So! Today's post has almost nothing to do with me... but yeah here I must show you all a letter from my cousin...

i have a "dump bush" sign on my car (you know, to rally the troops).
other driver's have given me the thumbs up, agreeing with my call to
action, but today at lunch as i drove up bayhill drive, this white guy
(with a mullet - surprise!) in a big silver pickup truck drives
uncomfortably close to my driver side. i ignore him at first. he swerves in front
of me and stops so i can't drive anymore. i thought i might have hit
him, so i rolled my window down to talk, and then he starts screaming at
me. a sampling of his eloquent speech:

* i'll dump your ass
* go back to where you came from (i told him i was born here)
* go back to malaysia you f*ck
* come on, f*ck, back it up
* that's right, you f*ck, that's right

this continued for about a quarter mile until i came into gap inc's
parking lot. i called san bruno police and filed a report giving the
truck's plate#. but i have to give it up to them bush supporters, they're
passionate, man ... ignorant, but passionate.

the lesson: always carry pepperspray and don't talk to mullets.

ps - the sign's still on my car


Yeah, that's from the cousin... the one you saw on the magazine, Guna & Jae & Cha... & then whoever went to my grad party, he was there too.

In other news, in Written & Oral class today, I was informed that Bush & his cronies are in talks to prevent the minimal use of DDT... the pesticide bad stuff that we don't want. Yeah. Meaning WHOO PESTICIDES FOR EVERYONE AND THEIR MOM. Great huh?

More later. I'm accompanying Steph to the Filipino Club info night tonight... she wants to meet potential husbands. Why am I going?... well, let's just say not to meet potential husbands.

MICHAEL GET WELL!