hey peeps. i'm still smiling about stanford's win over UCLA last night. we're ranked #23 in the AP poll. let's hope we can beat gonzaga wednesday night and avenge our loss to cal earlier in the year. go cardinal!
today was R's going away lunch. sigh. sad to see a good engineer go. we went to pedro's in santa clara. i ordered a $9 flauta. yup. just one. expensive stuff. and it wasn't very good, either. i was kind of disappointed when i found out that the lunch was at pedro's, because i had gone there a few times before and remembered that the food wasn't that good. oh well.
i sat next to another ex-coworker, nishit. he was all bundled up because he had a cold. i shook his hand, and i tried really hard not to put that hand anywhere near my mouth or my face. i hope i don't catch what he has, because being sick really sucks. i guess we'll see in a few days.
i found out at lunch from my super-well-connected friend (i have no idea how she does it) that some of my ex-coworkers at gfn are going to be very rich in a few years. they joined a cisco spinoff that will be bought back, similar to the andiamo deal a few years back. lucky bastards. they should have given me a call. rats. hehe.
this morning, when i got out of bed, i sat on the toilet and instantly started pissing out of both holes. it was an interesting feeling, like i was a water balloon and somebody pricked me in two spots simultaneously. the thing with this diarrhea that i have now is that i get a lot of small floating pieces, and they don't go all the way down when i flush, so i have to flush multiple times to completely clear the bowl. it's annoying.
there are lot of january birthdays. you know what that means: spring sex! haha. anyways, tonight i'm taking william out to dinner, although his birthday is actually tomorrow.
do you guys feel sick if you don't get enough sleep? i do. i get waves of nausea if i get up too early. like this morning. i was lucky that i didn't throw up my medication; i've done that before, and it's kind of gross to see half-melted capsules come back up, and i have to swallow them back down. ick.
so i read that barbaro, the racehorse, had to be euthanized after a long struggle with his health. sad story. my question is... what do they do with a horse corpse? do they bury horses? turn them into glue? cremate them?
ok. time for my smoke.
friday, i had dinner with alan and ting at red robin. of course, i got the royal red, in all its fried egg glory. paul later told me that he had eaten there twice and gotten sick both times, but that had never happened to me. hm. i had taken my medication (including my sleep-inducing seroquel) before dinner, so by the end of it, i was pretty drowsy, so i headed home right afterwards.
saturday, i had burgers again with paul at st. john's. i got the cajun burger, and it was pretty spicy and good. afterwards, i went to the optometrist at westgate mall (near the REI) on saratoga ave. the assistant there was pretty hot! she had too much makeup on, but still, she had a good face. i picked out my frames as well. they were versace, black plastic and all. they looked pretty cool, but i didn't like the fact that they said "versace" pretty boldly on the side, but i didn't have the energy to look at other places, so i just got them. my prescription changed quite a bit; i now have astigmatism in both eyes now.
i went home, took a nap to the syracuse/louisville basketball, and then headed over to paul's place for dinner. he made his patented rotisserie chicken/pesto pasta, and afterwards, we went to tap-ex for some pearl tea. i got mike's favorite drink there, yogurt green tea. it was pretty good, i think i'll get that from now on instead of the earl grey that i usually get. all four other people there brought their laptops, so i got kinda bored, so i left at around 9 and just went to bed.
sunday, i headed over to alan's place and joined him as he walked his dog rylie. afterwards, i went home, watched last week's _the OC_, and headed over to maples to watch the stanford/UCLA game with jack and his son anthony. man, it was such an awesome game. UCLA was ranked #2, and they were up by as much at 17 points in the first half. afflalo was on fire, and he had 17 points in the first half, and we were down by 12 points at halftime. i was ready to go home by then, convinced that we were headed for a blowout.
but the second half was a totally different story. out defense picked up, and afflalo was held in check, scoring only 5 points. anthony goods and lawrence hill picked up the scoring for us, and what do you know, we FUCKING WON! i had never seen maples so loud, and the crowd was totally into it. once we took the lead, there was this crazy energy in the place, and i got completely nervous. i was literally shaking, and jack and i watched the game standing up. jack was bouncing, too, holding anthony in his arms. when the buzzer sounded, the crowd stormed the court, and i breathed a sigh of relief. i couldn't stop smiling when i got home. what a fucking game!