Musings of a Hapabukbuk

Friday, March 27, 2009


THIS is pretty amazing. I'm a little sad that it looked like only ONE sign was shut off in times square last year, but maybe this year will be better. GE and NBC are planning on joining, hopefully others in NYC will too...and now that I know, I'll be lighting some candles and unplugging lights! You should too!

Go Manila!

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Strange Sleep Things

I woke up two days ago and both my arms were asleep from the shoulder down. The blood flow back to them was kind of painful. I can understand how you might wake up with one arm asleep, having somehow placed your body weight on it while sleeping, but how is it even physically possible to have both out of commission?

This morning I woke up after dreaming about screaming at my mother for not believing me that I don't drink beer, then crying hysterically into my father's shoulder. She actually referenced a dream I had a few nights ago about food shopping with her where SHE bought beer and a few cans rolled out of the box so I put them in the bag I was carrying as proof that I DO drink beer. It was very upsetting.

What's happening? My dreams are now referencing other dreams?

So weird.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

And Then I Woke Up

I was walking along these futuristic train tracks, which was more like a concrete ditch that held the train about three feet off the ground, when a train appeared out of nowhere. It began to slow down but I couldn't get out of the way fast enough, so I decided to lay down in the hopes the train would pass over me without doing me harm. By the time it got to me it was practically at a stop, but it still covered my body. The conductor put the train in reverse and backed up enough to see me. He leaned out and said, "that was not a good idea." He got down from the train holding a picture.

He said, "it is very dangerous to try to lay down under a train. You know, Paris Hilton was in a train accident but she wasn't as lucky as you."

He showed me the picture of Paris and some balding middle-aged man. "She's now mentally retarded. That's how that guy was able to marry her and legally take all her millions."

I dusted myself off and tried to explain. "I'm sorry, I was just trying to get home and you came up so fast I didn't know what to do."

"Home, eh? Hop on." I boarded the train and we traveled through Tibet, which was roughly the size of the "It's A Small World" ride at Disney. I was impressed by what I saw, which in short was a small group of Tibetans standing around a market of some sort. A thought crossed my mind: I wonder how they're able to make all these beautiful crafts when it gets cold out? My fingers would freeze up! Because apparently we traveled through in 90 degree weather.

The train looped back around and set its sights for New Jersey. It was a NJTransit train after all.

Friday, March 13, 2009


Start throwing your crap out in space.

This picture makes me so incredibly sad.

Monday, March 09, 2009

Hapabukbukb's Lub Notes Dot Com

At last, I've come up with a name for my fictitious ecard website. In case you didn't catch on, lub = love in bukbuk.
Please enjoy:


Tuesday, March 03, 2009


F U lion.
Bring in the lamb. Now.

I said NOW.

18 degrees is unacceptable.