How come people think that they can say stupid stuff online and then backtrack with a backpack of lies?

Case in point. Thanks to Dub for the link: Jenny Hyun, Songwriter for SNSD and Chocolat, is a Racist Psychopath.

After reading, I had a little poke around online and found this.

I have no comment that hasn't already been said. Just... hahaha nice try.

EDIT: I saw that apology minutes after it was originally posted. Thanks to Google cache, I found out what was really in its place. Only thing that would make this better is if someone gets a photo of her, y'know, not in the hospital. lol

So I had 2 packages with ETA of... 02/17. UPS.

Package 1:

Delivered On: Friday, 02/17/2012 at 5:31 P.M.

Package 2:

02/17/2012 5:34 P.M. The customer was not available on the 1st attempt. A 2nd attempt will be made.

5:34 P.M.

5:34 P.M.

...didn't feel like bringing them both up? Whoops'd and forgot to bring it up and just said fuck it? What excuse could you have??

Also, my nose is still tender.

I got a package in the mail - a new watch.

Picture it, a watch in a normal sized watch box... shipped in a 10×16×5.5" box.

I'd make a killing if my business was making appropriate-sized boxes for packages. Amazon needs help in that department as well.

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Also, I found out Dr. Hudecz has a website. Gems I found (I snipped out the irrelevant bits):



LIES

Also, the embittered assistant's name is Renee. I wonder if she reads at a high school level yet.

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When at work, I spend most of my day reading CNN because I have shit else to do. I'm fond of Anderson Cooper's Ridiculist, because it usually provides a much-needed laugh. But... well, have a watch.

WOW, what an awful bitch. I feel so bad for that kid. I feel like if they honestly believed in him and his design... and they didn't want to make him feel slighted... they could have just asked him to redraw the hands. Y'know? (It doesn't look like a gang sign to me but then what do I know about gangs over yonder?)

Also in the world of design, this POS Olympic logo cost £400,000 (almost $700k USD). I think everyone with half a design eye collectively shit out an organ upon seeing this.

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Today was the first day of Mitsuwa's anniversary sale, and while I was there I picked up a cake since its also my little sister's birthday!

I picked up a box of "diet lemon green tea" thinking lemony green tea would be awesome. It just tastes like herbal/medicinal stuff though...

I almost bought a box of this Lupicia's "Momoko" tea - green tea with peach and vanilla tones. Sounds delicious. Thing is, the ingredients list... green tea, roses... sugar? Flavors? Artificial color? Why does TEA need artificial color?

Since I skipped breakfast, I had lunch at Santouka. I tried their "maka-nai" kitchen staff food which consists of rice in ramen broth with pork.











Delicious. Is this how people can work in a ramen shop and stay skinny??

They also gave me an egg and mad pork in my ramen yesssssss

Here is the cake from Italian Tomato: Strawberry mousse and creme brulee (inside).



















Lady who sold me the cake was super nice ♥

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Lastly, a dual anecdote.

I recently told my little sister about when I was little and I went to Easter parties at my godmother's house, complete with Easter egg hunts. One year I only got 2 eggs in the hunt - a regular little milk chocolate one and a Cadbury creme egg. A day or two later, I decided I'd eat the eggs. I left my basket of candy sitting on the bed. I walked into the room, and my older sister was there... but not my fluffy cloth bunny basket.

"Where's my basket...?"

"Huh?"

"I left my basket in here, where is it?"

She looked left and right, and then stood up.

She sat on my basket... and crushed my only Cadbury creme egg.

I never had one since!

Maybe that (sad? stupid?) story touched my little sister, because as she came home today she came into my room as I was having a nap. I opened my eyes as she entered the room... and threw something hard as a rock right at my nose.

THUD.

"OWWWW! OWWWWWW! OWWWWWW! OWWWWWWW!"

Not the tip of my nose, but right on the bone. I literally didn't know what hit me, but it felt like a damn golf ball.

It was a Cadbury creme egg she wanted me to have.

I may never eat one still.

^ a line from the most erotic song a tranny sent to me.

That was hopefully your "...WHAT?!?!" moment for the day.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, LOVEYS!!! ♥

How was it? Hopefully its so good with lover/family/friends that you don't bother reading this until 2/15!

How was my day? It can be summed up with this girl talk text message convo:



I also baked a sorta-ugly heart shaped red velvet cake for my family, complete with cream cheese frosting and pecans. I tried to write a message on it, but the can of spray-write frosting shit is entirely useless because the pressure is way off.

