OUTRAGED

I am absolutely shocked and appalled at the "tsunami song" they played on the station Hot97. How can they be so insensitive to human tragedy? Not to mention the racial slurs against the Asian community as well as the radio host's comment about wanting to "shoot Asians"??? This coming from an AFRICAN AMERICAN who's ancestry has been discriminated heavily in American history! I must pause, close my jaw, and ask: WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??? No doubt, if this was targeted against the black community everyone and their grandmother would be up in arms. All major newspapers and black leaders would be all over this. But since this is targeted towards the quiet, assimilated, demurred and no fuss Asian community we're not going to fire those people? No, we will not go quietly into the night. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE sign the petition to fire the hosts on Hot97. The link is: http://www.petitiononline.com/endhate/petition.html

I have decided to call them (their number can be found on their website) and to email them the link above. Such hate and atrocious ignorance will not go unnoticed.

Little Act of Kindness

Last night I spend an hour ransacking my apartment by: lifting couch cushions, crawling on all fours looking at every inch of the floor, checking the pockets of every article of clothing, moving my bed, lifting the mattress off (in which I found a lost earring, but was, at the time, only quiet consolation), and cried and cried and cried over the lost of my promise ring. All I could picture in my head was the ring that means so much to me getting trampled by cars and/or pedestrian foot traffic, or being picked up by some ungrateful punk who'd pawn it for liquor. Saddened, I entered a blue phase of my own and went sorrowfully into the night. The next morning I went to work and around noon and my co-worker tapped me on the shoulder to ask me if I had recently lost a ring. Ecstatic, I jumped out of my chair shouting YES! And I proceeded to rush to the cleaning lady who found my ring. And there she was, speaking Spanish to my co-worker trying to ascertain the owner of the ring. I fell in love with her and repeatedly thanked her and attempted to hug her, but she only spoke Spanish and was very very shy, so I had to hold back my enthusiasm lest she file harassment charges. But I was elated and moved. I was moved by her honesty, by her integrity, and by her beautiful human spirit. As a Mexican immigrant and a cleaning lady, I'm sure she doesn’t make very much money, but what she may lack financially she more than makes up in character, and that is priceless.

I am sick, yet again. That's twice in the last month, quite an anomaly. I believe the stress in law school is finally hitting me in my time of rest, but getting sick the day before class starts (an 8:30am class, no less) is just too cruel. I think I caught the cold while chopping onions in preparation for my homemade enchiladas. In the midst of tears and pain, I opened all the windows and all the doors on a chilly winters night to clear the onion fumes while wearing a skirt and a t-shirt - not the best idea. I then is stood in the kitchen freezing for 3 hours making the enchiladas, and then later on friends came over and I had lots of wine (translation: lots=2 glasses), which further lowered my immune system. Consequently I passed out, was thoroughly dehydrated, and wham! Got sick that very night. And I, a great lover of fine foods, have no appetite whatsoever for the delicious enchiladas painstakingly made, Alas! all I want are soup and chicken flavored Rice-a-Roni. And speaking of being sick, a BIG HUG to Chris who dashed to my side after classes to provide me with tea and lots of Rice-a-Roni, and who has been to multiple grocery stores again and again for whatever my sick body is whining for at the time. Thanks hon! You're the best!