man, my armpits are smelly today! btw, i didn't develop armpit hair until late in adolescence.
the first time i caught a whiff of real armpit BO was when i was making out with k1, and i took a nosedive straight into that region on her body. wowee! and no, i can't explain why i went there in the first place.
but anyways, i'm clockwatching big time right now. i just want to get thursday over with so i can go home and lie down.
i get triscuits and wheat thins confused. we have a big box of the latter at work, and i was expecting to grab a handful of fibrous crackers. whoops. the fibrous variety is actually triscuits! (both go well with easy cheese, i must say.)
i don't snack much, though. i *can* snack, but usually i'm too lazy to. isn't that awful? too lazy to simply grab a bag of chips or something and chew on them? i'm such a slothful bastard. case in point: my favorite fruit is a banana. why? because there's no washing needed, no knife needed, no cleanup required, simply peel and eat and toss. :)
um, yeah. as you can see, i have nothing to talk about today.
last night, i called up a childhood (meaning, we met in the 3rd grade) friend that i googled last week. pritam. it was great talking to him and his loquacious self. he sounded great (i know that sounds weird).
we were talking about protective asian parents. because we both had them. and how we both went sort of crazy once we left home for college. pritam partied his ass off (and subsequently failed all his classes) for two and a half years before he finally straightened out and made it to med school. for that, i am proud of him.
but yeah, both of us know a lot of horror/failure stories about protected asian kids going berserk in college, thus flunking out and being kicked out and forced to go to community colleges. it makes me think about how i'm going to parent my kid(s). how to strike a balance between having discipline yet letting them get their wildness out of their system. *ponder*
man! there REALLY isn't anything going on today!
i saw my psych this morning. i'm back taking haldol again; hopefully it'll work, and the drug will make me tic less, leading me on the road to recovery. *crossed fingers*
i did ask him about medicinal pot. he said it was his policy not to prescribe it for anybody, so i guess obtaining some bud through legal methods isn't gonna happen. *shrug*
hm. mike has a poker night tonight. i'd like to go, but i don't know if i'm going to make it or not. i haven't seen the bowling gang in a long time!
four-day workweeks are heavenly, i must say. it's already thursday afternoon, and i'm looking forward to the weekend. ting is out of town (bachelorette party in vegas), so i wonder if i'll get some good guy-bonding time with alan. we'll see.
ah, haldol. and granddaddy antipsychotic of them all. i've overdosed on it before, it was pretty scary shit. one time i took too much, i kept on standing up and falling down, until they put me out with a shot of benadryl. another time, i got akathesia (restlessness), insomnia, blurred vision, and on top of that, i started hearing things! *shiver*
man. the sports season is winding down. (by the sports season, i mean everything but baseball, which i loathe.) the nba finals are starting on sunday, and after that, there will be no more sports to watch! arrrgh. this is the biggest reason why i dislike summer.
ok, more later, i think.