hey people. it's been a frustrating day of debugging and stuff. i was thinking about not blogging again, but i felt guilty. sigh. since when should a person be obligated to write?
i have to admit, those two days before memorial day weekend where i didn't blog were kind of nice. i just don't have that much to say, and not having the cloud of blogging hanging over me felt refreshing. i may decide to take some days off from now on. we shall see.
for lunch, C and i went to in 'n out. i never crave the stuff (i had plenty when i lived a block away from one), but it's still good. C got animal style fries. man, that looks like a coronary in a paper container.
have you ever taken a call on a cell phone while you were on the crapper? i was in the bathroom just a while ago, and i heard voices coming from the stall. it turns out this dude was talking on his cell. and he was "actively" shitting as well, as i came to hear some disgusting noises coming out of his sphincter.
i miss my dad. even though we hung out for less than 24 hours, he's my dad. he's funny, loud, and no matter what he the situation, he's always wearing a baseball cap. he says that he loses them easily, and his latest one is a puma cap. how fashionable!
so for the first time in while, there will be no NBA game on when i get home. the finals start on thursday, so i'm bereft of something interesting to watch on the television when i leave work. i've gotten used to plopping down on the futon and lying there while watching a game. oh well. but i do get to catch up on the earliest season episodes of _how i met your mother_. i like cobie smulders!
ok. that's all i can muster at this point. it's almost 6:30. time to go home.
friday night, i met up with alan and ting at the SJ japantown gombei. at first there was a HUGE line, but it went pretty quickly. it was a late dinner, though; we got out around 9:15 or so.
saturday, i did nothing. nada. zilch. i got out of bed at 2pm, watched sports all day long on the futon, and then went to bed. i was hungry, and my meal plans with jay and margaret fell through. (they wanted to go to pluto's, but i hate that place.) so i fired up a microwave dinner (stouffer's tuna noodle casserole, yummm), ate it, finished up watching the mavs/suns (GO MAVS!), and headed up to bed.
sunday morning, my dad flew into town on a 1-day stop on the way to our home in dallas. it was really good to see him. i took him to the small joy luck place in cupertino village for some wonton noodles, and then we watched _the da vinci code_. the movie was crap and utterly boring. the only thing that kept me watching was audrey tautou's beauty. she has got the best eyes! they're so big! *swoon*
anyways, two and a half hours of mind-numblingly bad moviewatching later, we got out, and went home. my dad took a nap, and i just went up stairs and watched some tv. i woke him up at 7, and we grabbed some ramen at maruichi.
i shared a shot with my dad; he brought one of those mini-bottles of jack daniels, and i thought it was good father-son bonding, you know, drinking alcohol with him. we also got two pints of sapporo at maruichi, but they tasted really weird... sort of sweet and sour at the same time. i think their beer went bad.
after dinner, we walked around castro, and my dad bought some lotto tickets. silly dad... he's always dreaming of winning the lottery.
anyways, we just chilled at my place until it was time for me to go to bed. he left at 5:30am this morning, and i was sad. hopefully i'll see him (and the rest of my family) again sooner, rather than later.