I’m moving into an apartment in Quincy, in a complex that my parents’ friends own. They’re giving me a great deal on a 3br or 2br apartment. I’ll probably be looking for some roommates after I get there. I fly out next Sunday (3/7) and arrive Monday morning, and I’m sending my car – along with all my tv, clothes, and whatever else I can fit in my tC – on Friday so that it’ll arrive by the time I get to Boston.

I’m gonna miss the friends and colleagues I’ve met here in soCal, and I hope I can come visit often… it’s definitely going to be a tough transition, but I’m still so excited to be coming back to Boston. I really feel like Massachusetts has always been my home – I grew up there, and I miss it every day. Everyone keeps asking me why I’d possibly want to move from sunny California to the frozen tundra that is New England, but I guess I just can’t stay away for too long.

Now I really hope I can get over this cold so I can work hard for my last week and a half at GoldenComm and wont have to take any days off…

There’s something about me that I think most people who know me are aware of. There’s little that I wouldn’t do for someone I care about – Even the most casual of friends. And I come to care for people very easily; even if I’ve only known them for as little as a month. And there are a lot of people who take advantage of that quality in me without even realizing they’ve done it. I tell myself that I can’t blame them; but in reality, I should.

Anyway, I’ve been with my company for over a year now. That just seems crazy to me – it’s the longest I’ve ever held a job. I know I complain a lot about the way things are run there but I love my company and the people I work with (Well, most of them anyway).

I think my time in Orange County is coming to an end. I’m planning to move to San Francisco this year or the next. My parents want to move to Texas, and my older sister might be settling down in San Francisco, so it’s time for me to relocate too. I don’t like the idea of being too far away from family, but I think my parents and I need some time apart. San Francisco seems like a good choice for me. There are some very good opportunities up there for someone with my skill-set. And I have some friends that are up there too. I’m really bad at making new friends, honestly. I’m the kind of person that you have to get to know in order to appreciate my sarcasm and attitude, I think. I’ve got to admit that I can be off-putting to the casual observer.

I got a new 17-inch Macbook Pro, courtesy of my sister and her fiance (mostly her fiance). I’m so grateful that I have people in my family that are always there for me. I’m paying them back overtime, but still, it was very generous of them to help me out. I’ll take pictures soon.

Well, that’s my update for now. Hopefully Anisha will blog sometime soon, but I doubt it =P.

I launched a site yesterday (woohoo!). And one of my legacy projects is finally going to be finished tomorrow. Hopefully I can keep the momentum up. We need to get rid of a few projects that have been going on for way too long. My newer projects seem to be going rather smoothly, so hopefully I can get those out fast too. Two of my newer clients are Johnny Was, a designer apparel company, and Star Trac, a huge fitness equiment manufacturer. Both companies are pretty huge, so it’s a little exciting to have my name on their sites.

My new year’s resolution this year is to be happy and not go on living life in self imposed misery. I feel like I spend too much time dwelling on the things that go wrong, when actually I have a lot going on for me lately. I need to just roll with the punches, honestly. My other resolution is to find someone who’s on equal ground with me and not live vicariously through them. I need to find someone that can take care of me but isn’t afraid to let me take care of them. Someone that I don’t have to support emotionally or even monetarily with nothing in return – and vise versa. I need to find someone to be with and still be able to stay true to myself. In my past relationships I’ve completely immersed myself in my partner’s life – I practically move in with them… their friends become my friends, as do their hobbies, and then by the end of it all, I have nothing for myself. So hopefully that changes this year.

I’m sure most of you know from my facebook that I was recently in a huge car accident two weeks ago.I was coming home from Kimmy’s going away party at a karaoke bar; actually I went to have a late dinner with a friend of mine after the party and it was around 1:30 AM when the accident happened. Here’s what happened:

I was driving through the intersection of McFadden and Fairview and at the last second, I spotted a truck through my peripheral vision. A white Toyota Tundra completely t-boned me on the driver side of my car. The car – my beautiful plum-colored 2008 Scion tC -  spun around about four times and finally stopped when I hit a pole on the passenger side. I’m fairly sure I didn’t actually just lose control of the car after the initial impact, but rather my car was forced into a spin by the other car, from the angle in which it hit me. Moments after my car finally stopped moving, someone called out to me and asked if I was okay. I couldn’t answer because I was more focused on the fact that I basically just became the filling in between a metal sandwich, with both sides of the car indented towards me. After a mental check of my physical condition, I answered that my left arm and leg seemed to be hurt, but I was generally unscathed. He informed me that he called 911 and that the police were on their way. Immediately, I grabbed my phone from the cup holder and dialed the last number on my log; which happened to be Dennis, the guy I’d just had dinner with. I told him what happened and he said he’d be there in a few minutes.

