so the final 24 are set for _american idol_. this year, i like a decent number of the guys. there's the silver-haired taylor hicks, there's the crooner, the head-shaven rocker, and the baby-faced goofy underdog. the only girl that i like is kellie pickler. i last referenced her under the name jenny pickler, but apparently i heard her name wrong. hehe. the funny thing is, i'm not the only one, because i've gotten one or two google hits under "jenny pickler."
i'm all recovered from my illness, and i am disappointed it took me so long to get better. however, i still have this nagging pain when i swallow, and last night, it REALLY hurt. hm. i wonder what that is. lymph node infection? maybe i should go see a doctor.
i'm meeting up with alan and ting for pho tonight. it'll be nice to catch up with them; they're headed to tahoe tomorrow, so i won't be able to see them during the long weekend.
... LONG WEEKEND ...
yay!
i am a slob. i just peeked at my beloved puma jacket, and i seem to have spilled gatorade on it. how can i tell? because it's RED gatorade. sigh. i hope the stain doesn't set, and i have permanently red-blotched shit on my jacket. sigh. i'm a messy messy boy.
well, i couldn't help it. i had grown two perfectly long pinky nails, and during a meeting today, i whittle them down to nothing. now i have nothing to scrape my earwax with. but the nails were so inviting; they were so long that i could fold them in half with my teeth.
and by the way, i had a frustrating meeting. it turns out that for this one project, where i had removed some of my blocks from the design, they want me to add one back. it ain't trivial work, and immediately i thought of the headache that it would bring. but we have to do it, and i want an apology from the marketing folks, who were the ones who told me in the first place that i could remove it. *RAAR* fucking marketing people... i hate them.
this is not the first (nor will it be the last) time where the marketing specs change deep into the project. and every time, i've been really upset. i guess i just don't like to extra work. i am a lazy ass, i know. i should embrace this, but i just can't. double *RAAR*
anyways, i took my car in today for its 71,250 mile inspection. and, my car has had a problem of dying after starting, so i wanted the mechanics to fix that as well. in my haste, i forgot to get my company badge from my car when i left the dealership, so i've been impersoning a customer all day. that's the extra badge they gave me. yup.
i used to hate HBO, and they had (don't know if they still do) this series called "real sex." it was about the (odd and unusual) things that people to do to express their sexuality. i saw this one bit about what was a mutual masturbation club. meaning that you just lie there, while someone else (preferably a woman) wanks you off. and in my tekoki fantasy days, that seems pretty appealing.
although, i don't know if i could get off start to finish by someone else's doing. i think i'd get bored, or i'd start worrying about the other person tiring. i find that during sex, i usually need to be the one doing all the work in order to get off. but still, the idea of handjobs turns me on, but i'm just not sure that it would work for me in reality.
ok, i need to cal the dealership to see if my car is ready. bye!