yo, whassup. i'm bummed that it's monday, especially since last week was only a three-day workweek. facing five days of working seems like a daunting task now.
for lunch, C, J and i went to milpitas for lunch. i love long lunches, especially since i've freed up a bit at work. we went to this place in milpitas square called "chez mayflower." i didn't remember it being there, so maybe it's new? anyways, i ordered my favorite cantonese dish, beef and egg over rice. the egg isn't well-done or anything; it's all slippery and stuff. could be a source for salmonella, i'm sure, but i've never gotten sick eating it.
what's the most you've ever paid for a pair of jeans? i think for me, it was around $80 or so, back when girbaud (sp?) was popular. however, since i don't really care about how the jeans accentuate my ass or anything, these days, a simple pair of gap jeans suits me just fine. that's like $40 or so. i'm just asking because i recently heard that one girl got a pair for like $190! that's rather exorbitant, if you ask me. but hey, if they fit you like a dream, then go for it.
are there people who actually enjoy running? i find it a terrible, tortuous activity. i gain no sense of accomplishment or joy from doing it. alan has been asking me if i want to run a 5K race sometime. and while i'm sure that i could easily train and do it, i simply have no desire to do so.
i am a lazy ass. i see some friends of mine who have run marathons or completed triathlons, and i say, "wow." i need to get off my ass and play some tennis and basketball, which are sports that i semi-enjoy. motivation! i need some!
do you guys remember biore pore perfect strips? i could use some of those. in fact, i have a small pack of them at home, but they're like 5 years old. do they go bad? i'm rubbing my nose right now, and my fingers are getting all greasy and stuff. and i can squeeze out little white oil squiggles. ick.
in the past 3-4 nights, i've dreamt of past women in my life (namely, k1 and k3). i don't know why they keep popping into my dreams. in some way, i like it, because it's like they're part of my life again, but then again, they are so *not* a part of my real life. sigh. i miss them both, and i feel even worse about it because i'm the reason why they don't talk to me anymore.
ok. that's it for today. gonna have my 5pm smoke now.
man, i really wasted my weekend, except for friday night.
friday night, we had a 15-person dinner in union city for geoff and leeya's birthdays. we were supposed to go to texas roadhouse, but they said the wait was 2.5-3 hours. so we changed our plans to the nearby tony roma's. but some of the people who came insisted that texas roadhouse was worth the wait, so we changed our minds again.
greg, cheryl and i hit the bar while everyone else went to borders books. i actually had a good time chatting with the other two while drinking my jameson. (i had three whiskey's that night: two jameson's and one maker's mark, and it gave me a headache and no buzz.) but after 2.5 hours, they still couldn't set us all, so in the end, we all got split up despite having waited so long. we raised a big stink about it.
but the food was really good. the ribs were fall-off-the-bone tender, and the green beans weren't bad either. i normally don't get ribs because they're messy, but i got to eat them without using my hands, they were so tender. we got out of dinner at around 11pm, and headed to tap ex for some pearl tea drinks. we stayed there until closing at midnight.
and that was pretty much it as far as social activities. saturday and sunday, i stayed home all day (got in some naked time on sunday afternoon during the world cup), except for some quick dinner with friends. i had togo's with alan and ting on saturday, hoping to catch _pirates_ (but it was sold out). and i had pho with nelson on sunday.
sunday, i tried the spicy chicken crunch wrap supreme at taco bell for a late lunch, and it was decent. it was soggier than i imagined, but it was still sorta tasty. i don't know if i'll get it again, though; i think once is enough.