i was complaining (yet again) to alan and ting last night that my life for the past two weeks (and the coming few weeks, i figure) consists of nothing but work, tv and sleep.
and they were like, "what's new?"
is life *this* dreadful? i mean, as you wonderfulpup readers can tell, i just haven't been blogging well lately. and i've realized through the years that my blogging power is directly proportional to my mental well-being. sigh.
on the bright side, tomorrow's friday!
i just added another item to my wishlist. damn. so many things i want! did i tell you the last year, i made THIRTY-EIGHT purchases to amazon.com? no wonder i couldn't save up any money!
no, i'm not a camwhore, in the sense that i'm pleading for you people to buy me shit. my wishlist is just a reminder of things i would like to get someday... maybe for my birthday, i'll just pop all of those items (or half, anyway) in my shopping cart and buy them for myself.
this morning, i heard this song on wild 94.9 for the first time... it goes, "that's right... that's riiiiiigggght... party people, get on the floor." and i was like, "woah! k2 used to sing that!" you see, i thought she made it up! ha!
i miss boobs.
what's funny, though, is that movie boobs are all kinds of goodness. yet, porn boobs are just "meh." does the availability of a vagina discount the value of boobs? one wonders.
with all the porn on the internet, there is suprising low quality when it comes to downloading it for free. go figure. my favorite piece is a 975MB mpeg of akira watase. she's cute! and she gives ramalama handjobs!
a lot of japanese porn, though, is highly violent and misogynistic. one of the most common words uttered by the girl is "itai" which means "pain." :(
but this akira watase clip that i have, though, is pretty cool. in some parts, the "doer" people keep asking each other, "kimochi ii?" which means "does it feel good?" now that's good news! :)
so this is part of my notebook at work. you can see the familiar things an EE hardware design knows: state diagrams (yeah, i tend to design simple state machines instead of complex ones), and waveforms. it's crazy shit, man.
my poor electric shaver is on its last legs. a whole-day charge only results in about three shaves worth of power. i hate having to go buy a new one of these so-called "necessities"... seems like an unexciting expenditure of money to me.
so the good news is that i'm done coding the ingress side of the block. feels good. the bad news, though (and it's pretty bad) is that it's untested, highly buggy, and the testbench is going to be damn hard to write. *RAAR* I WILL NOT BE THE BOTTLENECK!
i just haven't been scoring much in basketball. (and plus, today, i was very ticcy while playing.) i guess people know that i can be a streaky shooter, so they collapse on me very quickly once i get the ball. oh well. at least i made one good jumpshot today.
anyways, my mom is really worried about me. and i can't blame her; she's seen me in the midst of a full-blown tourette's/stress breakdown, which made her cry horribly in the parking lot when i saw her a few years back. i guess being a parent means worrying a lot about your kid's health. sorry, mom.
i've been half-heartedly telling people and i am unwilling to do my job for the next assignment (the egress side of the block). i am just burnt out, not having fun, and dammit, someone should listen to me!
but yeah, i feel a *little* bit of relief now that half of the coding is done.
god damn designing pipelines that have to stall! i hate this shit. it confuses me.
so i got up at 7:45 this morning. it fucking hurt. i drove to the tire store, dropped off my car, and walked about a mile to mcdonald's where i had breakfast and read the paper for a while before i walked back, to behold my car with with brand new spanking tires.
i think the tire noise on the road is a bit loud though. oh well.
so goodbye matt rogers from _american idol_! i didn't think he'd go (i thought camile would be booted off), and even though i don't like matt much, i thought he had a good voice, especially for opera. but i guess the show isn't out to find opera stars, huh?
man. ten more weeks of this shit, though? they should boot off more than one contestant a week.
peter came by yesterday. i felt bad that all we did was watching _the OC_ while he read magazines. i think we should have taped the show so we would actually talk to him.
the problem with getting up so early is that i smoke much more. i'm pretty much averaging a cig an hour at work because i need the de-stressing power of nicotine pretty often. so the end result is that the longer i'm at work (i.e., the earlier i get there), the more i smoke. it's terrible.
ok, off to prep for basketball. i hope i play well!