so it's official. i'm taking tomorrow off. the company gives us both monday and tuesday off, so that means: FIVE DAY WEEKEND! i am so happy about that. i don't have any real plans, but either way, i'm going to come out of this refreshed and relaxed (hopefully).
and yes, i am a bit worried about my tics at gary danko. it's a small restaurant, and my violent neck tics are going to freak out a lot of people, i think. when i went to masa's with k4, i was subdued, but part of it was the alcohol. which means that i'll be having two or three whiskey's tonight to combat the tics. good thing i don't have to drive until much later on in the night.
it's not even 5pm, and i've smoked half a pack today. i finished my assignment for the week (well, one of main ones), so i was feeling a bit bored. and boredom means that i smoke a lot. it's a way to pass time.
so my first company, T, is having a reunion tonight. i worked three years for them from 1997 to 2000, and i have fond memories of those days. unfortunately, because of GD, i won't be able to make the reunion. but then again, there aren't that many people that i want to see. so i'm not missing much.
have you ever punched your ear? it makes it ring. i did it today for fun, and man, it rang loudly. so i wonder if the reason why i have a recurrent sound in my ear is because of my tics. my current tic is where i snap my neck into my right shoulder, so it's a big violent collision. it causes headaches, and i wonder if i have a concussion sometimes. *sobs*
is it normal to burp so much after a meal? what does it mean, like the stomach is filled with gas? yesterday it was leek breath, and today it's korean bbq pork burps. not that i'm complaining; i rather like burps if the flavor coming back up is good.
do you guys ever dream that you can give a blowjob to yourself? i do. they say that some guys can do it (must be flexible, i presume), but i wonder how good it feels. i wonder if it's like how you can't tickle yourself. and plus, it's backwards; ideally, your tongue should be on the lower side of the head. still, though if i could do it, i'd definitely try to see if i could get myself off that way.
ok, i'm tired, and i'm looking forward to my long weekend. see you guys later!
for lunch today, four of us went to the new (relatively) potsticker place in milpitas square. as it turned out, though, none of us ordered the potstickers. three of us got the dumplings, which had pork and leeks in it. i LOVE leeks! they stink up your breath, and i was having leek burps for hours afterwards.
anyways, i asked my boss if i could take friday off. he didn't take it too well. and i don't blame him, given the fact that i still have some stuff to do that needs to be done soon. but anyways, if i make a lot of progress tomorrow, i'm going to do it. and that means: FIVE DAY WEEKEND! *huzzah*
i've been smoking a lot these days. i get cravings every half hour. before, it was an hour, but now, i'm constantly looking at my watch to see if it's ok for me to smoke. i try to go every hour, but sometimes the cravings are too strong.
so i got a google search hit about how male porn stars have such stamina. that's one thing that would make me not want to be a porn star. after a while, i'd just want to come and be done with it, but some scenes last really long! i'd probably get bored or something, or worse, i'd feel my orgasm coming and would have to hold it off. that must be a nightmare. i can only hold off my orgasms by a few seconds let alone minutes.
holding off orgasms feels really good, though. it's like this huge buildup that's focusing on my penishead, and when i finally come, it's like a huge sneeze in my schlong. wonderful stuff.
so it looks like i'm wear a suit for gary danko. i wish i had a sportscoat. i asked alan whether i could do with a generic asian jacket (you know, those black ones that cut off at the waist), and he was like, "dude, we are not going clubbing." ha!
ok, that's it for me. bye!
hey peeps. it's been a stressful day of things not working again. i was praying that france beat spain in the world cup because my boss is french; i didn't want to face an angry and annoyed boss!
boy howdy! i took a dump today, and it was a fucking LOG. it was so long that it poked out of the water. it came out in one long 10-second squeeze, too, and that felt really gratifying. i wonder what's different; my past dumps have been little nuggets that plop up water into my anus when they drop into the toilet. hm.
anybody been to gary danko before? what's good there? i know you're probably inclined to say "everything," but i'm inquiring about certain dishes. i saw one that had bone marrow, and i remember that bone marrow is very good. it's like liquid fat; i had it when i took k4 to masa's years ago. remember that?