After being pulled out of my car from my sunroof, the medics led me to a red ambulance. I kind of wondered why it wasn’t white, like all the rest of the ambulances I’ve ever seen. As I climbed into the back of the ambulance, I spotted Dennis’ car and that’s when he started calling my phone, but I couldn’t find where I’d put it so I couldn’t pick it up.  The paramedics took my pressure and checked my pupils while I dug around in my bag to find my phone. After what I thought was a very cursory inspection of my physical well being, they asked if I’d like to be taken to the hospital. I told them I was no fool, and that I wasn’t about to be ran up $8,000 just for a ride to the hospital. I told them that I’d ask my friend to drive me there, hoping that would appease them. I was vaguely surprised they didn’t take me against my wishes, because when my sister got in an accident much less serious than mine a few years ago, they insisted on putting her in a neckbrace and rushing her to the hospital even though she wasn’t hurt.

Dennis finally found me and we took a look at the damage to my car (which I’d recently named ‘The Emancipation of Mimi’). Mimi no longer held the faintest resemblance to a car. The only thing I could say was “Fuck! Damn it!”

The police questioned me about what exactly happened, to which I explained that I simply didn’t know. The only thing I cold tell them was that I was driving along and the truck hit me. They asked me if I was drunk, and I said the only thing I’d drank all night was Coke (I quickly suffixed that with “-a Cola”). The ironic thing was that everyone at the bar had been trying to get me to do tequila shots all night, and I refused to get drunk in front of my coworkers, knowing I’d have to face them in the morning. Thank god for that.

After looking around at my surroundings, I finally determined that I was actually literally around the corner from my home, so I called my parents and they both came rushing to the scene of the accident. Then, after an awkward introduction between my parents and Dennis, my dad took me to the hospital. Somewhere along the line, I developed a limp and I became increasingly aware that my neck hurt a lot more than my arm, which had been my main concern after the accident happened. They took an xray of my left side and thankfully no bones were broken, but there was – and still is – some nasty bruising.

I got home from the hospital around 5:30 AM and started getting ready for work. It was weird because I’d felt like I’d just come home from work in the first place. I called one of my coworkers, Stela (who wasn’t at the party with us that night) around 7:00 and asked her to pick me up because I’d just totaled my own car. All of the sudden she started yelling “Shit! Shit, Chrissy! Shit!” Apparently she was under the impression that I’d been drunk driving. Wrong! I was completely sober!

So now, two weeks later, I’m still recovering. I was limping around the office for a few days, but I’m better now. I still have a massive bruise on my left thigh, and my neck still feels a little stiff, but at least I’m alive. Those side-impact airbags really saved my ass. My brother is selling me his car for $7,000 – another Scion tC, but a grey (“flint micah”) 2005 that’s kind of a ricer. It’s got blue neon lights in the interior that flick on and off to the beat of the music you’re playing, and an exhaust so loud it rivals only my mom’s thunderous snoring at night.

Honestly though, I’m saving a lot of money this way because I’m not paying $400 a month in car payments, and I don’t have to pay for full coverage insurance. And I just got a raise at work so it’s actually going to be a lot easier on me. Guess I can consider it a win-lose situation.

And Urban Watch & Co, the project I’ve been most proud of has finally launched. There’s still a few problems I need to address on the site though, so for now we’ll call it a soft-launch. This site will be really nice if you are looking for a great Christmas gift for a loved one; it’s located at www.urbanwatchco.com. I really owe a lot to Stela for helping me launch this damned thing… we really work well as a team, I think. I did all the frontend development and graphics, and she did all the backend development. This is the site that I really unloaded my entire arsenal of skills on… I learned a lot of javascript, and I also learned a lot about aspdotnetstorefront and xml packages. This is the second site that I’ve done from start to finish with Golden State… sadly my first site is still waiting to launch. I did manage to launch another website, Kaikea Entertainment, a couple months ago – it was the last site that I started and the first that I launched. Hopefully I can get Cornzapoppin and StockNod out in the next two weeks, and then I can start from a flesh slate. I already have some great clients lined up for 2009, some of which are:

• Johnny Was, a really big fashion design brand.
• Blue Fang Games, a company that makes video games for PC.
• Jamie Fontz, an all-american model.

