yup, today feels like a monday, yet, it's already tuesday. yippee! but, i was depressed to have to go to work after a nice four-day weekend. sigh.
i need to visit LA more often. i've got several groups of friends there, and there just isn't time to hit them all. so, i need to start making several trips down there.
i do hate LA, though. it's such an ugly urban sprawl, with its maze of highways and smog and bad traffic.
the growth of my fingernails seems to be slowing down for some insane reason. usually, by every monday, they've grown enough that i can whittle them down with my teeth. yet, today is already tuesday, and only two nails were exhibiting substantial growth. hm.
sigh. back to the grind. the wedding was a very happy occasion, and i admit that i was truly happy for the couple. however, i felt a little sad that i am alone right now, and i don't have anyone to love. arrgh.
i was hoping that the bride (nicole) would have some hot single women friends, but alas, that wasn't the case. the wedding crowd consisted mostly of family, and i only met one single girl. and fyi, i wasn't around for the bouquet tossing; i was out in front of the inn smoking a cigarette.
the air conditioning was broken this morning at the office. damn, it was hot (must have been in the 80's) in here. like i've said before, heat is my PMS. i just get all cranky. i was sitting at my desk, and i felt like i wanted to crawl out of my skin and explode. yuck.
after seeing how happy dave and carolyn were with their dog, i thought about getting one myself. you know, as a form of pet therapy to combat my sometimes depressive state. but i don't think i have the discipline to walk my dog every day, and what's more, i don't think i'd deal well with having to pick up dog shit. i watched dave nonchalantly picking it up (with his hand in a plsatic bag turned inside out), and i just shivered thinking that i'd have to do that if i owned a dog. yikes!
if only animals didn't poo...
speaking of poo, i took a huge dump today. it was a single piece, but it must have been an inch and a half in diameter. it really HURT. poor sphincter...
having taken dumps that big, i don't understand how anal sex could feel good for the recipient. i mean, thick dumps just hurt a lot, and there isn't even a hint of good feeling in the expelling of such "matter." hm. i just don't get it.
all righty-o. that's enough for today. i'm going home soon and watching the basketball game. toodles!
so, it was a very nice 4-day weekend in LA. friday, i flew down around 6pm or so, and i met up with alisa (which i was nervous about because we flew into different terminals). we headed over to the avis rent-a-car place, and i successfully navigated her to the buca di beppo's in thousand oaks, over 30 miles away.
i wasn't feeling very social that night, so i just sat there at the restaurant after having eaten three pieces of ravioli. then, we headed over to a club/bar named "paul's" (i think), where i hung out and talked to dave and carolyn.
saturday, we putzed around at costco, where d&c bought some food. i never realized that toasted croissants were so good! buttery and flaky, *yum*. we took a walk to a local park, and got back and got ready for nicole's wedding.
by the way, i brought my big suit (it's too big for me now) instead of my small suit. better to look a little baggy, imho, than to get a stomachache from a pair of pants that's too small.
the wedding was beautiful, and i was very happy for the couple. :) after the ceremony, we had some snacks before the dinner reception. unfortunately, the dinner wasn't so good... i got this cone of meat called fillet mignon, and it was kind of dry. and i hate snap peas, too. oh well.
throughout the course of the night, i had six glasses of johnnie walker red, but i didn't get a buzz. bummer. i was hoping that i'd get drunk, because i haven't done so in such a long time.
sunday, i slept in, and we took another long walk (d&c live in marina del rey) to the beach. 45 minutes each way. it was so fun to watch d&c's dog, named mia peanuthead. she was a rambunctious dog, looking around and sniffing for gophers.
we had dinner at sakura. yum, sushi. i also got the tenzaru, and the cool thing was that the noodles were arranged in nine easy-to-maneuver coils, which made it easy to dip without making a mess. and the sushi was good, too. i *heart* japanese food.
monday, i flew back at 1pm, and i took a nap at my place before heading out to gombei (more japanese food!) with the gang. i was very satisfied with my meal, and even more so because we hit cold stone afterwards. what's the difference between vanilla bean and french vanilla? either way, i got vanilla bean with heath bar chunks. hooray for toffee.
i got home at 9. took a shower, and slept in my own glorious bed once again. that was nice, because the first two nights at d&c's place, i had horrible insomnia and fell asleep both nights at 4am. ouch.
not much to say today. i am having a hard time remembering my dreams, which is a shame because i think they're interesting. it's hard to stay in them, though, because i keep waking myself up and then tic, which sort of wipes out the current dream i'm in.
i don't understand how sometimes i can smell a person before i see him. it's like some people are surrounded by a cloud of odor, and wherever they go, the cloud follows them. and i'm not talking about perfume, either; it's their natural odor! hehe. any remember pigpen from the charlie brown cartoons? yeah, it's like that.
so i'm taking tomorrow off. my guess is that i'll be really bored once i finish packing, which should take roughly 15 minutes. sigh. vacation isn't really fun when no one's around. and that makes me wonder, because since when did i depend on someone else for amusement? i used to be amused all by myself. *ponder*
anyways, there is less and less television to watch. practically nil. after i watch my tape of _alias_ that i recorded last night, that'll be it as far as regular tv goes. and once the NBA season closes its doors, there will be nothing on that i want to see. hm. i wonder what i'll do with myself then. just me and my sportscenter.
