hey people. we're having cheesesteak monday again. i'm tempted to get my usual whiskey at st. john's (bushmill's on the rocks), but i'm sort of whiskey'ed out. i never thought i'd say that, seeing as how i love whiskey, but since i puked on friday night, i'm sort of averse to the stuff now, at least for a while.
man, i've lost a lot of respect for terrell owens. he spit in his opponent's face during saturday's game, and that's just wrong in my book. it is an unacceptable gesture, and he got fined $35,000 for it.
i got spit in the face before. we were driving back home from the city, and we were on van ness. i was sitting in the back seat with the window down, and this punk girl was crossing the street. when she passed by our car, she just hocked this loogie and spat it at my face. i was pretty stunned. bitch!
i had lunch with my ex-coworker william today. he's happy at his new place, and i am glad that he's enjoying his new job. he had a thankless position back when he worked at my company, so i'm happy for him. we went to chez mayflower in milpitas, btw. remind me never to get any chow fun-based dish there... it's simply too much noodle to deal with.
it's still a huge mystery to me why i've been having major diarrhea these past weeks. i think it's the herbal shit that my mom's been pushing on me. my guess is that these capsules contain a ton of fiber or something. anyways, today's dump was no different: pissing out of my asshole. ugh.
it's been cold these past few days. yesterday and today, i woke up to find my place to be a chilling 52 degrees. !! my PG&E bill doubled from last month, and my guess is that it'll get even higher next month. it's ok, though; i'll gladly pay more to be warm instead of shivering at home. and yes, i am still sleeping naked. :)
have you guys had a wet dream before? i've never had one. how does it feel? when you blow your wad, can you feel it in your sleep? or is it like, you wake up to find a puddle of spunk on your stomach and have no idea how it got there?
i've had moments with my ex where i'll undress them while i'm still sleeping. haha. like, she'll wake up and find that she's not wearing underwear anymore. i guess i must have gotten horny in my sleep, and i'll tear off their clothes and fall back asleep or something. i've never woken up and started humping the girl, though. that would be fun. :)
ok. it's almost cheesesteak time. bye!
so friday night was greg and cheryl's big holiday party. first, paul, leeya and i had a quick dinner at southland taste before heading over there. at the party, i had a quick three whiskey's (jameson) and a sip or two of cognac (hennesey VSOP), and i felt a little bit sick afterwards.
there were 30 gifts, and i drew #30, so i picked last. most of the cool gifts were locked down (i.e. stolen a maximum number of three times), so i stole this knife/plier set that i didn't want. oh well. we left at like 12:30, but before i got in my car and went home, i puked outside paul's house. i felt much better after that. i don't know what was wrong, because i can usually handle much more alcohol than that.
saturday, nelson and i had lunch at original pancake house. afterwards, we went to mikeC's house and just watched some tv. i passed out (must have been the pancakes), and then we had dinner (half off hamburgers!) at st. john's, where we watched the second half of the cowboys/falcons game. the cowboys won in a high scoring affair (38-28), so i was happy. we went to fry's afterwards, and then called it a night.
sunday, i got up early (i.e. 10am) and drove up to foster city to jeremy's brunch at chevy's. i didn't get to talk to jeremy much, as he was at the other end of the table. i hung out mostly at my end of the table with kate and jack and jack's cute son anthony. afterwards, i drove to mallory's house and rang her doorbell. she didn't answer, which worried me a lot. after about 9 months of calling, e-mailing, and IM'ing, i still haven't been able to contact her, so i wonder what's happened to her.
after that, i drove to santana row and met up with grace, geoff, paul, etc. and hung out for a bit. later, i went home and watched some football and got caught up on last week's _the office_ and _scrubs_. i dunno, but this season's scrubs isn't as funny or interesting as previous seasons. i'm simply not enjoying the show as much as i have been. maybe the writing isn't as good? *shrug*
for dinner, paul, leeya, nelson and i met up at king noodle (formerly TK noodle) in sunnyvale and had a quick dinner before i rushed home to watched the two hour season finale of _survivor_. i'm not going to spoil anything for ting and alan (who might read this blog), but let's just say that i was really happy for the winner.
and that was that. now i just gotta get through this week of work before the winter break. yippee!