twenty-five seconds of silence

dream recollection

i had an interesting dream on friday night. basically, i was at some speed dating thing in some las vegas hotel/casino, but the twist was that this girl and i were NAKED.

so there we were, seated in these comfy lounge chairs, and i'm trying my hardest not to stare at her perky breasts or her luscious vadge. but even without looking at her naked body, i BUST A CHUB. right then and there, i go from compact flaccid to a full-on boner. and i'm trying my hardest to cover my hard-on with my sheet of paper! ah, how embarrassing.

the girl, though, was hot. damn, too bad it wasn't real life.

don't call me a pedophile

so last night, instead of _alias_, ABC showed the first harry potter movie. interspersed throughout were some commentaries by the now-teenager characters that play harry potter, ron weasley, and hermione granger.

i LIKE hermione (emma watson)! she's sure growing up, from the over-acting big-mouthed little kid to something that is starting to resemble a woman! hehe. i know you think i'm a sick old pervert, but i don't give a shit. bwekekeke. :)

morning dumps, _time_ magazine

my morning dump schedule is slowly disintegrating. i haven't taken a dump yet today, and it's almost 4:30pm! hm. this worries me.

for those of you who don't know, i "trained" myself to take a morning dump after i visited boston last march. basically, we were walking around town at night, and suddenly, i got a case of diarrhea. so i was scrambling around looking for a bathroom, and finally barged into the WOMEN's bathroom at a local mcdonald's.

so i decided after that to always force myself to take my dump once i wake up, so i won't ever have to face an emergency shit session ever again.

yep.

alan's gone for a week. he's in new orleans right now training for his new job. so... while i was looking forward to a week of solitude, it'll be good that ting will be around some nights so i have someone to talk to.

i fucking hate mondays.

and i'm thinking about cancelling my subscription to _time_. i mean, i spend a couple of hours (like 2) reading this silly magazine every week, and i don't get anything out of it. i can't even summarize one article that i read last week... and the only two fact that i can dig up at this moment are:

1) a beaver can chew through a 6-inch diameter tree in 15 minutes
2) the amount of water spent irrigating the world's golf courses could provide adequate hydration for something like 5 billion people.

there you go. that's all that i've gotten from reading. kind of pathetic, huh?

some pictures

	so this is me, alan and peter after our 5-hour (sarcastic) domination of the shorelines golf links. hehe. man, the course was long and grueling; most holes were 300-500 yards long, and being the weak guy with poor form, i could barely hit the ball 100 yards at a time. but at least we had carts and didn't have to walk the whole way. :)
	this is one of the interlude setups from the stanford taiko spring concert. man, their interludes are so much better now than when i was with the group... they're actual lyric pieces! and you can see that they've brought back the fue (japanese flute)! i love the fue. it just gives the pieces this wonderful added sound.
	this is visra playing a song called "sprint." i love this song because it's fast, it's technical, and it's got great player interactions. this year, the concert had a good variation of fast, powerful pieces and slow, lyrical ones. as you might be able to tell, i am proud (even jealous) of the current group's artistry. if you ever had a chance, you should definitely catch their spring concert some time.

short weekend

man, this weekend went by fast. friday, alan and i went to the driving range again to prepare for our saturday round of golf at shorelne. then, i headed over to stanford to take pictures of the dress rehearsal for their saturday spring concert.

saturday, we hit the shoreline golf links for a 12:30 tee time and spent the next five hours flailing at the golf ball. i guess "flailing" is a worse word than it actually was, because all of us some decent shots from time to time. i must have shot a 140 or something. why? because i SUCK at golf.

then, we shuttled alan back to jay's place (using a carefully planned alibi) for his surprise birthday party. he completely did not expect anything, so i was totally relieved.

and then, i headed off to stanford again to watch "off the ground," the name of the stanford taiko spring concert. it was a brilliant show, and during the second song, "bayou" i actually misted up a bit. sigh. i miss taiko and performing and the camaraderie and all that. i stayed there until 11 or so mingling with the alums and stuff. congrats to eriko and jack for getting engaged!

sunday, i headed up to the city to meet up with hr girl. we had lunch at crepes a go-go, and walked around union and chestnut streets. after coming back, i watched the pistons/nets game, and we had a bbq for the leftover food from alan's party. i had three sausages, and got subsequently stuffed.

and that was it. a weekend that was eventful that flew by way too quickly.