sigh. another monday. today for lunch, will and i met up with some old teralogic coworkers, allen and steve. it was good seeing them again. we met up in milpitas, in the ABC seafood plaza. they served this honey chrysanthemum tea, which was pretty tasty. afterwards, i stopped by quickly (for the first time) and ordered a pearl milk tea. it tasted a bit chocolate-ty, and i was a bit turned off by that.
i don't like chocolate. yes, i know that is heresy among some people, but i've just never been a fan of the stuff, except for corner pieces of a brownie.
so i got a message from someone who calls herself "giraffegirl." it's in the previous entry. i do appreciate the fact that my tics didn't turn her off. i guess i'm just afraid that i'll meet people who will be freaked out by my TS. i mean, who wants to go out with someone who twitches? i know that *i* would bother myself with all the tics.
i'm gaining weight, despite my cereal diet. my guess is that i'm just not expending any calories due to not exercising, and my metabolism has slowed down as a result of the "diet." i'm 170 now! (my low was 160.) anyways, i plan on resuming my bi-weekly basketball sessions. we'll see. i tell myself that i'm going to play, but when the time comes, i just balk at it because i'm a lazy ass.
oh! get this. while driving back from the city on saturday afternoon, i heard a radio station ad for this place called power exchange. basically, it's a place where you go and have sex with people. it's targetted toward homosexual people, but i found it fascinating that there are places like this. i mean, i guess it's legal because you're not paying anyone for sex, but i just wonder at the safety of such a place. i mean, they hand out condoms and stuff, but still, it seems sort of dirty. if i had balls, i'd go visit, but in the meantime, i guess i'll just fantasize about it for now.
i am out of candy. i need to make a run to mitsuwa sometime. i love japanese treats. they're so cute and tasty! *yum*
but yeah. power exchange. what an idea! i mean, i have fantasies about no-strings purely-physical sex, on one hand. but on the other hand, i know that sex is much better when there are emotions involved, and i don't think i'm quite bold enough to go out there into the world of casual sex. sigh. sometimes i wonder if i'd be happier if i were that bold. i mean, at least, i'd be getting some. shit, i haven't had sex in like 5 years!
anyways, that's it for today. toodles!
once again, the only highlights of this weekend were my meals. during the other parts of the day, i was bored silly. sigh.
so i didn't do anything friday night. just went to bed early. i set the alarm for 11am the next day, because that's when i needed to get up to head to the city.
yup, so i drove up to the city to meet up with hr girl. she moved from geary/taylor to the hyde/union area, and i got to see the insides of her apartment. the view was amazing!
we walked around union street, and ended up having lunch at left of albuquerque. this was my second time at this chain restaurant (the last time was the palo alto chain a few years ago), and i remember not being wowed by the food. this time, i ordered the cheese enchilada with chicken. you'd think they'd put the chicken inside the enchiladas, but no, they just threw the meat on top of the enchiladas. weak sauce, man. and the rice was green, flavored with tiny specks of cilantro, which i found rather gross.
but anyways, it was great to see hr girl again, after almost a year of not seeing each other. she's as hot as ever.
i got home around 3pm, and i took a nap to a baseball game. i woke up sweaty and gross. my apartment was hovering around 83-85 degrees the whole weekend. blech.
for dinner, i met up with the bowling gang at dusita, this thai restaurant near el camino/san tomas expressway. the food was so-so. the papaya salad was really spicy (which i liked), but the plate ("angry pork") that i expected to be the spiciest turned out to be mild, so that was a disappointment.
let's see... sunday i got out of bed at noon, and within an hour, i was taking a nap to yet another baseball game. same thing happened: i woke up all sweaty and disgruntled in the heat. i just putzed around all afternoon, and for dinner, i met up with paul and leeya at, of all places, jack in the box. it was good, because it was a cheap dinner.
and that was it. i have got to plan our my in-between-meals time better. weekends can't be all about the food, you know?