so on the _friends_ finale last night, ross and rachel had what they thought was a last night of torrid sex. and rachel took it mean the best goodbye she could hope for before she would leave for paris.
hm. the goodbye fuck, eh?
i don't know if i could do that. to me, having sex with someone is an indicator that we're together, that we have a relationship. hence, the sex, right?
but then again, i can see how sex can be such a poignant "gift" to someone who is leaving... it's something personal and powerful and emotional, and you're sharing it with someone who you care about.
personally, i've slept with people who i've broken up with. (this did not happen many times, mind you, just with one girl.) the sex didn't seem particularly emotional or poignant. it was more like animal instinct, like sex was something that you had done before many times in the past, so it seemed natural to romp even though you were no longer a couple. *shrug*
i vividly remember this one time (we were in paris, by the way), when we were romping, and i suddenly left myself. meaning, my consciousness sort of floated above us, and i was watching us together, thinking, "my, this is so *mechanical*!"
hm. so i dunno. i mean, if i had the history of ross and rachel, maybe i'd feel differently? but i still think it's a strange idea, that goodbye fuck. maybe it's just me.
how sad is that. yesterday, alan and i hit about 50 golf balls each, and now i am totally sore. my right shoulder and my left ribs hurt. sigh. who'dathunk that golf would work such muscles so strenuously!
i feel cheated by the _friends_ finale. two hours wasted on mediocre television. i mean, the first hour was just a montage of old scenes and shit, and the "real" hour of tv was just... so predictable. still, though, i'll miss the show... it had become a staple of my thursday nights, even though the show had gone downhill.
my cable modem's pissing me off. i have to powercycle it every day now. it seems there's a loose connection between the power connector and the modem itself, and it goes all wonky very frequently. *RAAR*
not much to say here today. i got into the office early (that's 9:30 for your edification), and it turned out there wasn't a weekly 9:30 meeting! so i was kind of upset that i lost about an hour of sleep over nothing.
the only good thing about friday mornings at work is the bagels. i had a nice toasted sesame bagel with about a third of a tub of full-fat cream cheese slathered on. the way i eat it, it's more like having cream cheese with a bit of bagel. :)
i took some of my coworkers to gombei in downtown sj japantown for lunch, and i think they liked it. i *love* gombei, although i think the one in menlo park is better because i have an emotional attachment to it, i.e. i used to go there all the time when i was at stanford.
man, xanax is kicking my ass. like i said, every day, it puts me to sleep. maybe i should recommend it to my mom, who's suffering from insomnia. and i boggles my mind that 0.50mg of something can be so powerful.