i got a gift in the mail today...from Hong Kong...for my birthday...a $300 wallet from Louis Vuitton...sent by Richard Lee. anyhow i thought it was from my friend Shirley who works for LV Hong Kong. and that Richard Lee is her secretary. I called her and the first thing she said was "honey I am sorry, i haven't mailed your gift yet!" I read the note in the box again. signed by Richard Lee. absolutely no idea!
anyway i do have his number on my cell phone for some mysterious reason. and he has my number too cos he wrote my number down on the packing slip. so i dialed his number and tried to see if i could recognize his voice. nope! so i hung up. lol. i even tried to google earth his address. no recollection at all.
my question is why didn't he call me on my birthday just to say a simple happy birthday. but rather he went through all the effort to send me a LV wallet... i cannot help but to perceive it as a materialistic and impersonal but nevertheless generous gesture.
but i m going to call again tonight and say thanks and find out who he is.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
weird dream
i have been having a lot of weird dreams lately. last night i had one in which my sister decided to keep locusts as pets. i was furious. i kept yelling at her until her eyes got real teary. so i gave in and told her it's ok as long as she keeps them in her room and that they wouldn't go near me. she had a giant locust on her hand when we had that conversation. GROSS! she even tried to hand it to me to show me that it is not harmful. i backed off and told her to stay the fxxk away. then out of nowhere, i saw a locust jumped like 300 feet. i freaked.
anyway a few days later (in my dream), she started breeding those suckers. and she said she sorta borrowed my bedroom and that locust eggs were everywhere in my room. so i bought a bottle of bug spray called "Barclay" (which is a bank in real life) to kill all of them. then my dream sorta turned into a microscopic view of locust eggs shrinking and dying. then my alarm clock went off.
anyway a few days later (in my dream), she started breeding those suckers. and she said she sorta borrowed my bedroom and that locust eggs were everywhere in my room. so i bought a bottle of bug spray called "Barclay" (which is a bank in real life) to kill all of them. then my dream sorta turned into a microscopic view of locust eggs shrinking and dying. then my alarm clock went off.
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