my fingertips are cold. i think my circulation is bad or something. oh, and yesterday, during my massage, my masseuse found some pressure points on my left shoulder that HURT LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER. ouch! i wanted to scream out in pain as she dug her fingers into that region; my legs were shaking!
i need to leave early today so i can get maps of LA for potential navigating duties. i am pretty scared, i admit, of LA and its maze of highways and stuff. hopefully i'll do a good job of it. *crossed fingers*
i am wondering whether i should drink a lot at saturday's wedding. one of my friends will be doing the driving, so that should free me up to some heavy imbibing. hehe. i haven't gotten drunk in like two years, so i'm due for a night of inebriation.
one of my greatest fears is developing kidney or gallstones. having to piss out a SHARP JAGGED ROCK is probably my equivalent to what a woman's childbirth would be like; both cases involve excreting something big through what seems like a hole that's too small. *shivers*
i have noticed, through the years, that my penis hole has gotten a little bigger. i wonder if it's because all of the action it's seen, both solo and couple-y. what if it rips wide open? *shivers again* ok, that's not something i want to think about.
ok, time for my final work smoke of the day. i'm off until tuesday, so have a STUPENDOUS long weekend folks!
man, it was sort of sad to see last night's _american idol_ finale. having followed these people since the beginning of the season, it's like seeing old friends leave. :(
it was neat to see cameos of old participants in the show. i caught glimpses of camille, george huff, and john stevens (yay!) in the crowd at the kodak theater.
sigh. good television. i'm happy for carrie, even though i was rooting for bo. i'll admit that carrie's a better singer, but bo just had this great stage presence.
ok, for my own notekeeping, here's the list of this year's finalists:
1. 60's - lindsey
2. #1 hits - mikalah
3. 90's - jessica
4. showtunes - nikko
5. birth year songs - nadia
6. 70's dance - anwar
7. 2000's - constantine
8. leiber/stoller and week's billboard hits - scott
9. philly (gamble/huff) and nashville - anthony
10. 3 choices - vonzell
11. 3 choices - bo
so long, AI 2005! i'll miss you. :)
orkut seems to be overloaded these days. i log on pretty rarely. but today i found a rather attractive girl, and when i tried to send a message i had written, orkut crapped out. that's the worst, because i have no idea whether the message got through! *RAAR*
it seems that i will have to give up my obsession with gummy peach rings. i got a bag of them today from the vending machine, and once again (like yesterday) they turned out to be ammonia-like and fake-tasting. i ate two rings, felt sick, and promptly threw the rest away. sigh. i wonder what happened; these are packaged the same way as the old ones, but they taste horrible.
i've been really tired these last couple of days. i think i have been getting bad sleep; last night, i just felt really hot, and i tried to sleep naked without any of my blankets.
man, american idol is TWO hours long tonight. all they have to do is announce the winner, so what the hell are they going to do with a TWO HOUR show? more cheesy ford focus ads? *pukes*
i'm getting a massage today. my regular masseuse decided to leave her old acupuncture place on castro, and now she's renting out a room at some place in palo alto. somehow, i think that was a bad decision, because no one knows about it anymore. i hope she's capable of attracting clients, and i'd hate to see her go out of business due to a lack of patients. :(
this friday has a potential to be nasty. i'm flying into LAX, and i am supposed to wait for a friend to get there afterwards. she's the one who rented a car, so i am 100% dependent on her to get around. and once we get into LA, i'm supposed to navigate us to the rehearsal dinner. shit, i *hate* navigating LA! it's such a maze of highways and traffic, yuck. *blech*
anyways...
i get mad at myself for not wanting to go out and do stuff. i always blame it on my tourette's, like "oh, i'm really ticcy these days, so i should just stay at home and chill." the problem with this thinking is that it justifies not doing a single thing during the weekends. and that makes me feel guilty, like i'm not living life to its fullest. so this long weekend, i'm actually doing something, which feels good, but i'm just worried that i'll be all ticcy and stuff, and i won't be able to enjoy my time with my friends.
ok, it's almost 5pm. time to start clockwatching!
i feel weird today. not quite myself. i can't describe it. it's like i'm in my own body, and my brain is completely floating away. i'm sort of watching life passing me by, and i'm not quite sure if i am truly alive or peeking through my eyes at some boring movie. *hm*
i got a bag of gummy peach rings today, and they tasted like ammonia. also, they weren't as chewy as before; normally it would take several good chews to get my teeth through them, but these... these were sort of mushy and easily torn. needless to say, i ate three of them and promptly threw the rest in the trash.
so i'm taking friday off. which is good, because that gives me time to pack for the weekend and stuff. (yes, i could pack thursday night or anytime before then, but i don't like packing until the day of the trip.) i'm sort of nervous about the travelling accomodations, though, because i'll be meeting up with a friend at the airport (we're taking separate flights to LAX) and i'll have to navigate her to the rehearsal dinner. yikes!
hey, does anybody in LA know if american airlines and united airlines share the same terminal? i'm flying AA, and the friend is flying UA, and we're supposed to meet up somewhere in the airport. does anyone know where a convenient rendezvous spot would be?
i skipped basketball to go to this thai buffet place on saratoga ave. it was pretty decent for $10 (including tax and tip), and the desserts were what i was looking forward to. today was fried bananas, this weird corn-like soup topped with coconut milk, and these little plastic shotglasses with tapioca, minced water chestnuts and coconut jelly. very interesting stuff.
this full body-flex tic i have developed is really annoying. basically, it looks like i'm paralyzed, and i get this horrific look on my face, while i'm tensing every single muscle i have. *oof* yuck.
the weather has been getting warmer here, much to my dismay. it makes sleep very uncomfortable, since i don't have AC at my place. i know i'm down to two thin blankets, but even that gets a little hot for my tastes. ick. i know summer is supposed to be a great season and all, but for me, heat is my equivalent of PMS. :( thank goodness that i don't live in a blistering tropical climate, huh?
four day workweek! *smile* man, that means after today, my week is half over. *huzzah*
so, having watched the final _star wars_ film (assuming george lucas doesn't film episodes 7-9), i feel a sort of a letdown. basically, there isn't anything to look forward to from lucas and his associates. and that is sort of a bummer, you know? like i said, if i were in a suicidal funk before, one of the main reasons why i wouldn't do the deed would be to see how _episode III_ turned out. crazy, huh? i must have my priorities fixed.
by the end of today, i will have drunk SEVEN vitasoy's. i think that's a record.
anyway, i spent part of today writing e-mails to girls that i haven't talked to in a while. i sent each one off with a wish and a hope that they will write back. slim chances, though, i think.
so i'm going to be in LA for the upcoming memorial day weekend. i am also taking friday off, so it'll be a nice 4-day weekend for me. *huzzah* i am worried, though, because my flights to and from LA are on these small propeller-powered planes. wish me safe flights, everyone! :)
which reminds me, i need to go home and try on my two suits and see how they fit. like i said, one will most likely be too small, and the other one will be too big. zoiks!
i am sort of itching to go speed dating again. i am just not meeting any new single women. i am hoping to meet some at the wedding this coming weekend, but i can't count on that. i realize that the only way i'm going to find someone is if i actively search. i know, they say that you find someone when you're not looking, but i think that may just be a crock of bullshit. idleness produces no results!
i am looking forward to dinner. yesterday, when paul and leeya took me to milpitas (or rather, gave directions to me as i drove them), we wound up at pho nam. and lo and behold, right next to it was a vietnamese sandwich place! so i happily bought two sandwiches for tonight's dinner... for a paltry $3.50!
you may not understand my love for vietnamese sandwiches. i love them so much that senior in high school, for a while that's all i ate for lunch. i would go to the vietnamese place in dallas, buy 5 sandwiches, and eat one of them each day of the schoolweek. of course, near the end of the cycle, the sandwiches would get a little stale, but they were still fabulous. *cheer*
yesterday, i took this weird dump. there were lots of "pieces," and each piece was like a sphere, like this big gumball. there must have been like 10 of them, and when i flushed, they would gather near the toilet's hole and block each other. in the end, i had to use a plunger to force them all through. odd.
ok, and i shall leave you with that imagery. so long!
so, friday night, i had dinner with alan and ting at pizza chicago. we got their most generic pizza (the fridge), which was good, but i think their specialty pizzas (the al bundy, great chicago fire) are better. especially when they're laden with bunches of roasted garlic. *yum*
saturday, i did my normal jamba juice/mcdonald's lunch, and took a nap in front of the tv. i woke up just in time to catch the preakness... i dunno, but there's something about horse racing that i find totally exciting. !!
so, the big event of the day was the erasure concert. the yujster came over, and we drove up to the city in my car. my parking karma is terrible in the city, but luckily, we found a spot only two blocks away.
we met up with yuji's friends, steve, jen, su-i and arnold. two married couples. they seemed nice. once we got into the club, we hit the bar. i had two jameson's on the rocks, and i drank them pretty fast, too.
luckily, there wasn't an opening band (as it was advertised to be), but we still stood around for well over an hour before the show began.
andy and vince are definitely getting older. i could see a little paunch in andy's belly, and he was sweating like a madman on the stage.
here's the playlist (?'s are mostly songs from their new album _nightbird_):
1. ?
2. hideaway
3. knockin' on your door
4. ?
5. ship of fools
6. drama
7. ?
8. stop
9. rapture?
10. ?
11. breath of life
12. a little respect
13. ?
14. chains of love
15. chorus
16. i love to hate you
17. blue savannah
18. always
19. oh l'amour
encore
20. ?
