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Monday, March 28, 2005  

Phone Sex

Yesterday, I was on the phone with P (my grad school roommate, the master of ceremonies at my and Nicha's wedding, and the continous target of Nicha's good-natured ribbing), chatting about the intricacies of valuing a government concession, when Nicha comes up to me and almost screams into the phone in my hand:

"P, when are you going to let my husband get off the phone so he and I can have sex?"

Much laughter on P's part. To which I had to tell him:

"Don't worry, keep me on the phone. 'Having sex' is her code for 'helping her with the laundry.'"

Even more laughter all around. After a few minutes, P suggests he call me on a land line, since the reception on both of our cell phones is making the conversation difficult. Two seconds after we hang up, the house phone rings, but before I can pick up, Nicha grabs the phone:

"When are going to let me and my husband have sex?!?"

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Papa??!? Aiiiyeee!!!", followed by profuse apologies and explanations. My father-in-law may not be all that proficient in English, but he certainly understands the words "husband" and "sex". I head upstairs, laughing my ass off the entire way. I call P on my cell phone when I get upstairs.

"Hey Paul, sorry, but your land line was busy."

posted by someone bearing a striking resemblance to Paul | 11:29 AM |

Monday, March 14, 2005  

I think I will eventually look back on 2005 as the year that ground me into dust. For a guy who left the investment banking business so I could live a more relaxed lifestyle, I am finding myself insanely busy. Still waiting to find the time to catch my breath.

Not that I'm complaining too much. Work has been great, with tons of interesting projects keeping me busy and wrecking all hopes for an extended vacation in the first half of '05. I'm managed to visit several countries this year, including my first ever trip to the Philippines. Though most people warned me that Manila was something of a pit, I rather liked it. When I visit new places, I always try to compare it with another city I've visited, just to give myself a frame of reference. In this case, much of Manila and Makati reminded me of downtown Los Angeles and many of its outlying neighborhoods/suburbs. I guess it's the newness of Manila that I find so interesting, since I really can't stand Los Angeles. Anyways, I was glad to get the chance to visit, and would be glad to go back. Now if I can only find a way to add Vietnam, Cambodia, and Myanmar to my travel schedule, I will have hit every country in Southeast Asia.

Also, Nicha and I are now officially homeowners! She and I spent three gruelling, exhausting days moving into the new house. Actually, we had spent an hour here, an hour there over the past few weeks gradually packing things into boxes, so by the time the movers showed up at the condo on Friday morning, they really only had to haul boxes and furniture, with no packing. It took us less than three hours to completely vacate the apartment, with the remaining two and a half days getting the house into order. By the end of the weekend, we had unpacked about 90% of our stuff, got the kitchen into working order, got the living and master bedroom into a livable state, installed new locks, hooked up our cable tv service and did some rework on our air conditioners, lighting, and water heater. Having to go up & down over four flights of steps with boxes, bags and various items was absolute murder on the legs, and I'm dying for a 1-hour Thai foot massage.

The only bummer is that I don't yet have Internet service installed, and won't have it for at least a few days if not longer. That means I won't be able to surf the web or download episodes of 24 or The West Wing in the evenings, my prime web surfing hours. It also means I won't be able to post pictures of the new house until I get service. Sorry!

It's just as well; the housing development is in the last stages of completion, and there is still a lot of construction going on at many of the units, so better to get pictures when the neighborhood looks a bit more "lived in". It is a bit freaky to look outside and realize that we are among a teeny tiny handful living in what is currently a ghost town.

So no pics of the house yet, but below are a few of the nieces and nephew, all of whom have caused Nicha and my parental instincts to kick into high-gear. Now that we got ourselves a phat crib, we might be populating it with some homies real soon.

That sounded dumb, didn't it?

Twins Natalie & Vanessa (or is it Vanessa & Natalie) looking very very confused

Big bro Jadon enjoying winter in the mountains of Southern California

Sydney & Jessie chilling out

posted by someone bearing a striking resemblance to Paul | 6:09 PM |
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