so, lost in the archives are my list of nubiles, parts 1-3. and in light of my lack of content today, i'm going to publish the whole list:
(added 10/4/2002)
1. natalie portman
2. diane lane
3. jennifer westfeldt
4. alyson hannigan
5. gina gershon
6. kate beckinsale
7. gwyneth paltrow
8. christa miller
9. debra messing
10. maura tierney
(added 3/3/2003)
11. selma blair
12. eliza dushku
13. kelly hu
14. bridget moynahan
15. carey lowell
(added 10/4/2003)
16. famke janssen
17. keira knightley
18. paz vega
19. chyler leigh
20. parker posey
what i left out were the women's ages, and as i noted earlier, the average age of these women is relatively old (i.e. older than i am, older than some "usual suspect" girls like britney or mandy, you know, the teenybopper nubiles.) i dunno. i guess i'm attracted to older women. =P
parker posey is cool!
man, i'd love to win the lottery. our company just pooled together $22 for today's jackpot, which stands at a (paltry) $10 million. dammit! i put in my dollar because the hr girl told me it was $30 million! gipped, i say, gipped!
anyways...
the internet has been very quiet today. no e-mails, and very few IM requests. (sorry to those of you who i was brief with on IM, though... i was being bombarded with shit to do!)
so today is also my weekly wednesday tennis outing with byron. i'm not quite sure what being stressed out will do to my tennis game, or whether playing at all will be beneficial to my mental well-being. but exercise is good, right? i certainly hope so.
AND. there's no _OC_ for the next three weeks! *RAAR* i guess _american idol_ is filling up (partially) the 9pm timeslot, so at least i'll have something to watch tonight. not sure who i'm rooting for, though... except, of course, JOHN STEVENS!
i'm debating whether to skip basketball tomorrow and go watch the stanford vs. washington state game in the pac-10 tournament. i have watched every single televised stanford game this season, and yes, you know it's coming, but... i am *very* obsessive about streaks and not breaking them. ah, a conflict of interest!
*yawn* what a boring day.
i have elvis vs. jxl's "a little less conversation" running through my head constantly. jon peter (contestant #1) on _american idol_ sang it last night, and i really dug his performance. i didn't vote last night, though...
well, i just got out of this food coma from TWO BOWLS of mongolian bbq.
/two hours later/
ok, i'm back. sorry. i got stuck in a meeting, and then i had to really do some serious work before i allowed myself to blog.
so what is going on? people, i want updates of your lives! tell me a story or something, i'm all ears!
i still believe everyone should have a blog.
anyways, last night, carol and i were walking back to my car after dinner, and we ran into van. (he's the first person ever to recognize me off the street because of my blog.)
so we were talking to him briefly, and he mentioned something about how he hasn't written in a long time because he has someone to talk to every day. now, i'm assuming that means he has a significant other, so i was happy for him.
but anyways, that goes to show my theory that for many people, getting nookie equates to not blogging. like, blogging is somehow a catharsis of sexual energy unrealized, dramatically speaking. and celibacy (and/or singlehood) results in more blogging power.
of course, this doesn't qualify for everyone, but i've seen it enough to formally make it a "theory." hehe.
not feeling good today.
first of all, i ate beef yesterday. carol dropped by last night, and we got pizza. yep. pizza with PEPPERONI. i'm not entirely sure why i balked on my beef ban, but then again, the pepperoni tasted so GOOD. sigh. and now i have a 5-year wait to see if the prions will make me go mad. *crosses fingers*
and second, i had another anxiety dream about stanford basketball. i dreamt that the bracket came out, and (assuming we would win each round), we would have to face gonzaga, kansas, and some other really good teams just to get to the final four. ick.
and the tics, those blasted fucking tics, are ruling me. and it really sucks. :(
it seems that march and september are bad months for me for some odd reason.
worst comes to worst, i may have to bail on all my social activities this weekend and just stay at home. i hope it doesn't come down to that.