And now for some non-work related stuff:

I watched Twilight tonight… I’m curious to see if the books are any better, so I bought the first two volumes. Quite honestly, I didn’t really enjoy the movie that much although the story had lots of potential. The dialogue was almost unbearable to sit through… they completely overdid the awkwardness and stuttering between words, in my opinion. I understand that both the main characters are awkward, especially with each other, and that each conversation is supposed to be really intense, but I wish they could get through one sentence without sounding like they forgot that there’s an entire range of emotions that don’t include angst and discomfort. For heaven’s sake, they didn’t even sound as if they really liked each other. So I’m going to start reading the books and see If I like it any better than the movie.

Which brings me to my next topic… I’ve been trying to make more time for my own hobbies lately, especially after my recent break up with Rick. I’m in need of some serious “me” time; I mean, I haven’t been single in almost three years. This means more reading, more anime, and more designing at my own leisure. Let’s see how long this lasts.

And all his work is coding, so I don’t know how much time that leaves me to do any graphics, so it’s just going to be boring and stressful as hell, because I freaking hate coding.

Granted, I do understand why he quit, and this is probably going to help me get my raise in the long-run. I just don’t need this stress right now. </end rant>

In any case, I’m back on the horse now. I didn’t expect to be, but I hung out with a friend/ex-coworker of mine last night… we had some drinks and well, one thing led to another. We went to see Role Models, which is a really funny movie, and then to a bar. We wound up at a Courtyard Marriott around 2:30 AM, and then got breakfast at IHOP around 6:30 AM. I got home around 8:00 this morning. I don’t know where we go from here, but I’m going to see him again later today.

On the work front, I have been really busy lately. I’m always busy, but things are really starting to get down to the wire. Last Thursday I stayed at work until 11:30 because some lady came that night and wanted a bunch of work done by the next morning. It was freaking brutal. And all my other projects seem to be launching at the same time, so it’s a lot of work. I’m gonna be glad once I push those sites out though; then I can start from a clean slate. I’m starting to get into javascript these days. I always knew it, but I just never used it a lot because my focus was really just graphics and html/css. But lately, I’ve just been tired of waiting for the developers to do things for me when I can do it faster with javascript… or to be more accurate: jQuery.

Anyway, I need to get up and run some errands – one being that I have to go pick up my belongings from Rick’s place today. Fun. Then I think I’ll go get a manicure.

My boyfriend was kind of a dick all night too, he just doesn’t seem to take me seriously when I say I’m in pain or that I’m feeling like shit. You’d think being admitted to the ER would be a dead give away, but not to him. All he could say was how much he didn’t want to be there at 1:00 AM, and I feel like he was kind of taking it out on me.  But he has taken care of me all weekend, so I can’t complain – I just wish he would’ve antagonized me less while I was laying in the hospital. We got home around 5:30AM this morning and went to sleep until 2:00PM – after some rest, he was much sweeter to me.

Now I’m at home with my parents – my mom is pissed because I didn’t call her, but she knew better than to bitch at me since I’m feeling so sick. I’m in bed, and I just took a vicodin, so I’m falling asleep. Good night everyone!

Work is good, I’m on salary now, and my benefits kick in September 1st, so I’m pretty stoked about that. I’ve been getting a lot of projects lately – actually, i’m super busy at the moment.

It’s 9:00 AM right now and I should already be out the door but I’m still in bed, half dressed, and feeling too lazy to get up and take a shower. I’ll probably get in the office around 11:00, but it’s all good. I usually stay pretty late anyway. This company is wicked cool about hours, so that’s a huge relief. I’ve never been an early bird. I think the only time I ever come in on time or early is when I’m at Rick’s. He usually gets up at 7:30 so that means I pretty much have to get up too. Since he’s five minutes from my office, I get in around 8:30, which is pretty early compared to everyone else.

Anyway, I thought I’d leave you guys with some eyecandy – these are some of the designs I’ve been working on lately: