hey people. what's up? i had a nice long lunch today with alan at the rivermark. he was working from home, so we got together and had burritos at baja fresh. they didn't wrap my burrito very well, so by the time i had eaten half of it, the bottom fell out and i had to eat the rest of my meal with a fork. sigh.
it was good seeing him. i love spending time with alan, and these days, it seems like hanging out doesn't happen that often. i even ditched a company meeting and free lunch in the cafeteria to hang out with him! priorities, i guess.
so shit is going down on _the OC_. charlotte's evil scheme has been exposed, and it looks like johnny is going to come between ryan and marisa. not to mention taylor townsend's move on seth. i wonder what's going to happen on next week's episode. this show has got me hooked! unlike _alias_, which shows at the same time (i taped it).
i think i hurt my right ankle. i was trying to pop it last night, and i think i overdid it. i've actually sprained my own ankle *with my bare hands*. sophomore year in college, i was trying to pop it, so i grabbed my foot and tugged REALLY hard. suddenly, it gave way and let loose a pop that shocked some people. the next day, i couldn't walk. stupid me. i have a knack for injuring myself unintentionally.
anyways, cheer up! it's friday! i'm tentatively scheduled to have dinner with dj tonight; i hope he doesn't forget. and tomorrow, i'm driving up to the city to have brunch with kevin and cindy. cindy and i are driving separately from the south bay, so i'm nervous about going there alone and having to find parking in the city. i *hate* looking for parking up there. *RAAR* we're meeting at tangerine. has anyone been there before? is it good?
i'm sleep very well these days. i think it's the seroquel; the one night i didn't take it (to test out the theory that i was giving me backaches), i took me longer than normal to fall asleep. but anyways, i'm getting a good dose of vivid dreams, and i like it. dreams are so cool (unless they're nightmares).
my dumps these days have been knobby. instead of one long turd, i excrete these balls of shit and that are, well, knobby, like i said. i wonder what correlation there is between what you eat and the shape of your shit. and i still don't understand why i never take dumps during the weekend.
lately, i seem to have an obsession with handjobs (tekoki). i like the idea that somebody else is wanking you off. it's sort of sexy, sort of intimate. i mean, you go from a very personal act (i.e. masturbation) and turn it into something that partners can do to each other. pretty cool stuff.
ok, i have written enough today. take it easy folks, and have a STUPENDOUS weekend!