21. sometimes
so you see, they played quite a lot of the classics. i was happy.
that night, though, without sportscenter to lull me to sleep, i finally fell asleep at 3am. damn.
sunday, i woke up at noon. i grabbed lunch, and once again took a nap on the futon. the only thing of interest i did was grab dinner with paul and leeya at pho nam in milpitas. and that was it for the weekend.
well, i got back from seeing _episode III_ an hour ago. i thought waiting to write about it would clear up my mind about how i feel, but i hasn't.
basically, i thought it was the best of the three, but i still didn't like it. and i can't understand why i'm not giddy over it. i mean, it had great special effects, it wrapped up the story line, and there were light sabers galore. so why didn't i enjoy it as much as i had hoped?
i guess i could say that the plot wasn't very involved. the movie just strayed from one action scene to another; the word my friend william used was "busy." busy plot-wise, busy visual-wise, busy everything-wise. i think the story could have been paced better. *shrug*
but that's all i'm going to say about the movie. i *may* watch it again, but i'm not looking forward to it.
my ass is tired. i basically sat in the same spot for four hours straight. although i did have to go take a piss during the movie, which i hate to do. it's one of my biggest pet peeves, but this time, i couldn't help it; i thought my bladder was going to explode.
so it's may, and the tv shows are winding down. last night's _OC_ was good, and damn, marisa's in some deep shit now. what a quandary! and next week is the season finale for _american idol_, and i wonder when they're going to end the season for _scrubs_.
i sort of welcome the end to the season. while i like watching tv, i don't like it ruling my schedule. yes, yes, i know i should get a tivo to free me of the scheduling shackles, but i just can't do it yet.
i feel deflated today. it's friday, so i'm sort of loosy-goosey to begin with, but the movie just left me wanting something more, or, rather, something better.
i've got a wedding in LA next weekend. one thing i need to do is figure out which of my two suits to wear. they're sized very differently, as the first one (navy) was bought when i was a skinny college student, and the second one (dark grey with pinstripes) was bought when i was really fat. hm. i better try them on and see if i need alterations.
ok, i had best go. this entry is uninspired; gonna go munch on some gummy peach rings. :)
shit. well, a coworker and i tried to see the noon showing of _star wars III_, but the amc mercado was sold out all the way through midnight. so we bought tickets for noon tomorrow, but now it turns out the other guy can't go. grrr. am i going to have to watch the movie by myself??! i certainly hope not. double grrr.
normally, i wouldn't care too much if i saw the movie by myself, even though it looks a little sad. the bigger problem is that i don't want to wait in line for an hour by myself. time goes by very slowly during such a wait, and i don't want to endure it solo. :(
*sigh*
i ordered pho today with no cilantro. instead of just skimping on the cilantro, they didn't put onions in it, either. so the soup just came out all naked-looking, with only noodles and meat.
oh, to answer a question in my comments, i play basketball off-site at the local city beach. our company rents out the courts for an hour or so every tuesday and thursday.
so it's down to carrie underwood and bo bice, huh? i think bo's going to win by a landslide next week. he clearly has the best stage presence, and the girls seem to love him. i don't know, though, if i'd buy a cd with his songs. the only voice that i really liked in the last two seasons was john stevens's.
i am full. meaning, my stomach is full. i know pho isn't very filling, but since then, i've had a bag of gummy peaches, an almond joy, a can of dr pepper, two vitasoy's, and SEVEN scoops of ice cream. (granted, they weren't huge scoops, but a scoop nonetheless.) i feel bloated. not a good feeling.
back in the day, i would eat until i felt sick. nowadays, with my smaller stomach and diet tendencies, i don't go that far. it's a good thing, though, because feeling stuffed isn't such a good experience. in the past, i relished it, equating eating excessively to good living. much like the romans. :)
has anyone ever noticed that in the morning, their pee stream isn't as strong as during the day? hm. i take a piss right after getting up, and usually, it's only a moderate trickle. thus, emptying my bladder can take a good minute or so. weird, huh?
season finale for _the OC_ tonight. i hope it's not a cliffhanger that i'll have to wait the whole summer to see how it resolves itself. i hate that shit. it's such a fucking tease.
*yawn* man, i'm beat today. i think it's all the food in my stomach that's making me feel sluggish. anyways, i'm taking off soon. lates.
*yawn* i love stretching out when i yawn. i feel like a cat.
my pee is stinky today. as you would expect to hear, i had asparagus (among other things) for lunch today. i only had four tips, but it is making my pee smell rank. i sort of like it, though, in a "i like to smell my own farts" sort of way. :)
i tried to vote last night for american idol. i was gonna vote for bo bice (mad props for his second song, the a capella one, very ballsy), but for a whole hour, both of his lines were busy. so at least i know that others were frantically calling in to vote for him, too. i am really starting to like his voice.
i still haven't figured how/when i'm going to see _episode III_. i keep thinking that we'll dodge the crowds and watch it during the workday, but i haven't gotten around to organizing it. hm. i've seen that the reviews are mostly favorable, but the dialogue is still cheesy.
man. a small typo by me wasted a whole day for one of my coworkers. he was debugging this test, and there was this mysterious mismatch between the hardware and the C model. he called me in at 10 this morning, and it took up until now to resolve the issue. my bad. i promised him i'd take him out to lunch at his favorite place, mongolian bbq. :)
so i'm going to the erasure concert on saturday! i am definitely looking forward to it; i've seen them twice, and both were fabulous (what other word would you use?) shows. i just hope that they don't sing too much from their current album, or, rather, the last three albums. if they just sing their classics, i'll be a happy camper.