speaking of k4, i see on her friendster profile that she's in a relationship now. i wonder what kind of guy she's dating. i mean, she spends a lot of her own money on fine dining and travelling, so i wonder if the boy now spends the money on her. *ponder*
i'm thinking about taking friday off. gary danko on thursday will mean i get home around midnight (multi-course dinners take a long time, right?), and i won't want to work the next day without getting a good night's rest. and plus, it'll mean i get a five day weekend! that would be nice.
do you guys get sentimental when you wear an item of clothing that an ex bought for you? or do you realize it at all? me, i'm more of the latter category. my clothes are my clothes, and even though some of the clothing gifts that i got were cool, i don't get all nostalgic or anything.
anyways, that's it for today. gonna head home soon.
hey people. i'm sleepy. since my boss yelled at me last week, i came in an hour early today. that's one hour of less sleep, so i was so groggy when i got into the office.
jay got reservations for gary danko on thursday. should i go? i hear people rave about it, but i wonder if it's just like any posh place: little food, big price tag. what's good there? and what's the dress code? i wore a suit when i took k4 out to masa's a few years ago.
i took xanax last night to fall asleep. i felt small panics when i was in bed, so i didn't want it to become a full-blown panic attack. basically, i could tell something was wrong because lying completely still made me feel incredibly restless. sigh. it's amazing how dependent on drugs i've become. currently, i'm on five medications (including the xanax which i rarely take). it depresses me. i mean, what are the long term effects of being on all these pills? it can't be good for me.
i am thinking about shelling out $300+ and buying myself a portable air conditioning unit. these past nights have been unbearable, upstairs in my bedroom. it's taking me about two hours to fall asleep, and i know the heat has something to do with it. blech.
so the coworker i had lunch with (J) told me that he drove 600 miles this weekend, just around the bay area. that's crazy! he drove to the city three times, down to monterey, and to oakland, all for different social events. man, i get annoyed when i have to drive *40* miles in one day. i guess some people like driving more than others, huh?
ok. smoking break!
didn't do a whole lot this weekend. friday night, i just stayed home and went to bed early.
saturday, i had some nice naked time while watching the world cup and sportscenter. later in the afternoon, alan, ting, jay and i went to los gatos for a stroll around downtown. they brought their dogs, which drew a lot of attention. we stopped by a banana republic, which is a place i haven't been to in a long long time; i didn't find anything i like, and perhaps it's because i'm not that interested shopping for clothes anymore.
for dinner, we headed to the sunnyvale shalimar, this highly touted indian food chain. i thought the food wasn't very good, and it was really greasy stuff. still, at 10pm, the place was still hopping with a bunch of indian folk, so who knows, maybe this is authentic indian food.
sunday, nelson and i had brunch at the original pancake house, and i went home and did the same drill: naked time to sports. man, naked time is nice, especially given the hot temperatures. clothes just make me feel all itchy and hot and stuff.
dinner was again with alan, ting and jay. we went to mahalo, this hawaiian bbq place (el camino and bernardo). we chatted for a bit, and then it was back home for me. all in all, a relaxing weekend, although i wish i did a bit more.
man, what a grueling day. i got chewed out by my boss for not working hard enough, especially given that this is our crunch time. we need to get this chip out to the fab ASAP, and i haven't been doing much, or so says him.
i had lunch with mike and mia today at krung thai. i ordered the jun pad poo (my favorite dish), but i wound up eating only half of it. man, my stomach really has shrunk. and i didn't get a box for the rest because the stuff (mostly rice noodles) forms this huge brick after being refridgerated.
i have a hard time eating with my tics. the urge to tic grows as i insert the food into my mouth, and i have to close my mouth as fast as possible so as not to launch the food when i tic. it's really frustrating, and mealtimes are really bad for me. i mean, i like the opportunity for social interaction, but instead, i just get really quiet because i'm trying to calm down my tourette's.
so i was watching 20/20 last night, and they had this story about this disorder called PSAS (i think). i think it stands for "persistent sexual awareness syndrome" or something like that. basically, the woman feels this urge to have an orgasm, and the pressure just grows and grows until she has to masturbate. now this may sound like an awesome disorder (who doesn't want more orgasms?), but as i understand it, it's a horrible thing to go through. it's weird how we humans can have so many weird problems, such as PSAS and tourette's. it's amazing that we can function at all, with all the weird shit that we can have.
anyways, that's all i have for today. yes, i know my entries are getting shorter and shorter, and i blame my boring life. ha! have a great weekend folks!
hrmph. i typed half an entry yesterday, lost it, so i just gave up and went home. so sorry about not posting yesterday.
man, i am still bummed out about my mavericks losing. but dwyane wade was just too good, and plus, their role players performed well. there's always next year, although it'll be tough. you can never count on next year.
so my shoes stink. can i wash them somehow? like, throw them in the washing machine and let it do its trick? i definitely need to get some new shoes. anybody want to go shoe shopping with me? :)
after taking small craps every day or so, i finally had a log today. it felt good coming out. that's not so say that i think i'll like anal sex, but the dump just felt very satisfying.
so i took some time today to watch the japan/brazil world cup game. i think soccer is very boring, but i actually saw three goals scored in this game. pretty cool. i watched the first half and went with C to grab some jack in the box to go, and then came back to watch some more.
there's no good tv on. sigh. the only thing i've been watching is repeats of _how i met your mother_. i've been trying to watch _so you think you can dance_, but i can't get into it. i don't think i appreciate good dancing the way i appreciate good singing. and plus, there are no hot girls in the competition. and the british host is really annoying. perhaps even more annoying than lauren sanchez of last season.
it's HOT out here. i makes sleep miserable. lately, i've been going to bed at like 9 or 10, but i actually fall asleep around midnight. heat is my PMS. i get all cranky and shit, and my bodies itches and stuff. the worst thing is, this is only june, and it's only going to get hotter from here on out.
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ok, i've been embroiled in some work stuff. i've totally lost my train of thought, so i'll just cut it short here. by e!
what's up people. i had the worst bout of insomia last night. i was awake from 10 until 2am, just lying there. i woke up so tired this morning, because i didn't get enough sleep. i did have a dream about this dude with a laser pointer finger, though.
last night, a group of us (the bowling gang) met up at sonoma chicken coop in downtown campbell for dinner. it was cool, doing something social during the workweek. usually, my routine is to come home from the office, watch seinfeld and friends reruns (which is getting old, by the way), and then going up to prep for bed. pretty boring, huh?
i really need to get a physical exam. i haven't had one in maybe 6 years, and i definitely need to get things (like my cholesterol) checked out. i'm just being lazy, and also, i am afraid of them having to draw blood. that needle is humongous! the last time, they drew SIX vials of blood from my arm. i even got tested for syphilis! ha.
i am so impressed by people who are physically fit. last night, one of the guys at the dinner was talking about how he just ran a marathon. and in less than 4 hours no less! i was highly amazed. me, even though i'm not overweight or anything, i know that my muscles and lungs and heart are pretty weak. my body sucks.
and the worst thing is, i have no motivation for getting into shape. today was basketball day, and i had no desire to play. i think someone needs to kick me in the ass and get me to exercise. hm.
my toenails are getting really long. i think i'm going to cut them today. i usually go a month or even more between cuts. mine are at the point where they could really scratch somebody. so when you cut them, do you guys leave some of the white part on? or do you just take the whole thing off?
i've been having fantasies about doing a girl on a sex swing. have any of you ever tried it? (i'm guessing that no one will reply to this one.) however, i think that even though i think it's dead sexy stuff, the novelty would soon wear off. still, i think it's cool for now.
i wonder when i'll have sex again. it's been a very long time, and i think my stamina is all gone. i mean, when i flush the pipes, i doesn't take very long. and that translates to having a poor performance when doing the real thing. maybe i'll have to double bag my schlong or something in the beginning, and work my way on up. sigh.
ok, i'm going to try to take a dump now. have a good one!
so i was all excited to see who was the 3000th commenter on this blog, although that number is vastly inflated because of comment spam. and as it turns out (fittingly so), the 3000th comment was a spam comment. sigh.
these days, i haven't been very regular. in fact, i have to force myself to take dumps, and most of them are very small. i used to feel the pressure on my anus every morning, but that's gone away. what changed? am i really eating too little? fyi, my weight is down to about 166 in the mornings (only wearing my boxers, my watch, and my glasses so i can see the scale properly).
