interesting news that syndromes brought up...
basically, they did some electrode implantation in a guy (who has tourette's)'s brain, and he was CURED!
what the fuck, man.
SIGN ME UP!
so aside from celebrities (i.e. jack nicholson/lara flynn boyle, michael douglas/catherine zeta jones, etc.) what's the biggest age disparity that you've witnessed in a couples? i think mine is around 7 years or so (something like 28 and 35), i think.
of course, age difference starts to matter less (i talked about this yesterday) as you get older. it's more scandalous when you're talking about teenagers and people in their 20's, right?
or how about this... some of you might know that the summer before my SENIOR year in high school, i was in love with this girl who had just come out of SIXTH grade. ha! *blushes*
speaking of that girl (jessica), i haven't been able to find her. the last i heard from her was about 6 years ago, when she left a message on my answering machine, and i never called back. and now i'm regretting it. she was definitely cool... cute face!
all these broken links, between us and other people. all these friendships faded. i wonder if she thinks about me. in fact, i wonder if all the people who i've lost contact with ever think of me. it's such a huge world out there, and it's just amazing to think of all these stray thoughts floating about. if we could bottle their energy, we could power cities!
or maybe i just think about others too much (i.e. more than they think of me). in that case, i'm probably just wasting my energy and time. sigh.
i'm fucking tired of avoiding beef. we were at chili's today for lunch, and i was craving:
1) a good $6 burger
2) country-fried steak
but, instead, i got this nasty-ass cajun chicken pasta, which packed so many carbs that it put me to sleep, upon which the CTO found me dozing off in my cubicle. what the hell, man.
fuck mad cow! fuck prions!
*RAAR*
i hate not being able to eat what i want. i mean, dieting is one thing... i still get to eat what i want, just at small amounts or at sporadic times. but this avoiding-beef thing is killing me.
i know, i know. i'm being paranoid here. millions of americans are eating beef, right?
but my fear is that in 5-10 years, cases of BSE will break out all over the place. ick. and that fear is what makes me super-unreasonably-paranoid. if another mad cow is found, i think i'll go bonkers.
well, i dunno. last night's _AI_ just didn't interest me. maybe i don't like disco music. and john stevens would have definitely bombed that genre of music.
i was sorely disappointed this morning when i strolled into the office and found ZERO e-mail message in my inbox. (i did, however, get four spam messages in my bulk mail folder.) *RAAR* what, no one cares about me anymore? *sniff*
so this combo of ability + xanax isn't helping out at all. which is disconcerting, to say the least. the xanax doesn't relax my muscles; instead, it just puts me to sleep. and i still tic. ick.
i just want to get through today. the office has been slow this week; most of the big wigs are out at a trade show, so it seems everyone that's left is much more relaxed. funny how pressure works like that.
i was watching _the fabulous life of simon cowell_ the other day. i had no idea he was such a rich mack daddy! like, owns 120 pairs of black giorgio armani pants (up to $1500 each), he buys his (numerous) girlfriends breast implants, and he enjoys lap dances. who'd have thought... i thought he was just this silly judge on a tv show.
nothing much to report this morning so far. more to come later!