this body-flexing tic i've developed is really annoying. (well, what tics *aren't* annoying?) tensing every muscle in my body at once is really uncomfortable, as you might be able to imagine. and i look really weird while i'm doing it, too. :(
i think it's time for me to order new porn. i haven't watched anything from my dvd collection in months. the reason is that the tv i have in my bedroom doesn't have RCA jacks for external devices; yeah, it's this dinky 13 inch sanyo tv. and i've been too lazy to hook up my downstairs tv to my dvd player. yes, i am *that* lazy. :)
i've been skipping dinner lately because i'm gaining weight. i know that this isn't healthy, but there are days when i'm somewhere between 165 and 170, and that's too much for me. so i wind up having an ice cream sandwich for dinner or something. yup, my diet is all fucked up.
i've been laying off the gummy peach rings lately. i admit i had a bag of them (each bag has 11 rings) this morning, but i am switching over to almond joy's. i think i need the fiber from the coconut so i can take regular dumps.
ok, i've got to run some more tests. toodles!
phew, i'm tired today. i played all the games during basketball hour, and there was a lot of running around. i consistently made some jumpers, so i feel better about my game. i just can't create my own shot, which is sort of lame.
so now, i'm all stocked up my cube. one bag of gummy peach rings, one can of dr pepper, and two boxes of vitasoy. it should keep me busy for a while. :)
looking back on the self-pity "i don't have enough friends" rant i wrote earlier, i think i'm just sad at alan and ting moving out. and i just think it would be nice to be surrounded by love again, sort of like the way it was during college. oh well.
my cubicle mate next door lost my calculator. :( i hope it turns up somewhere.
gummy peach rings and dr pepper taste weird together. it's sort of orange-y.
i was very happy that i took a dump today. seeing as how i had gone over half a week without any excretion, i welcomed the challenge of pushing out two sizable logs out of my ass and into the toilet bowl. *claps*
these days, i wake up with a bunch of really thick yellow phlegm (chewy!) stuck in the back of my throat. i feel them rattle in my throat when i cough, and i usually hack them up while i'm driving and spit them out when i'm stopped at a red light. i wonder what's causing all this massive buildup.
i am officially down to using two of my three blankets. yup, it's two layers from her on out through the summer. the third layer is the thickest (it's a cloth sleeping bag), so i have to admit that last night it got just a tad chilly for only two layers, but at least i'm not sweating when i'm trying to sleep.
i am really excited about _star wars III_. i've heard that it's decent, and i just want to see how anakin gets pissed off and starts kicking jedi ass. :) i am looking forward to seeing it. (despite its cheesiness, i saw the last one three times in the theaters, including the midnight showing.)
this weekend's going to be eventful. i have three events that i can go to on saturday night, but the shame is that i can't be at three places at once. one of my friends is doing the AASA fashion show at stanford, another is having a going away party (good luck in china, jason!), and the third thing is the erasure concert, which i already had tickets for.
speaking of jason, i am very envious that he has the courage to just pack up his life here in sunny cali and move to china. mallory's been bugging me about making such a drastic change in my life to shock my stagnant system. but i just can't picture me leaving here. after all, this is where my friends are, and i'm not the type to just go out and meet people in china, you know?
anyways, it's past 5pm, so i better get this post wrapped up.
every once in a while (like today), i get really jealous about people who have a gazillion friends. you know, they're the type of people who can send out an evite armed with well over a hundred names in the guestlist. how did these people get so popular? fuck, i don't think i can even come up with 30 names of people who i would consider friends.
sigh. *frown*
i don't know how i got this way. maybe my parents didn't push me to be social when i was growing up. when do our social selves grow and mature? whenever that may be, i am positive that i didn't exercise that part of my personality until much, much later (if ever).
ok, so you may say that these people with the massive evite lists would most like admit that many of the friendships are very superficial, but still... i am jealous nevertheless.
this isn't to say that i take my small group of friends for granted. i love each of them dearly, and the paucity of friends makes me cling to them even tighter. and this is why i get so sad when a member of my circle gets married, because that means that they're inevitably going to disappear into a sphere of two.
ok, that's enough self-pity for the day.
*phew* had i not read cindy's xanga this afternoon, i wouldn't have known that erasure was coming to town *this* weekend! *swoon* i quickly consulted the yujster about it, and the next thing i knew, i had ordered two ($42 each) tickets to the show. *huzzah*
i love erasure. although, i must admit, their latest stuff has not been very good at all, starting from their _loveboat_ album. but they put on a fantastic show (i've seen them twice), and i am pretty upbeat about really enjoying the gig they put on this saturday. yay!
