sorry for the lack of regular afternoon blogging. i was in a meeting from 1:30 to 3:00, and then, i was frustrated because ncverilog wasn't working for an hour, and then i spent some quality time debugging my shit.
ah, another monday. i have a taiko dinner tonight, the first one in a long ass time. we're going to gombei (where else?) and then hitting the current group's practice at dinkelspiel auditorium on campus. should be interesting, although the OCD side of me is a bit concerned that i won't get my _time_ magazine reading on my usual monday nights.
i'm wearing a paul frank t-shirt tonight. i keep on having to explain to my puzzled coworkers who he is, and why he likes monkeys. *shrug*
so i'm 80% sure i'm going to do the speed dating thing in palo alto next wednesday. i just have to get off of my lazy ass and actually register/pay for the event.
the thing about being ninth wheel during the weekend is, i just got really upset. i mean, i'm not desperate for a girlfriend, but i just don't like the idea of being by myself when all the other people are paired up in two's and holding hands and all that shit. *pukes* and i'm just not meeting people, and these couple friends of mine aren't helping.
i'm going to try to drag benboy along with me to the speed dating round. he seems interested in going, despite the $35 price tag put on guys. so we'll see. i have low expectations, by the way.
i wonder if my roommate thinks i sleep way too much. in fact, i pretty much *know* that he thinks that. i wonder if he knows *why* i sleep the amount that i do. it's my escape. it's my escape away from the stress of life, and more specifically, its manifestation in the form of tics. i just don't tic when i'm lying down, hence... sleep.
"making male cum ice cubes"
wow! this never occured to me! quite an interesting take on the tradition of ingesting spooge, methinks. ha!
the only problem with making ice cubes out of spunk is... how do you get enough to make them? you'd pretty much need a veritable BUKKAKE-FEST to get enough semen for just one ice cube!
but just imagine that... vodka chilled on spunk! and as the cubes melt, the drink gets all milky and cloudy and stuff. and gives off just a touch of that chlorine taste. how interesting!
the backstory behind the weekend was that i couldn't sleep well at all. there were bugs in my bed.
yup. bugs. in my bed.
i have all these insect bites, from my arms, to my ass and hamstring and even my FACE. it's really nasty and disturbing to think that i was sleeping among hungry, blood-sucking bugs.
needless to say, i got very bad sleep, as my whole body was itching, and i was feeling these stinging sensations (real and imaginary) all over my body throughout the night. i think on saturday night, i finally fell asleep at 5am. ick.
so i did my sheets yesterday, and *fingers crossed*, things seem better now.
gross.
friday night, i didn't do a single thing. nobody was picking up their phones, so i just watched some nba games and went to sleep early.
saturday, i woke up at noon, and i had lunch with ben at goldilocks. filipino food! it was heavy stuff, man. but good and tasty. i went home with food coma and took a nap.
peter dropped by, and once again, we went to the mall. macy's was having a big sale, and i got a micro-polyester ben sherman shirt for $20.
for dinner, i went up with jay and company to the sunset to this place called marnee thai, which supposedly has gotten a lot of awards and stuff. but the jun pad poo i ordered was REALLY BAD, so i can't quite recommend the restaurant.
afterwards, we joined up with alan and ting at voda, this vodka bar in the financial district. it was really trendy, and the waitress was showing off her nice legs and puma shoes and this butterfly tattoo on her back, but the rest of the people just weren't attractive. it was like a lounge for the mediocre. i ordered a grey goose citroen straight up and did a shot, and that was about it as far as drinking goes.
i decided that i don't really like vodka. it has no taste, other than that of rubbing alcohol.
but the bummer of the night was really that i was the 9th wheel... yup, poor old dardy and FOUR couples. i felt really out of the loop in that situation, and it's best that i never put myself in that situation again. i need more single friends!
sunday, i woke up at noon once again, and went with byron up to the city again, this time to japantown for some lunch and a buru-buru hunt. i still don't know what buru-buru looks like, so don't ask. :) we had lunch (zaru-soba and una-don for me) at mifune, and walked around the stores on the quest. but alas, no buru-buru to be found.
i went home, took a nap, and for dinner, we headed to palo alto's qcup, so that i could be 9th wheel yet again. woo-hoo! hung out with the couples, grabbed some pizza, went home for _alias_, and that was it.