i was pleasantly surprised that alan called me today to see if i wanted to have dinner. usually, i'm the one who does the calling; it seems like people forget about me if i don't remind them. but anyways, we're having dinner at sneha. they leave on friday for a wedding in canada, and then they're off to an alaskan cruise. so i won't see them for the next two weekends.
my hair is out of control. i must look like i got electrocuted or something, because there are tufts of it that poof in all sorts of weird directions. i will get a haircut tomorrow, i think. it's about time, over a month since i got my last one. i will wear a hat to dinner so alan doesn't make fun of me. :)
damn this weather. last night, it was 81 degrees downstairs, so it must have been at least 85 or something in my second-floor bedroom. i was all squirmy and uncomfortable for a long time, even though i was naked. the weird thing is, i can't sleep without my blankets over me, even though it's too hot with them on. so when it's too hot for blankets, i just can't get any sleep at all.
i am digging this calpis candy. it's a hard candy, so i flip over and over in my mouth, and after a while, there is a lot of fluid buildup in my mouth from the dissolved candy. then i swallow. and repeat.
i wonder how they shoot porn for magazines. i mean, now, since they are allowed to show penetration and stuff, what happens? are the models actually having sex? or are they sort of having sex, pausing once in a while for the photographer to snap a picture? the latter would seem to be a turn-off... it must be hard to the guy to maintain his boner if he has to stop frequently.
i wonder how i will react when i find my kid's porn stash. will i freak out or will i just smile knowing that he's going through a normal phase? what actions will i take? will i talk to him, or say nothing? hm.
parenting seems like it would be a tough job. do they have classes for this sort of topic? i hope i turn out to be a good dad. with my parents, sex-ed was sort of nonexistent. i remember them telling me that i could ask whatever questions i had, but i was so shy and embarrassed by the topic that whenever it would come up (like a love scene in a movie), i would run away. thank goodness for porn!
ok, time for a cigarette break. bye!