man, it's been a crazy few hours of debugging here at work. i feel good, though, because i actually found something that was wrong with my code; i have a proud sense of accomplishment here.
what is up with the weather here? one moment it's beautiful and sunny, and the other moment, it's cloudy and rainy. temperamental, i say.
i drink a lot of liquids during the weekdays. i get my 4-vitasoy kick, plus some dr pepper, and now i'm drinking gatorade. i don't get this kind of hydration at home, though, and weekends find me terribly dry and dehydrated.
let's see here... what to talk about...
i feel bad over the fact that i had two birthday parties this past saturday (cindy's and rainbow's), but i didn't make it to either. i was just feeling all worn out from ticcing that i didn't want to go out at all. looking back, i should have gone to at least one of those parties and give a good birthday hug to the girl(s).
yeah, this is what happens when i'm in a tourette's breakdown. i get all antisocial and stuff because being out among people (and not lying down) makes me tic like crazy. and i just don't enjoy that kind of existence.
anyways, i look forward to going to bed tonight. there's no good television to watch, so i bet i'll be in bed by 8pm. crazy, huh? i am sleeping my life away.
my fingers are cold. i wonder if my blood circulation is bad. that scares me because if it gets bad enough, i'll have to get my extremities amputated. !!
i wonder how life would be if i didn't have hands. i bet it would be very difficult to navigate through the basic functions of life. like eating; i'd have to get these special devices attached to my nubbins to allow me to cut food and put it in my mouth. i don't even want to think about how i'd be able to wank myself off. hehe.
i am craving cheesecake. at dinner last night, teddy mentioned how this guy at the cheesecake factory to him that a slice of a godiva chocolate cheesecake was like two THOUSAND calories. i find that hard to believe, how one slice of cake would equal your entire days' worth of calories. maybe that's how i can gain some weight: scarf down cheesecake.
i was sort of sad at last night's dinner. i used to see alan and ting practically every day while they were my roommates, but now it takes a planned effort to just catch a glimpse of them. i miss them terribly. sigh.
ok, i'm off. take care of yourselves!
not much happened. i'm totally wasting away my weekends due to my ailing tics. sigh.
friday night, i witnessed stanford lose horribly to mississippi state. i was happy when we were up by 12 in the first half, but after msu came back and took the lead, stanford just self-destructed. we lost by over 20, i think.
saturday, i watched some more of the ncaa tournament before heading out to san jose to catch a film in the asian american film festival, _the year of the yao_. it was a documentary of yao ming's first season in the NBA, and i enjoyed it.
they were really paranoid about people in the audience recording the movie, and the ushers sported infrared binoculars the entire duration, looking for people who were illegally taping the film.
sunday, i didn't do much either. watched some more basketball, took a nap, and met up with alan, ting and company for dinner at sneha. i didn't eat much because i had a late lunch, and i was pretty uncomfortable the whole time because of my tics. sigh.
the bottom line here is that i have got to get out of his tourette's funk. it's ruining my life, and i don't know what i can do about it. *RAAR*