My mom gave me lots of chocolates and a Valentine Mallomar. I'm not huge on marshmallows, so I pulled off the cookie and then ate the chocolate off the marshmallow. I imagine this is what sucking a titty is like. A sticky, chocolate-covered titty.

Really got shit else to do tonight? You can always keep reading, my dear.

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Anyway, the dentist! The office is run by a guy named Dr. Gutman. This always kills me because the dentist who helps me isn't Dr. Gutman, but bears a body resemblance to Gutsman. Gets me every time...

Anyway, Not-Gutman Gutsman told me I should come in next month for a deep cleaning and a talk about braces. I told him I already had them, and he explained that because my teeth are a bit off in the front, that may be why I'm getting a lot of buildup around there, and I could try Invisalign... but that is $6000.

Six grand.

So here is the story of my teeth.

My teeth as they are now, are like... 90% straight. They aren't super noticeably crooked, but a few of them are off in the front. You'd have to be really up-in-my-mouth to see how bad it is. How'd it get like that?

Well, as a baby I had strong teeth. Super strong. So strong they pretty much refused to fall out. My childhood dentist had to remove at least one for me because it was long overdue. When my adult teeth grew in, they pretty much had to force my baby teeth out of the gums. This left me with my front teeth very crooked: on the top, the 2 teeth to the sides of my front teeth were far back. On the bottom, those 4 front teeth curved inward.

Enter Dr. Joy Hudecz. Spoiler: She is not a joy.

Also enter her assistant, whose name I forget. As they were installing my new wiring, Dr. H started telling this assistant that she should at least be able to read at a high school level, and started naming words starting with A that she should be able to define. The assistant didn't know a single one. Technically I couldn't define them either even though I knew what they meant. You know what I mean?

To my chagrin, she asked me for a word.

As a very weak joke, I said, "antidisestablishmentarianism."

Dr. H thought it was amusing. The assistant didn't. In fact, I guess she thought I was mocking her... because from then on, all she did was brutalize me. If she had to change my bands, she'd be so forceful I could my feel my teeth pushed out of place. Then she'd tell Dr. H my mouth was dirty and smelly (lies).

In any case, my teeth are conformists. I was straightened out in just a year! So then came the retainers, and the issue.

So, retainers. You have to keep them in. You can't take them out unless you're brushing your teeth or soaking them. You can't do things like chew gum. Fair enough. I abided by all of these rules even though y'know, a lot of people my age would not/did not.

Then came the pain. The top retainer started digging into the gum behind my right front tooth, causing bloodshed and eventually a chunk of my gum to get cut out completely. I went to Dr. H's office for an emergency visit because it was damn painful. She wasn't in, some old guy was. I explained to him what went on. He took the retainer, shaved down the plastic where it had cut me, and gave it back. The upside was that it wasn't cutting me anymore. The downside was that now the retainer was maligned, and pushing my front tooth back. My normal visit to Dr. H was in a few more days, so I decided to just take it out and wait.

This ended up being a mistake...?

I plopped down in her chair and opened my mouth to explain, but she immediately cut me off in a fury. "YOU HAVEN'T BEEN WEARING YOUR RETAINERS! I CAN TELL!"

...she accused me of not wearing my BOTTOM retainer, which had been on and fine the whole time!

She really would not let me get a word in edgewise to explain, and just sent me on my way. Really. She wouldn't let me explain! That was the last time I saw her, and the retainers couldn't be worn anymore obviously. So since then, my teeth have shifted a bit - no where near as bad as before, but something a dentist can definitely notice.

All I can say is, if I had tons of money to blow I'd get the Invisalign. Braces? Never again. Imagine poor me in the school cafeteria picking at a hamburger with a spork and unable to bite down on a french fry with people asking what the hell I am doing. At least my mom was nice enough to make me meatloaf and mashed potatoes for that first agonizing week. I'm too old for another year of wiring.

I should find Dr. H and make her pay for the Invisalign, technically. Sometimes I wonder if she ever spoke to the old man and found out what really happened, but working with teenagers has made her so ignorant I imagine she probably wouldn't even manage to put 2 and 2 together.

People are all mad because Karl Lagerfeld pointed out the obvious: that Adele is fat.

I don't give a damn this way or that, all I know is when I look at her all I can see is her buttchin. Whenever a female has a buttchin it distracts me! Sorry.