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oh. been away for far too long. responses to all the comments.

well not all. just jalto's cuz that's the last one i received through email.

belief- i don't know if i believe in anything. i would only be doing it because it's interesting. i suppose me believing in it would convince the patient that i'm not performing witchcraft on them for shits and giggles. still, it mainly depends on the patient, no? if the procedure works or not some of the time.

and i wouldn't be using tcm to cure cancer or anything that tcm isn't capable of handling yet. i would only provide a cheaper and equally effective alternative to your standard precription and pills. that's very boring- writing prescriptions to everyone all day, giving them the wrong impression that a pill solves whatever ailment they have at the time. i'm not into writing people a piece of paper, taking their money, and shooing them away.

that book by atul gawande- he maintains contact with his patients years after having operated on them. it's nice, that there are relationships built between doctor and patient.

to what degree? i believe it works in some cases. my aunt in HK regularly goes to a tcm doctor. she seems fine for now. and fine as in ok, not fine as in hott. people talking about anybody in my family like that- gross!

i saw spiderman 3 for the second time, shrek 3, and 28 weeks later in the past few days. shrek 3 was SO much better drunk; i wish i had gotten high like my friend that watched it with me. i was wondering why she was taking so long in the bathroom. yes, drinking before a movie- excellent. drinking at edward's in their restaurant half an hour before the movie begins. shrek 3 was still mediocre at best, but funnier when drunk. try it.

28 weeks later- not that scary. too much camera movement. some of the gore was excessive. will there be a good movie out this summer? fantastic four 2? probably not. harry potter? it seems more action-packed this time around.

how rumors spread- when the random hookup ends up being a friend of one of your close friends. you hear everything about your other group of friends; i suppose then you get the full side of the story even though you didn't really request to hear it all.

so i had a stash of all this ramen i wanted to try out- and my parents/family, mainly my mother, ate ALL of it within the span of a day! AGH! not only that, my mom didn't bother to read the instructions to the indo mie and indo mie look-a-like packets of ramen. she just soaked everything in boiled water, not even bothering to use the sauce packets included with them! UGHHHH!!!

cleaning out an apartment is more work than i thought. next time, not buying any more stuff. i'm set for a few years now collecting all that junk in my single. my mom was talking to my brother today, and she was telling him how the supplies in my kitchen far outnumber the ingredients that we have in the restaurant, even.

have to cancel my electricity, internet, and phone tomorrow. and mail b-mi's letter finally. what else- oh yes, write thank you cards for all the graduation money.

asian people dancing to salsa? HILARIOUS. oh cctv, so full of laughs. what show is it- 星光大道.

somtimes i just can't handle my cousins. they just keep asking questions nonstop, and i just want peace and quiet.

i still have NOT gone to the menil. looks like i can't check that thing off.

what's up wif me? driving around h-town. i traveled down bissonnet and realized how many restaurants that i still have tried. i probably couldn't have eaten at all those places even if i had a car at rice for 4 years.

i get the feeling that jack in the box's dad has been wearing the same yellow lovett o-week shirt everyday.

it's not a good sign when your snot has blood, is it?

i was listening to music on my ipod while driving, and it ends up shuffling to some absurd songs. it's not a crush. early 90's pop songs are too cheesy. who actually writes the stuff without looking back at what was written without thinking, jeez this stuff sucks? but it sells millions.