Deep Divin / Nard Life Part III

Sup fools. I’m writing from the one seater sofa in our living room listening to FKJ as Mom and Pop watch Korean TV at loud volume while washing dishes.

First off—FKJ. What a genius. Better insure the hell out of those hands buddy. I’ve also been listening to this live session on repeat. Hands like this make you realize there’s a lot to do in this world. Barely scratched the surface hallelujah!

Not that I’m aiming to get anywhere near as good on keyboard anytime soon but… something great to aspire to.

This week has flown by. I’ve been knees deep in work building out a new super secret game changer feature at work (just kidding don’t get your hopes up).

Work these days feels like I’m plunging into the deep end. In the depths taking meeting after meeting. Even during breaks when I come up for air I feel disoriented and out of touch. A part of me yearns to go back into the world of this feature I’m building out—a feature I’m not even particularly excited about/am starting to get exasperated by—and my thoughts swirl back to that. Stockholm syndrome.

I’m being slightly overdramatic but it lowkey feels this way.

Oxnard Week III

Since we last spoke a number of events have happened.

Mama came back from Korea! The day she got back we all met up with Sam and Ellie’s family in K Town. Mom loves them because they’re Korean twin girls. Both Berkeley alums so that’s pretty cool.
We got a new Karaoke machine! Ever since I’ve started vocal lessons I’ve been a real fuggin tryhard when it comes to singing in front of other people. Have my efforts paid off? Only my family can tell.
Met up with Yang. Our final hangout before Harry and I head off to east coast. Got boba. Got some lumpia from Mestiza Kitchen. Went mini golfing. And ended by watching Family Guy (have gotten back into Family Guy and Wild n Out) at home. Pretty fun day

What does the dog dream of, staring wistfully out the window. A better life? A snack? A lover lost to the flowing rapids of time? We may never know. Perhaps that is for the best. Keep your secrets dog.

Hung out with Erika, Alyssa and the rest of the Yoons at Point Mugu. Hadn’t seen Alyssa in years. Wild how much she’s grown
Hung out with Sam and Ellie at Point Mugu the next day. They both just graduated from college so they’re working out their careers. Sam had just started her job as a PM. Conversations about how unbearable the next few decades could be as a worker drone. Been a long time since I felt that way. I think at some point I got too busy/concerned with performance that I stopped thinking about stuff like that.
- Someone at work who recently came back from a 4 week sabbatical asked me whether I had the patience to wait till the 4 year mark for my sabbatical… I have no idea as of this moment.
- I think the “best” benefit of a sabbatical would the clear demarcation of a before and after. Do you feel any different after you come back? I’m guessing not.
- Contrasting this with Pop’s experience of working 30 years at the same company. Cannot fathom that period of time going by like that. But time flies.
Went on a buncha walks

wtf is this? Stumbled upon it in a neighbor’s yard. I’m guessing an Among Us dude with bunny ears? Great effort whatever this is

Music Update

Missed my last check in date with Andrew (was supposed to have my lyrics finished for my current song). Ended up paying him $20. Never again.

My next check in is end of this week where I have to have recorded/produced the rest of the song.

Rest of week is kinda busy but I should be able to make it.

I have my next lesson with Michelle tomorrow. We’re scheduled to record my rendition of Hate Everything (Golden). I think I can do a decent job.

Lastly, got a callback for the next audition for that choir I auditioned for! Well to be clear I got off the waitlist. Either way still counting it as a win. Since I won’t be in NY that long the rest of the year and I don’t know how to sight read vocal choral music I’m skipping the rest of the audition process.