i was craving dim sum today. so C and J took me out for my birthday to get some. at first we went to saigon harbor, but that place was jam packed. so we drove to milpitas and ate a mayflower. that place has better variety anyways, and i got my favorite stuff: turnip cake and leek boxes.
i had terrible sleep last night. i slept fine until about 3am or so, but then i was up for about 1.5 to 2 hours. i got fed up when i noticed it was almost 5am, so i took 2 xanax and it knocked me out. i feel like shit today, though.
so _the class_ made me very sad. poor richie. i understand lina's perspective about richie lying to her, but she just couldn't forgive him. sigh. i guess lying about already being married is a big thing, huh? but now richie has nowhere to go. *sobs*
i thought last night's episode of _how i met your mother_ was pretty funny. the whole "slap bet" concept was hilarious. and robin's pop video was amusing as well. i think cobie smulders is so hot. she's not super skinny, and she's got some meat on her bones, and i like that. sort of like how i really like jennifer aniston in the early seasons of _friends_. after she got super-skinny, i stopped liking her.
oh. during dim sum today, i ticced really hard, and i hit my cup of tea. it spilled into my crotch, and it looked like i pissed all over myself. how fucking embarrassing. tourette's really sucks sometimes. :( at least it wasn't scalding hot, so i didn't burn my penis.
what kind of wine goes with turkey? red or white? i'm thinking of bringing my last bottle of simi 1999 cabernet to alan's place for thanksgiving. it's a red wine, and it was ranked #81 on the top 100 wines a few years back. i've had it before, and it's pretty good, despite the fact that i really don't like wine at all, so that's saying something.
some of the guys are going bowling tonight. i am passing because i need my sleep on weekdays. and besides, the thought of bowling still leaves a bad taste in my mouth because one of my bowling shoes got stolen when my car was broken into a few years ago. i mean, wtf, who the hell steals ONE bowling shoe? that's just mean. fyi, my shoes were expensive, and they were beautiful.
ok, time for my 5pm cigarette.