so mia mentioned in her latest entry that she met some guys, but none of them was her "type." what does that mean? i guess i haven't sat down and thought it much, because i don't know what my type is. like, i don't have a checklist or anything. there are certain bonuses (like wearing cool glasses), but i don't have a list of "must have's."
so i went to dean and gina's for a pizza party last night (like i said in my weekend recap). the main reason why i went (besides spending time with friends) was because i saw some names of some women on the invite list. i guess i wanted to meet them, and hope that one of them would strike my fancy. instead, it was four couples, which made me a little disappointed. oh well.
two of those couples are leaving the bay area in a week, and they might not return. they were here for five years doing a residency in ENT at stanford, and man, those five years went by really fast. now, they're moving on with their lives, moving to alabama and toronto. one of those couples is jay and margaret. i've known jay for 14 years now (we lived in the same freshman dorm), and i'm going to miss him a lot.
i've got itchy nipples.
one of my big fears about sleeping naked is that i'll get bug bites on my schlong. or worse, some small insect will crawl into my hole and bite me there. ouch!
anyways, not much else to report today. gonna go home soon and chill.
my weekends mostly consisted of half days: half day of me chilling out at home, and half day of social activities.
friday night, nelson, paul, mikeC and i met up for dinner at king of krung thai on castro. i was craving some whiskey with my meal, but nelson reminded me that i swore the past two times never to order it because it was expensive: $8 for a drink. so i passed.
saturday, i met up with peter and alan, and we walked from alan's house to the rivermark and brought alan's dog rylie along. since we couldn't go inside anywhere, we got mcdonald's takeout and ate outside. after that, we just hung out back home.
sunday, i got out of bed at 1pm and watched a lot of sports: world cup, baseball, golf (u.s. open), and sportscenter. for dinner, a group of us went to dean and gina's house for some pizza and other stuff. i was pretty quiet that night; i think i was holding my tics in, and it just made me very reserved.
to top it all off, the mavericks lost by one point to the heat and went down 2-3 in the series. i was very upset. now the mavs have to win both games in dallas to win the championship. it's going to be a tough two games, but let's hope that they can pull it off and play better at home.
man, it's been a tiring week. PLUS, my mavs lost last night. badly. dirk just couldn't get going, and overall, it was a terrible defeat. and to make things work, jerry stackhouse is suspended for game 5. man! the 2-3-2 format sucks.
are there any good movies out there? all the ones i've seen have ranged from sucky to mediocre at best. i want to see something that's totally awesome and moving. it seems all the major movies out there aren't that good. maybe i should go indie then? *ponder*
i should drink (alcohol) more often. my tics are better when i'm buzzing, but the problem is, i can't drive home in that state. so the only option is getting a designated driver, or drinking at home. hm. i guess i could drink alone at home, but that just seems like such a sad depressing thing to do.
so yesterday, i got a message after work. it just didn't feel good. i mean, it felt "good," but it didn't relieve any stress in my neck/shoulder area. my tics aren't hurting that much, so getting massages don't really alleviate my condition. so maybe i'll back off on the every-two-week schedule and just get them when i need them. it is, after all, $40 a pop, and that can add up.
i found some adidas norton's available for purchase on the web today. i love those shoes. i owned three pairs of them back in college, and they were awesome. if i can figure out what size (they either run too big or too small, i forget) i should get, i just might order a pair and make them my new default shoes.
have you ever had a dream that makes you wake up tired? that's what happened to me two nights ago. i was doing this repetitive exercise in my dream, and when i had to get out of bed, i was already exhausted. sucks, huh? still, though, the worst is when you dream that you can't fall asleep. it's like a double whammy of insomnia!
they need to make a video of just the topless scenes of famous actresses. for example, i know katie holmes was naked in _the gift_ (i think that's the name), but i'm not going to rent the movie just to see a few seconds of her breasts. likewise for phoebe cates in _fast times_. so, someone should compile them into one video and sell it. i'd buy that.
i don't know why movie boobs affect me so much. i see plenty of breasts in porn, but they don't turn me on. however, when they're in a movie and they belong to a famous person, i bust a chub. weird, huh?
anyways, it's time for my 5pm smoke. have a great weekend, everyone!
so the big monkey is off my back at work. i had this test that i was debugging for two weeks, and finally, the bug was resolved. and thankfully, it wasn't in my code, so i'm happy.
last night, i had some very gratifying dreams. one of them was about seeing k1 and becoming friends again. one of my big regrets in life is the big fallout we had after we broke up. i was really mean to her, and after numerous incidences, she just shut me out of her life. i feel really bad about that. one of my (unlikely) hopes in the future is being able to talk to her again, but it doesn't look like that will ever happen.
the other dream was about licking this hot girl's nipples. i don't know who she was supposed to be, but she was attractive. i LOVE licking girls! hehe. too bad i had to wake up. if i had dreams this good all the time, then i'd never get out of bed.
last night's mavs/heat game was horrible. we were up like 13 with 6 minutes left, and we blew it. they won by two measly points, and dirk nowitzki missed a free throw that he usually makes (i mean, he's like 90% from the free throw line). sigh. dallas had better improve, or else they're going to lose the series.
my stocks are going into the shithole. the market as a whole is not doing well, and it hurts to check my portfolio every morning. the only good thing is that i sold my sony stock when i did, because it's much lower now. but i guess i could say that about every other stock i own; i should have sold! *beats himself over the head*
have any one of you guys out there felt a fake boob? what is it like? can you squeeze it and detect the implant? i just thought of that question because last night, i was watching an old jill kelly porn segment. i've seen her more recent stuff, and her boobs must be fake now because in this old video, they were much smaller.
anyways, i've run out of gas. i'm tired. i'm meeting up with old coworkers (one of them is in town from taiwan) at the faultline at 6. time for a beer and some calamari!
howdy! world cup fever has taken over the company. my boss (who's french) was piss off that france didn't win today (they tied switzerland 0-0), and for lunch, they set up this big screen tv for all the people who wanted to watch the brazil/croatia game. i'm not a soccer fan, but i do remember heading to the irish pub (fibbar magee's on castro) every day to watch the games back in 1988.
for lunch, C and i went to mcdonald's, despite the fact that we had jack in the box yesterday. i guess i just wanted a short, cheap meal; i'm not planning on continuing this fast food trend. i did enjoy my fish filet, though, but my double cheeseburger wasn't so good. i must remember to eat the beef items first, as they get nasty when they get cold.
so game 3 of the mavs/heat series is tonight. i'll be curious to see whether shaq can get it together; he only scored 5 points this past sunday. if we can win it, then we'll be up 3-0 with a virtual stranglehold on the series. GO MAVS!
i need a vacation. my last real one was back in 2004, right after i started working here. that's almost two full years!
i had a bout of loneliness a few nights ago. i was lying in bed, and i had this horrible stomach-ache. so i was all curled up in a fetal position, and suddenly i felt this pang of sadness that i had no one to take care of me. *shrug* it went away after my stomach felt better.
my tics are maybe 70% of what they used to be. i still get horrible storms of them, but overall, i think i feel a little better. i'm not sure if it's the increase of depakote, but i'm glad it's not as bad as it used to be. i mean, work stress has been mounting steadily, and normally i'd be having nervous breakdowns or something (*knocks on wood*), but i'm actually hanging in there.
i know i've asked this question before, but i've never gotten any answers. how good does anal sex feel? how does it compare to vaginal sex? i read that 50% of a woman's pelvic nerve endings are in the clitoris, and the other 50% are in the anus, so it's got to feel good, right? *ponder*
i have this little video clip of a black guy with a monstrous schlong having anal sex with this girl. and every once in a while, he pulls out so she can suck on it a little bit. that's just gross to me. i mean, you're tasting your own shit, right? *pukes*
and on that note, i bid you adieu. bye!
hey people. i'm frazzled right now with my work. i know i start off all my entries like this, but you have no idea how much shit is on my plate. everything is going wrong for me at the office.
for lunch, C and i went to jack in the box. i've been a while since i've been there. we both ordered the spicy chicken sandwich; i don't know why i order it, because it isn't spicy at all. i also got curly fries because i was craving them, but when they go cold, they're pretty nasty. all in all, a pretty unsatisfying lunch.
