Picasso paintings stolen in Paris
At least two Picasso paintings with a combined value of 50m euros (£33.7m) have been stolen from his granddaughter's home in Paris.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Picasso paintings stolen in Paris
Picasso paintings stolen in Paris
At least two Picasso paintings with a combined value of 50m euros (£33.7m) have been stolen from his granddaughter's home in Paris.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
How do you say "hiatus" in Chinese?
I'm going to tell Mommy I'm unemployed today. That should be fun. I figured I'd give her a day since Viv told her she's transferring schools last night.
So I'll be off for 6 months, if any of you guys want to visit New York or want to take some time off to travel with me, now would be the optimal (primus) chance to get some Em-time.
O, if you get a job now and start saving your money, we can plan a trip to Japan.
I emailed Daddy about my jobless status last night. He responded well but then said that he was going to the temple to pray for me.
Why do I have a feeling that will be Mommy's response too?
So I'll be off for 6 months, if any of you guys want to visit New York or want to take some time off to travel with me, now would be the optimal (primus) chance to get some Em-time.
O, if you get a job now and start saving your money, we can plan a trip to Japan.
I emailed Daddy about my jobless status last night. He responded well but then said that he was going to the temple to pray for me.
Why do I have a feeling that will be Mommy's response too?
Monday, February 26, 2007
Hola!
yo yo YO! hehehe. That never gets old. I don't know what to post. I've been very busy at work meeting deadlines and trying to keep my brain active. I've been dancing some salsa and it's been fun. I haven't done too much more but I'll keep you posted. :0)
my first blog!
THis is great, Em! Very innovative name as well: Kwokpot--I love it!
Anyways--what's been going on in my life: I got a perm today-large curls/waves; I think I look the way I did when I was 15 with a perm, which isn't necessarily a compliment. It's more relaxed than the last one so we'll see how it turns out. I'll post a pic eventually.
I'm working part-time as a medical assistant with a women's clinic. It's going real well; lots to learn, everyone is really nice and helpful and the bosses are much more supportive and guiding than my last ones.
I don't work at the restaurant anymore and that is a huge stress-reliever. I liked my co-workers and the customers but the managers (one of which is my friend's fiancee's best friend and therefore how I obtained the job) were horrible. They didn't give me any training and then yelled at me a lot for making mistakes. And they would always pick the perfect time to lecture us on our ineptness--during the lunch hour rush or dinner hour rush. I thought at first that this was just how waiters/resses were treated, but then one of my co-workers who has been a waitress for 5 years said that she has never been treated this bad. At all the other places she worked, she was treated with respect and goodwill. Anyways, I've got plenty of stories to tell you of the managers, but I won't write them here b/c I've already wasted enough space with them.
I've got rejected from the two Master's programs; I'm still waiting to here back from the BSN programs. Cross your fingers for me.
I'm still considering a tattoo. Here's a pic of what I want but I would like it to be mostly turquoise.
The guy did email me back, Em. His secretary/assistant apologized for the delay but they've been swamped therefore the backlog in emails. They mentioned he might make a West Coast trip in the future. I might wait for him or I might go with this lady here in Seattle: http://www.vyvyn.com/artists/artists.htm Her art is pretty cool too.
Okay let's here about your lives....
Anyways--what's been going on in my life: I got a perm today-large curls/waves; I think I look the way I did when I was 15 with a perm, which isn't necessarily a compliment. It's more relaxed than the last one so we'll see how it turns out. I'll post a pic eventually.
I'm working part-time as a medical assistant with a women's clinic. It's going real well; lots to learn, everyone is really nice and helpful and the bosses are much more supportive and guiding than my last ones.
I don't work at the restaurant anymore and that is a huge stress-reliever. I liked my co-workers and the customers but the managers (one of which is my friend's fiancee's best friend and therefore how I obtained the job) were horrible. They didn't give me any training and then yelled at me a lot for making mistakes. And they would always pick the perfect time to lecture us on our ineptness--during the lunch hour rush or dinner hour rush. I thought at first that this was just how waiters/resses were treated, but then one of my co-workers who has been a waitress for 5 years said that she has never been treated this bad. At all the other places she worked, she was treated with respect and goodwill. Anyways, I've got plenty of stories to tell you of the managers, but I won't write them here b/c I've already wasted enough space with them.
I've got rejected from the two Master's programs; I'm still waiting to here back from the BSN programs. Cross your fingers for me.
I'm still considering a tattoo. Here's a pic of what I want but I would like it to be mostly turquoise.
The guy did email me back, Em. His secretary/assistant apologized for the delay but they've been swamped therefore the backlog in emails. They mentioned he might make a West Coast trip in the future. I might wait for him or I might go with this lady here in Seattle: http://www.vyvyn.com/artists/artists.htm Her art is pretty cool too.
Okay let's here about your lives....
Hi guys!
I started a blog for us where we can all share updates on our lives, post interesting videos, pictures and items and share random thoughts. I thought it would be easier than trying to get all five of us on IM, phone or email consistently. So...use it, abuse it, love it.
First post, for your enjoyment: The difference between being good in DDR and, um...not.
XOXO,
eM
First post, for your enjoyment: The difference between being good in DDR and, um...not.
XOXO,
eM
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