(fyi, tix are still available for the saturday show on ticketweb.com)
man, i am such a wimp. my arms, back and legs are all sort from helping alan and ting move. i mean, it was only a few measly boxes and two heavy tv's and stuff, why am i feeling so tired and achy? sheesh.
looking back at yesterday, i am really in a funk. i woke up at 12:30 and went to bed a mere SEVEN hours later. what a waste of a day. sigh. i feel sort of guilty about wasting my precious free time, but honestly, i just didn't feel like doing anything. hm. maybe i'm depressed (clinically) again.
i need to find some more single friends. at alan's birthday dinner, everyone was matched up with someone else, except me. so i was like the 9th wheel or something. *RAAR* i mean, i shouldn't be worried about it, but it just felt a little weird, not having a girl by my side.
i still haven't made plans to see _star wars III_ yet. i wonder if tickets are sold out for all of the first few days of the showing. for episodes I and II, i stayed up and watched the opening day midnight showings, but man, that really hurt the next day. plus, i'm not in the mood to wait like 7 hours outside, either. so i hope to catch it during work, maybe? hm. gotta ask around.
i haven't taken a dump in 4 days. i'm worried. what's alarming is that i don't even feel like i need to, so it's a deceptive form of constipation.
ok, i'm going to have a cigarette now and see if i can induce a #2 toilet run.
i didn't do much this weekend, except for saturday, when the day was all about my friend alan.
i went to bed early on friday night, and alan woke me up with a phone call around 10:30am on saturday. he needed help with moving the tv, as he had two monstrosities of televisions to pack up in the truck he rented. so i drove over, and spent the next few hours helping him load and unload all of his (and ting's) shit.
it was sort of a hot day, and i just wasn't used to doing strenuous physical activity, so i sort of pooped out. i mean, my legs were shaking, i was getting head rushes, and i was sorely dehydrated. it was pretty pathetic.
afterwards, i left after we were done un-moving, so i drove to mountain view and had a bowl of pho by myself. and then i picked up alan's birthday cake.
his birthday dinner was at tarboosh in redwood city, this mediterranean restaurant. the food was only so-so; i found that my bbq'ed meats were a bit overcooked and dry, and i didn't get a chance to order their baklava. they kicked us out of the restaurant at 9:30, so we went and sat outside and ordered a hookah to smoke. (we got the "double apple" flavor)
we wound up sitting out there until 11pm, talking and smoking. it was a pleasant night to just hang out.
that night, though, i couldn't fall asleep until 3am or so. yuck.
on sunday, i did absolutely nothing. i got my usual weekend lunch of jamba juice (banana berry with vita boost) and a big mac, and just watched basketball and took naps. i was in bed by 7:30pm. sad, i know.
hey, what's up guys? i'm glad it's friday. tomorrow i'm helping alan and ting move into their new house. which is exciting for them, but a bummer for me because i won't be able to sleep in. oh well. i'm maintaining good moving karma, i.e. since i helped them, they can help me the next time i move.
after that, we're having alan's birthday dinner at this mediterranean place called tarboosh in redwood city. they have hookahs! yup, so we get to smoke them. although, i'd much rather stick to my cigarettes; for whatever reason, hookah smoking doesn't calm me down as much as my trusty marlboro lights do.
so much happened during last night's _OC_ that i don't know how they're going to resolve it all in next week's season finale. wow. that show really advances the plot quickly; lots of shit happens in the one hour that they show.
i am growing fond of living alone. well, "fond" might not be the right word for it. but i am liking the fact that no one is there to bother me. part of it's because i'm lazy, and i like to just lounge on the futon and take naps while listening to playoff basketball, and i just don't feel like getting out. no one gets in my way of being a sloth. it's peaceful, you know?
so i don't know how i feel about getting a roommate. i have a big decision to make because i can't afford to life where i do: 1) i move out and 2) i get a roommate. i wish there was option 3) i win the lottery so i didn't have to decide, because both 1) and 2) are options i don't like. :/
the flowers in the front garden (small garden) are blooming. they have three petals, and they're white with yellow accents. ah, spring. unfortunately, these flowers shrivel up into nothingness in a matter of two or three days, it seems. oh, the fleeting beauty of nature!
ew, i have a scab on my scalp. yuck.
i sat with the new guy at lunch today. he's fresh out of college (master's at stanford, undergrad somewhere in canada), and i hate to see him eat alone in the cafeteria. i will always remember how it feels to go to a new company and not know a single person; lunch becomes a lonely and desolate event. it's so sad. :( so when i saw him today, i immediately felt compelled to be his friend and sit next to him. aren't i awesome? *grin*
anyways. it's friday the 13th. i hope nothing grisly happens today. one thing, though; this morning, when i left for work, i noticed that the garage door was already open. !!!?? i quickly scanned the garage for anything missing, and luckily alan and ting's mountain bikes were still there. but still, that's something that i can't explain, and it is very disturbing.
ok, that's all folks. have a grrrreat weekend!
our company is sponsoring free chair massages today and tomorrow. i signed up at 3:40pm, and was very disappointed that it only lasted 10 minutes. grrr... the lady massaged the previous person for much longer! but either way, it felt good, even though she was massaging me through my clothes; i would have rather taken off my shirt to get some good skin-to-skin contact. it's amazing how therapeutic the human touch is.
i got a pamphlet from the masseuse; she works at a day spa in san jose. and wow, the services they offer are EXPENSIVE. no wonder it's only rich people who go to day spas. i couldn't afford their services on a regular basis, that's for sure. !!
and guess what? they restocked the gummy peach rings! but you know, i got a pack of them, and they didn't taste as fabulous as i had remembered. hm. maybe going without them for this current duration has dulled my taste for them. *ponder*
so say farewell to anthony fedorov on _american idol_. he's a big teenage cheeseball, but i guess in some way, i'll miss him. he does have a good voice, but he just has no stage presence. it was curious, though, to see carrie underwood sobbing as anthony sang his last song. maybe he had been giving her a hot beef injection on the side? ha!