so my mavs are up 2-0. GO MAVS! we're only halfway there, but the games have been pretty fun from my end. although, we were up by 26 or so points last night, and when they chipped away half the lead, i have to admit that i got pretty nervous. i could tell that the crowd in dallas was nervous too, because they got very quiet.
do porn stars (the women) get wet when they're being filmed having sex? i get turned on when i see the guy's schlong all wet with the girl's juices. i shows me that the girl is having a good time instead of just doing her job. however, i don't see a glistening shaft that often, and that's a shame.
anyways, my dad has been pushing me to get an electric toothbrush. what's the best one out there? he recommends one of the braun varieties, but i've only heard good things about sonicare. i get a lot of tartar buildup, so going to the dentist is never fun, and instead of every 6 months, they make me go in every 4. it sucks.
you know what? i'm actually glad it's monday. because it means that i have 5 full days of work to get my shit done. if it were later on in the week, it would mean that i really have to get crunching. but now, i have the feeling that i don't need to be overly stressed about things, because i can sort of take my time doing my tasks. of course, it's never like that, but that's just how i feel.
when nelson and i were watching _cars_, there was this mom with her two daughters. one of them (maybe age 6?) was cute, because she was so into the movie that sometimes she had her hands over her mouth in anticipation of what was to come on the screen. however, the mom also brought her baby, which really pissed me off because she would start crying, and loudly at that. i was pretty annoyed.
the computer-animated movie market is getting saturated. during the previews, there must have been like 5 upcoming movies that were all computer animated. i mean, how do the kids decide what's good or not? pixar films used to be special because they were the only ones of their kind, but now, it seems every studio is looking to cash in. i predict lots of crap movies to come from this genre.
ok, i'm tired now. gonna go home soon.
so friday night, paul, nelson and i went to pho nam for dinner. for those of you who don't know, pho nam is this vietnamese place that's hidden just off lawrence and 101; if you're going to mercado via lawrence, it's on your left along the road.
saturday, i didn't do much during the day, but at night, a group of us went to forbe mill's steakhouse in los gatos to celebrate jay's birthday. it was expensive! my steak was $38, and after appetizers and drinks, the tab (jay didn't pay) was $76 a person. quite pricey, if you ask me. i got the blackened ribeye, and it was ok. i did get a very light buzz from my two jameson's.
sunday, i watched a 3:15 showing of _cars_ with nelson. i thought it was pretty boring, honestly speaking. i think i'd rank is at the worst of the 7 pixar films. *shrug* i don't care much abouts cars, and i thought the movie was too long and slow. funny, though, because both nelson and i thought of _doc hollywood_ as a movie with a similar plot.
afterwards, we met up with paul and aimee at pho nam (again!) for dinner. we were originally going to go to giovanni's for pizza, but they're closed on sundays.
luckily we had an early dinner, because i was itching to go home and watch the mavs/suns game. we blew them out! *cheer* now the mavs are 2-0 in the series as it heads to miami for a 3-game set.
weekends are too short.
hey there people. this has been a crap week at work. none of the tasks i'm assigned are working, yet we're supposed to be "done" now. lots of stress abounds, and it's making me dread going to work. it's time like these when i hate my job and my life. :(
anyways, yesterday, after 3 days of not dumping, i excreted two large logs. but i'm still not regular, and that bothers me. taking a crap used to be a daily thing, and i sort of miss that.
anyways, i have no real plans for the weekend, except for jay's birthday dinner. he's on phase 1 of the south beach diet (in anticipation for gorging himself on food during his upcoming cruise), so that means no carbs. the solution? we're going to steak house. i haven't had steak in a very long time (i don't get steak cravings, not a big fan of the stuff), but if they have a ribeye, i just might order it.
so the mavs game yesterday was pretty good. dwyane wade is pretty fucking amazing, and too bad he's on the other team. so we're up 1-0, with game 2 on sunday. i don't like the 2-3-2 format, because if the lower seed takes one of the first two games, they have a chance to close out the series at home.
speaking of wade, does anyone think he looks like warrick dunn (the NFL running back)?
so three of my friends are about to become professors. i'm impressed with them. teaching is one of those fields that i deem "noble," because you're most likely not doing it for the money. plus, i have this notion that professors are all very educated and stuff, and that is very cool. maybe they even wear glasses! that would make them sexy. yup.
have you ever met a girl who had no idea on how to perform a blowjob? i mean, if you're a girl, how do you learn in the first place? by watching porn? i guess maybe men instruct their girls, i.e. teaching them the technique and telling them what feels good or not. i had a girl ask me once what i liked, and i couldn't put it into words. hm. maybe i should figure that out, because i've never gotten good head in my life. i've actually lost my boner once while a girl was going down on me.
anyways, it's a quarter until 5, and i really need to get out of here. work is sucking my soul out. this weekend couldn't come sooner.
hey people. another stressful day at work. i put in a good two solid hours of hardcore debugging, and i still haven't found the problem yet. man.
so J and i went to A&J's in cupertino village for lunch today. we had to share a table with a pair of people (it was a table of 5), and then a solo person joined our table. it was really lame and awkward. and i was particularly stressed out because i didn't want to tic in front of these strangers at close proximity. plus, i was having a bowl of noodles, and i ate extra carefully to not splash any soup on the table. sigh. sharing tables sucks!
i haven't taken a dump in 3 days, and i still don't feel like there's anything in my bowels. what's wrong with me?
so i was browsing around friendster, and i noticed this one girl who looked ok. i clicked on her profile, and there was this picture of her in a bikini. she had massive cleavage! and i got so moved by that picture that i wrote her a message. i doubt she'll ever write back, but still, i just wanted to share the fact that i appreciate a good set of boobs.
yesterday, paul and nelson and i were planning on having dinner together. paul changed the time to 7:30, and i decided to stay at work so i didn't have to drive home and back out again. i was hella bored, and my coworkers were all wondering what was up with me staying so late at the office. that's not a good sign, that they know that i tend to leave early. i wonder if anybody's complained to my boss that i don't put in enough hours.
speaking of friendster again, i briefly glanced at my bookmarks, and i saw that k4 is now in a relationship. i'm not sure how i feel about that. i mean, i don't like her anymore, but i guess i'm just curious about what type of guy she would want to be with. she's quite the independent free spirit, so i wonder what her boyfriend would be like. k4. man, those were the days, huh? driving up to daly city just to play tennis with her for an hour. i was pretty hooked!
how do jade artisans make such intricate objects? do they use chisels? how do they manipulate the jade? my coworker W has some jade objects he got from china, and they're pretty intricate. *ponder*
i think it's time to retire my green steve madden shoes. they stink! so much so that paul and leeya's pug puppy likes to play with them. they make my feet and socks stink, and that's only after a few hours of having them on. maybe i need to go shoe shopping.
ok, i've had (yet another) stressful day. time to go home.
hey people. i'm stressed out. work hasn't been going well; i have a shitload of things to look at, and nothing seems to be working. arrrgh!
have you guys ever said "i love you" too soon? i am the king of doing that. i once said it to a girl (k1) two days into our relationship. we were making out, and i just whispered it to her in the middle. *embarrassed* and in all the times i've said it for the first time, i've never gotten it back.
i fall in love pretty easily. however, i haven't had a fixation on a girl for a while now. maybe i'm just getting old or something, you know, how your heart dies as you age. i haven't felt that excitement in my heart for a long time now.
does anyone use sitemeter? they have an ad that features a "fart button" with the tagline of "press it. you know you want to." what does that button do? i'm afraid to press it at work, but it's so tempting. farts are so amusing. :)
lately, i've rediscovered mu shu pork. i've had it twice in the last month, and it's pretty damn good! i never thought it was an authentic chinese dish, but who cares if it's that tasty. we ordered it today when we went to milpitas for lunch, and i thought it was really good, even without the wrap and the sauce.
my stomach has really shrunk. i've lost about 7 pounds or so, and usually, i just eat one meal a day. i get a little hungry late at night, but i just deal with it and go to sleep.
speaking of sleep, i had a really good session last night. perhaps it was because i got up at 5am to send off my dad, but my sleep was really solid. i remember dreaming about hugging an old acquaintance (she was a girl) who had a bald head, and later on, i saw her with hair, and it turned out she was wearing a cap with fake hair. and they were laughing at me.
