World Cup Korea-Greece game viewing outside Radio Korea. Approximately 5am. Slightly delirious as evidenced by the 'ojing-oh' hanging halfway out of my mouth.

I have a lot of conflicting emotions about being in LA. I love the Bay Area and it will forever be my home. But more and more I'm seeing the benefits of being away from home (aka my parents) for the first time, especially for the beginning of our marriage.

But then my parents deal with situations where I feel like I should be at home. Yesterday, my parents' place in SF was robbed. It was in the middle of the day in broad daylight, and I can't believe no one saw anything. I would have been at work so it's not like I would have been able to prevent it, but at the same time I could have been there to talk to the police, or take it up with the office about better security.

It's an interesting dynamic because while I want to be there to help them with this stuff, at the same time I can't help feel annoyed when they ask me to call credit card companies, airlines, etc. and immediately feel guilty for it.

Luckily the elder at church followed up with my dad's car insurance and they actually will cover for the loss. At the end of the day, things are just things. But the feeling of not being safe in their own home, of being so helpless... that's going to take time.

This LA office hates me.

First the drama with the receptionist lady (which is over, thank God). Now someone stole my yogurt out of the fridge.

I know it's just a yogurt, but it's a matter of principle. Who takes food that doesn't belong to them??

Apparently one of my coworkers had her food eaten out of her own tupperware and came to find an empty container in the fridge. WTH

Another coworker said if it happens to her she's going to leave a note saying that she crushes her medication into her food and that person better consult his/her doctor. :)

Danny and I started taking ballroom classes at a dance studio on Thursdays. We finally cashed in on a wedding gift from our friends (they took lessons there before their wedding). It's an 8 week session and we're 2 weeks in.

Some observations:

1. It's the same dance studio where they film/practice SYTYCD. Everytime I go through the doors I want to jump in doing something silly.

2. During the class the guys/girls switch off learning their parts. After the guys learned their parts, this girl came up to me and said, 'He is really good!' (referring to Danny). And then a little bit later, again, 'You guys are one of the good couples.'

I don't think we're that great (you can see the concentration in our faces as we're counting steps), but it still makes me feel good nonetheless.

3. I took a hip hop class a few years back at city college and the vibe is the same. You have the show-offs, the uncoordinated-but-tries-really-hard, and the in-betweens.

4. I think there are a lot of engaged couples in that class. But the PDA needs to stop. (Yes, I'm especially talking to you, other asian couple).

We're both a little bummed because we have to miss class next week (the class is learning turns and the waltz). I'm going to be in SF for work. Hopefully we can just pick things up the following week. I'd recommend it to other couples. It's been a really fun experience so far.

The latest in the mean lady saga...

The manager here that's been helping me out with the situation hasn't been able to connect to the HR person of that company for a while. We're getting the run-around. But last week we had a fire drill and he cornered his contact at the other company, since we were all standing outside. The other guy thinks it's been taken care of, because he says he hasn't seen the mean lady in about a week.

And it's true. Whenever I get off the elevator now there's no mean lady peeking over her computer staring me down. It's just a white clipboard asking people to sign in.

So we don't know whether she got fired or just simply transferred. She could just very well be on vacation. Who knows. We're still trying to contact HR to bring closure to the situation. I guess it's still to be continued...

For now, I'm content to be able to go to the bathroom or the elevator in peace.

Some fun pictures from the last few weekends. We squeezed in some trips before wedding season begins.

Big Island





Chicago

Just another Tuesday night... (aka we're still in vacation mode)