*yawn*
i'm tired. i hadn't planned on playing basketball today, but in the end, my buddy william made me feel guilty about not going out there and getting some exercise. i guess it's good for my body, but man, running up and down the court really did a number on me. all afternoon, i've been looking forward to sleep.
for christmas this past december, alan gave me a daily calendar. i finally brought it to work today and opened it up. *sigh* i feel bad, finally using a gift when the year's almost half over.
i feel a little irritable today. little things are pissing me off, and i can't help it. man, this must be how PMS feels. :/ i feel bad that some women get bad PMS every month, and i feel even worse for the guys that have to take their abuse.
ok, it's 5pm. time to get ready for going home. bye!
something really weird happened to me when i took a leak at the office today. my pee just came out at all sorts of random angles. i couldn't control it! so at my dismay and horror, i peed all over my left shoe, my jeans, and my right hand. it was pretty bad, i have to say. and it's a complete mystery why it came out that way.
feeling a little tired today. i got out of bed 45 minutes earlier than normal so i could go to my teeth cleaning at the dentist, and i *really* wanted to stay in bed this morning. then, i had a mayonnaise-y tuna melt at taxi's plus a huge dreyer's milkshake. so now, i just want to go to bed. i think i'll tape _alias_ tonight, which is what i've been doing for the last two weeks.
and i just got back from my chiropractor. it turns out that i've built up an $80 credit with them, so i won't have to pay for my next 8 (or 4, i forget) visits. lucky me.
unfortunately, i had to tell my dental hygienist that i wasn't flossing, and i also had to tell my chiropractor that i'm not on the crazy diet yet. like i said, i don't like feeling guilty for letting people down. :( but i'm just a lazy ass, that's all.
i hate my tics. lately, they've morphed away from snapping my neck and into straining every single muscle in my body in one great heave. it doesn't hurt per se, but it's *extremely* uncomfortable, and it causes quite a scene. :(
how did david copperfield make the statue of liberty disappear? i'm baffled. completely. i mean, i've seen shows where they reveal how they make a battle tank disappear, but the statue of liberty? *swoons* that's some strong shit!
wow, so many people are starting to blog now. lately, mike started to host several of his female friends to start blogging. some of these people, i would have never expected to want to blog, but hey, never say never, right? i just wonder if they'll keep up. there is a certain novelty to writing, but after a while, i can see how it starts to seem like a chore and get tedious.
but either way, i find it cool that blogging is becoming more mainstream. i've said that i want all my friends to have blogs, so i can keep up with them and see what their thoughts are. sometimes face time can be superficial, but blogs have a capability of going deeper than that.
one such new blogger wrote about how she was going to have her place all to herself. and she mentioned how she could then walk around in just boxers and a tank top with no bra. !! if nobody's around, it's much better to just walk around naked, i said. i mean, nakedness is so liberating! :)
speaking of naked people, i sort of want to see _sin city_ again just for the brief moment where carla gugino's character is topless. she has a set of stunning, *stunning* breasts. especially in black and white, they look so scrumptious that i just want to lay her down on a table and start chewing away. *bliss*
and with that image, i shall leave you. laters!
i need to stop by safeway today and buy some more vitamins. i've run out for the past few days, and i'm psychosomatically feeling less energized and "healthy" because i haven't been taking my daily dose of centrum.
i skipped basketball today and traded in my lunch hour for some mongolian bbq. man, that is some good stuff. and one of my coworkers is addicted to it, so every week he goes there at least once. and i quietly tag along with him.
i'm up to 165 now, and i can see that i'm building up my fat storage in my belly. hm, so maybe gaining weight wasn't what i wanted to do. ideally, i'd do go the gym and gain some muscle mass (the wimp that i am), but i'm just not inclined to do that. i hate lifting weights.
i've got two doctor's appointments tomorrow. first, i'm due for my semi-annual teeth cleaning (ick, i hate that metal hook they use), and then, i seeing my chiropractor in the afternoon. i'm not looking forward to the two events, because 1) my dentist will bug me about flossing and 2) my chiropractor will bug me about going on that carb-free diet. i hate feeling guilty.
i crave pizza.
so i got a haircut yesterday. my hair's very short now, and i think it would look good if i gelled it up. unfortunately, i'm *that* lazy, and i don't care how i look in the office. so no gel for now. maybe if i go out one of these days...
i'm helping alan and ting move into their new house this weekend. that doesn't bug me. but however, moving myself really bugs me. i guess it's just the thought of doing all that packing and unpacking that gets to me and makes me irritated; simply moving things around in and of itself isn't that bad.
i find it amusing when people log onto instant messenger and immediately log off. hehe. i do that myself, and usually it's because i'm bored and just want to see who's still online. but, i wonder if i should take it personally that the other one logged off, thus deeming me not worthy of conversation. hm.
ok, my brain has run out of things to say. toodles.
so how are you guys doing? i should solicit more comments from you guys; i do admit, i have comment envy sometimes, when i see other bloggers get 20+ responses for a meager post. if you are a reader, please delurk NOW! :)
sigh. another monday. i've designated mondays as nailbiting days, so after my chewing session this morning, all of my fingernails are nice and short.
i think i'm gonna get a haircut today. i didn't get one in all of april, and that's just too long. i'm getting a little shaggy. and afterwards, as is the habit, i will go get a garlic burrito at bueno bueno. *smacks his lips*
i'm not sure what my _star wars_ plans are this year. for the past two episodes, i've watched the midnight showing, which involved a lot of sitting around and waiting. i mean, it's like an 8-hour affair! i don't know if i'll be up to that task this time.
i have to admit, though, the star wars trailers look pretty good. lots of lightsabers makes me a happy man. and the space battles look cool, too. but nothing, i repeat, nothing is cooler about the whole show than lightsabers.
