i know it's tuesday, but today had that manic feeling of a monday. i didn't have that much on my plate at work, but suddenly, i was swamped with all sorts of shit. i'm not going to be able to finish all of my tasks today; i'll save some for tomorrow. i did, however, find a bug in someone else's stuff. that always makes me feel good. *flex*
brb. cigarette break. i need to relax.
anyways, not much to report today. i know i'm over my cold, but sometimes i get these feelings of dizziness and slight nausea. hm. i wonder what that is.
i just got two papercuts on my right hand. ouchie! it reminds me of _jackass: the movie_, where the silly boys purposely papercut the webbing of their toes. OUCH. the mere sound of a papercut makes me cringe mightily.
so tonight's _american idol_ is two hours long. hm. i don't know if i can stand two full hours of karaoke-ing, but i hope taylor hicks (the old gray-haired guy) and the crooner do well. the crooner (i don't know his name) is cute, too! hehe. i bet you never thought that i would call another guy cute.
no dump today. i took two dumps at my place over the weekend. luckily, neither of them clogged up the toilet. although one of them floated, and it smelled really bad.
i can't stand japanese toilets. have you guys ever used one? it's simply a hole in the ground, and you have to squat over it when you shit. there's no water to mask the smell, and i am always petrified that i'm going to fall into my turd. *shiver* i can't stand the thought of coming into contact with my own shit.
one time, when i was pretty young (maybe 12 or so? i forget), i accidentally shit in my pants. my dad, being the asian disciplinarian type, made me wash it myself. i felt so sick that i puked. so what's the term for the phobia of shit? because i definitely got it.
i can't stop thinking about the shanghai steamed juicy buns (shao long bao) at HC dumpling. i think we're going to go there tomorrow. they're soooo fucking good, so juicy!
i gotta do my taxes. i'm not sure whether i'll get a refund; my company's ESPP was very kind to me. except that our stock fell by almost $2 today. damn analysts and their downgrades. YUCK.
i wish i were rich and didn't have to worry about stuff like a job or a mortgage payment. right now, i'm trying to live the frugal life (which isn't that hard because i'm single), but i can only save so much a year. i guess i still have a lot of expenses, even though i rarely go out for fancy meals or go shopping for clothes and gadgets and what not.
/half an hour later/
ok, work is pissing me off. i gotta go.
hey folks.
friday night, i met up with paul, nelson, leeya, mikeC, and some of paul's sisters for dinner in cupertino village. a lot of people got the beef noodle soup, but since i didn't want to spill on my jacket, i got the pork chop over rice.
saturday, i didn't do much during the day. i think i got up around 1pm, and just watched tv the whole day. at night, i went ventured over to santa clara for cindy's place for a house party. i walked in and immediately spied kevin, my best friend from high school. i also bumped into adam and rae. and when i went to the backyard (they had a heat lamp!) for a smoke, i was greeted by chester and his sharp wit.
overall, it was a good time, but i was feeling a bit dizzy, so i went back home and promptly threw up the one beer i had. i don't know why i yacked, but i just got hit all of a sudden with this wave of nausea.
sunday, cindy came over at noon to watch the stanford game. we lost to arizona, and we played just absolute crap basketball. we have a tendency to make too many turnovers, and that's really frustrating to watch. oh well. at least the domino's pizza (sausage, mushroom and jalepeno's) i ordered was good.
after cindy left, i took a long nap on the futon, and i called up jay for dinner. we headed over to cupertino village to try the new HC dumpling place that i recommended, but the wait was an HOUR long. so we hit up joy luck place for some bbq pork (crunchy skin, lots of fat). good meal, although the dish was $12 a pop.
monday, i met up with k at queen house for lunch. it was our first meeting, but it wasn't too awkward or anything. after we ate, i sent her on her way, and i got some roasted barley pmt. i got home, and alan call me and wanted to hang out, so he picked me up and once again, i was on castro. i got some garlic butter thick toast this time at verde, and reminded alan to get some lottery tix.
the rest of the day, i just watched tv. i was supposed to meet up with jay and make our second attempt at HC dumpling, but he was busy in the hospital. oh well. so i just had my bowl of cereal and called it a night.