i get sad when i face the idea of oblivion. for example, a few sundays ago on espn, they had this rockin' song as the soundtrack to sportscenter's "ultimate highlight" montage. i took note of the song they were playing, but forgot it soon afterwards. and now this memory is in oblivion, never capable of being retrieved and taken advantage of. and that bugs me. it saddens me.
another one is the cute asian stripper girl from last year's vegas bachelor party. ner name was shannon, but now i wonder where she is and i am sad that i'll never see her again in my life. stuff like that.
well...
it's just another monday, except that... i'm getting a massage today! *huzzah* my tics have been really hurting my left shoulders, such that when i tic to my left, arrows of pain shoot down my left arm. it's a real pisser, i tell ya... i'm tempted to try acupuncture after my massage, but i'm a little unwilling to pay the $80 fee that it costs. (plus, i'm afraid of needles.)
i want to go home. yes, i know it's not even 4:30 yet, but still... i wanna go home!
*yawn*
lately, i've been trying to cry to release some tension in my life, you know, a sort of catharsis. so, i try thinking of all the shit that's gone wrong in my life so far (mainly my tourette's and increasing pain of loneliness), and i start sniffling. but in a few seconds, i wind up yawning. which makes for tears in my eyes, but it's from the wrong process!
the truth is, i have maybe cried three times in the last fifteen years. things don't make me sad, i guess; instead, i just feel numb, and i wonder if that's a bad thing. crying is an important process, i suppose, although i'm not really sure if i believe that myself.
two more full workweeks until thanksgiving! i am SO psyched to go back to dallas and get away from it all. and, i currently have the prospect of meeting up with orkut girl there, as well as a few other female friends i have in the area. *cheer*
my dallas cowboys suck. scoring only THREE measly points and losing by over 20? to the cincinnati bengals?! that's PATHETIC. it makes me wonder if bill parcells will just get up and quit and leave the team. and then it'll be more years of 5-11-type seasons.
anyways, i got an e-mail from hr girl today. that made me happy. i sort of chuckle to myself when i remember having this crush on her a few years ago. she's definitely a hottie, that's for sure, and i'll always remember our lunches at arby's together.
i want more e-mail!
and i also like popping zits. haha. i love the juicy ones that making this pop/crunching noise and the resulting spewage of gunk.
ok, that's my gross-out thought for the day. have a good one!
so i wound up doing more this weekend compared to the other ones i've had lately. it felt good, but then again, i didn't get to sleep in either of the days.
friday night, we had costco pizza and watched _fahrenheit 9/11_ on dvd. it was ok, sort of long and long-winded, and i thought _bowling for columbine_ was more focused. *shrug*
saturday, i woke up at the precious hour of 8:45 to prepare for going to koi palace right during opening. we wound up getting there at 10:15 (alan and ting went to go work out first), and we still got a table for nine people without waiting. and i ordered 4 plates of egg custard soft cake, which is really the MAIN reason to go to koi palace. they were *luscious*!!
afterwards, we hit hillsdale mall. the other two bought stuff, but i left empty-handed. i dunno. either i am just not interested in shopping anymore (i don't even remember the last time i bought clothes for myself), or the current fashions don't appeal to me.
alan and ting cooked chicken curry for dinner. i like the stuff, but we put it over brown rice, which i found to be a tad difficult to handle.
sunday, i woke up early (that's relatively-speaking, of course) and headed over to cindy's place so she could drive us up to the city to meet up with kevin, my best friend from high school. we had lunch at kate's kitchen on haight, and i ordered the blue state scramble, which was quite good, despite needing a bit of salt. they also had this thing called the "bitter defeat omelet," so apparently this was a democratic party establishment. :)
afterwards, we went to the mission where cindy had a talk with her friend munira while i just napped on the couch listening to the niners game on the tv. after i got home, i took yet another nap, and then got up to watch part of the sunday night football game over some taco bell.
and that was about it. i'm glad i actually got out of the house to do stuff, but man, not being able to sleep took its toll on me. i was tired!