heh. my neighbors are discussing the rules of mortagages and interest rates and stuff. it makes me think: i want a house!
sigh. the problem is, i don't have enough money to buy a house (the down payment is the killer). but boy howdy, do i have an urge to decorate!
btw, i get a lot of google hits for this phrase:
"emma watson/hermione granger breasts"
damn, people! i mean, she's only a teenager! can't you pervs wait until she becomes an adult and develops a real set of boobs? even with *my* hermione obsession, i have no desire to see her naked. i just think she's cute.
there is, however, to my dismay, fanfic about sexual escapades between the characters of _harry potter_. ick. i just don't think of the characters in a sexual light! (maybe that's a good thing, ne?)
i am suspicious about my chiropractor. he's touting this "activator" technique, whereby he tells me to do weird poses while lying down, and he feels whether my legs "shrink" or "expand" relative to each other. and then, he hits me with the said "activator" tool, which feels like a stapler without the staples. is this really supposed to help me? *ponder*
after my chiropractic appointment, i had my usual yoshinoya drop-in. i dunno. without the beef, it just doesn't taste good anymore. (i used to get the beef/spicy chicken combo, extra spicy sauce. now, i've replaced the beef with shrimp, which just isn't as good.)
boy, shit is going to hit the fan when i leave this company. i am dreading it.
and what the hell happened to the lakers last night? just based on that game alone, i think detroit has a damn good chance to win the championship. what an upset!
anyways, not much going on today. i'm just curious right now how the stanley cup game 7 is going...
so the ball is rolling on me securing a position at my new company. i gave it some thought over the weekend, and i do think it's time to leave my current place. i think a part of me has already accepted the fact that i'll be leaving, and it's hard to turn down that kind of thinking.
plus, the potential added salary doesn't hurt, either. :)
the only things that bother me are:
1) the potential to hurt feelings at my current company, i.e. the bad timing
2) the fact that i'll no longer work at a startup, thus no potential for $$$
i've always worked at startups. this is my third one, and i'm always dreaming big, i.e. my stock options would be worth a lot one day. so far, i've seen my options go to $0 exactly, and at my second company, i've seen my options go to some little amount of money. so much for reality, eh?
anyways, i feel ok today. tics are still bugging me, but for some reason, they're not *killing* me like they used to. we'll see where this goes. masa's is still 30% happening, although that's not much, is it?
i have a tennis meeting with k4 tonight. yeah, it's a pain driving up to daly city to see her, but whatever. i like seeing her.
and! i'm due for a massage. yup. got one lined up for one tomorrow night. *drool*
so. let's see here... i didn't think friday night would go anywhere, but later, we met peter on castro and had the late night specials (9-midnight) at kirin. then, we stopped by molly magee's briefly. while peter chatted it up with his hospital friends, alan and i just surveyed the crowd. yep, it was pretty sad.
saturday, i got out of bed at 3pm, and watched the belmont stakes. it was really exciting! i mean, i was standing up, cheering for smarty jones to win the triple crown, but he got beaten by birdstone by a mere length! man. what a shame.
alan's family dropped by, and celebrated katy's (alan's sister's) birthday at hunan homes. peking duck, yum. later on, peter came over, and i watched them play video games for a bit before heading to bed.
i got out of bed on sunday at 1pm, and just putzed around while lying on the futon. watched a lot of tv, took a nap, etc. i grabbed a burrito as my only meal of the day, helped do some online crossword puzzles with alan and ting, and that was it.
yeah, i know my weekend updates are really boring now, but i'm still waiting for my tourette's to ease up so i can do more activities, i.e. actually *leaving* the house. sigh.