... and then there's the side of me what just *knows* it's not going to be that good. sigh. expectations ruin things.
so in the meantime, i've been watching a lot of NBA playoff basketball. i guess without anything to do, i've resorted to cozying up with my trusty television. i'm now rooting for the mavericks and the suns, even though they play each other starting tonight. i'm glad scrappy steve nash won the MVP trophy this year. he's not much to look at, but he's one hell of a feisty point guard.
i've consumed over ten vitasoy drink boxes in the last 24 hours. i wonder if i'm gaining soy weight because of this. but either way, it's better than loading up on super-sweet colas, right? at least that's the way i justify my vitasoy intake.
so i've got this zit-like thing on my right year. i've attempted to pop it twice already, and both times, it gave a satisfying crunch. but, the hard lump of "matter" is still there! ugh. and plus, it really hurts.
back to vitasoy: i've discovered that drinking the stuff lukewarm provides more taste than drinking the chilled liquid right after getting it out of the fridge. that is all.
i get most of my search engine hits for "perfect ass," but what about perfect breasts? well, here is one such example. note the straight line from the shoulder to the nipple, and then the generous cup curve on the bottom. yup. very close to perfection. *bliss*
and, as if i needed to warn you, these pictures are not safe for work.
ok, off to my cigarette break! :)
i didn't do a whole lot this weekend. the only thing of interest was that i attended stanford taiko's spring concert, "small people smile when they see the sun." it was a decent show, although the second half was a bit shaky for a few songs. a group of us alums got together for dinner beforehand, hitting gombei (where else would we go?) for some yummy japanese food.
on friday night, i dropped in on the dress rehearsal, as usual, where i performend my yearly duties as stanford taiko's photographer. i took about 60 or so pictures of the group in their full gear, with stage lights and everything.
i was also called into work three times this weekend, which kind of pissed me off, because weekends are sacred to me. oh well. gotta earn my pay, i guess.
sunday, i did absolutely nothing. i went into work twice in the afternoon, ate a big mac for lunch, and skipped dinner. in between those events and sleep, i just watched the NBA playoffs games that were on tv.
i was wondering about this: you know how suicidal people can park their car in the garage, close the door, and breathe in the fumes until they die? is that still possible in the age of cars with low emissions? do these cars produce enough carbon monoxide to commit suicide? hm. i wonder about that.
so i'm relieved. it turns out that person who was ignoring me on IM was simply too busy to chat. i dunno. i get paranoid really easily, wracking my brain on what i did wrong. but in this case, i'm glad that it wasn't the case. :)
ok. something weird just happened. i went to my friend's cube and checked out this site, and this week's entries showed up! but the one before this didn't. i'm thoroughly confused as to what's going on. he even did a refresh to make sure it wasn't a cached copy of my blog. *ponder*
i don't particularly like television commercials. the biggest gripe i have is that there are way too many car commercials. man, do that many people buy new cars in the US? seems like a waste to me. i plan on keeping my car until it croaks. i love my car, and i wouldn't trade it in for anything right now.
but, going back to commercials, i find some of them important. i'm not sure i can explain why, but commercials are *culture*. they promote certain values, and they carry with them a sense of what is important now in our society. do you sort of get what i'm saying?
i really need to stop smoking. this habit is now almost exactly 10 years old, and it's a nasty habit, i have to say. but the problem with quitting is that 1) i really do like to smoke, 2) i'm chemically addicted, i think, and 3) i need cigarettes to combat my tics. ugh. doesn't seem like i'm gonna quit, ne? especially with an excuse like #3.
i'm feel a little giddy right now. not sure why that is, though. maybe it's a combination of being friday along with the fact that the person IM'ed me finally. or maybe it's all the sugar i've been ingesting this afternoon. (dr pepper, vitasoy and one almond joy candy bar)
ok, time to post this and see what happens.
how weird. it seems this entire week's worth of entries just vanished into thin air. the movable type log doesn't show them ever being created. i find that very alarming.
anyways, last night's two hours of _the OC_ was just too much. too much dysfunction and too much drama. i had gotten used to the old formulaic OC, which consisted of some conflict and warm and fuzzy resolution at the end of the episode, but last night, man, shit just flew everywhere.
if any of you are in the area tomorrow night and want to see some good taiko (japanese drumming), come check out stanford taiko's spring concert. it's at dinkelspiel auditorium at 8pm. you should be able to buy tickets at the door. and if you do come, find me and say hi! :)
anyways, let me post this entry and see if it work. i'll write more later.