i really need this project at work to be over with. after it's done, i'm going to take a few days off and just chill out at home. memorial day's 3-day weekend really did wonders to my tourette's, and even though i'm still ticcing, i'm not getting all the anxiety that used to come with the disorder.
my dad's funny. he set up all these wireless webcams in various places (both our houses and his office) so he can watch people come in and out. he can access the live feeds over the internet. what a voyeur! luckily he didn't ask me to install one, or else my naked time would be highly compromised. ha!
so are you guys excited about the world cup? i don't watch soccer (i get bored), but in back in 1998, i used to go to the irish pub on castro every day to watch the games during lunch. and during last year's world cup, i tried to stay awake until 4am to watch the finals, but i wound up crashing and not being able to wake up.
ok, i have a headache. time to go.
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.
shit. i typed a whole entry, and accidentally lost it all. the most important points are thusly:
my dad's coming to visit for a day! i'm very excited. i haven't seen him in forever. i love my parents, and even though i took them for granted when i was younger, i now relish the opportunity to see them. sigh. i love my parents, and i know that the times we'll be together are limited.
also, i also talked about how it's a total turn-on when i know a girl i like is on the pill. why? because that means i can have unprotected sex with her! (assuming she doesn't have an STD) i love coming inside a girl. and in porn in many cases, the guy pulls out at the end and pops his load inside a girl's mouth. where's the pleasure in that?
i'm trying to enjoy _so you think you can dance_, the second season on fox (thursday nights). but i just can't get into it. i mean, i like the hip hop and breakdancing, but the lyrical shit? what that all about? one girl said that her dance was about a story from her life. huh?
i had lunch with mia today in cupertino village. we went to southland taste, and i got my usual ground pork rice. i'm starting to get sick of that stuff. but the last time i got something different, it was horrible. so i am back with my safety food. hm. i do need some variety (remember what i said earlier in the week), but sometimes safey is better. you don't get disappointed as often when you stick with the things you know are good, right?
is anybody else on orkut getting strange friend requests? just now, i got one from the dude named "vampire of horror." and i get a lot of people from brazil wanting to be my friend. wtf?
ok, that's about as far as i can remember. there was more, but i'm too lazy to dig them back out of my brain. it's just past 5, and i gotta check on a sim before i leave. have a great weekend, folks!
hey people. i'm really glad it's thursday already. there's a lot of pressure and stress at the company lately, because we're behind on a milestone. i can sense the tension at the office.
i had insomnia last night again. i blame it on the heat. in the end, i relied on a cigarette to make me sleepy again. man, i'm smoking a lot.
for dinner (which i don't eat anymore on weekdays), adam and i went to los charros and grabbed wet burritos. i only finished about 80% of it, and i was absolutely stuffed at the end. we took our usual walk afterwards. it's nice to take walks after lunch; it helps me feel better, especially after such a huge meal.
i'm getting a massage today. whoopee! i know there are cheaper places (jay and margaret go to this one place in fremont), but i'm set on my massage lady. that's sort of the way i am; once i find something good, i stick with it. this also applies to eating; i order the same thing most of the time. i guess you could say that i don't get much variety in my life. isn't variety the spice of life?
my feet are sweating more than usual. maybe my shoes don't breathe well or something. but at work, i find myself going shoeless for stretches at a time. i don't like the way my socks stick to my feet. good thing we're in cubicles, so people can't smell my stinky feet.
sometimes i wonder how my doctor friends survived residency. i mean, being on call for like 36 hours straight, and still expecting to be able to perform surgeries and stuff like that... i astounds me. plus, they work when they're sick, too. the moment i feel sick, i call in to the office and tell them that i'm going to be at home resting. i am so weak compared to them.
so the national spelling bee competition is being broadcast tonight on ABC. since when did this become a national spectacle? i know that there have been a couple movies about it, but i find the whole thing pretty boring. yes, the kids are amazing, but to actually sit down and watch kids spell ridiculously complex words? *snore*
really, though. i think english is the only language with such a wide variety of crazy words. that's why i think english is the coolest (and toughest) language; it's definitely colorful, don't you think?
ok, that's enough for today. bye!