never with you. (1 Comment |Comment on this)