i think i broke my schlong. i was taking a shower last night, and when i pulled my foreskin back, i noticed a sharp stinging sensation. rats. i hope this isn't a serious condition; if it lasts, i'll have to make an appointment with a urologist or something. ouchie!
i had lunch by myself today. my usual lunch buddies C and J both sent out e-mails saying they weren't available to eat, and my backup A had a demo for some customers. so i just went downstairs for a $2 tuna salad sandwich. it was actually kind of freshing; i hadn't had a tuna sandwich in a long time, and it was quite good, even though it was on wheat bread. i am a white bread kind of guy, fyi.
so tonight, i've got a scheduling conflict on tv. there's _american idol_, and there's the stanford game vs. gonzaga, which should be a good one. i think what i'll wind up doing is taping AI and watching the game. go cardinal! we're currently a 7th seed in joe lunardi's bracketology tournament projection. that's pretty good, considering he didn't even have us in the tournament the last time he updated his bracket. let's hope we can keep on winning.
i'm supposed to have dinner with dj tonight in downtown palo alto. we usually go to hyderabad house (indian food), and i'm looking forward to chowing down on some bhindi masala (okra). i love okra! and they make it good there, although the last time we got it, it was a tad too salty.
i found out today that one of my ex's has a kid now. pretty amazing. the last time i saw her in person, she was a big drinker and big smoker. i wonder how hard it was for her to give up those two, especially the smoking. anyways, i'm happy for her. congrats!
so today's my neighbor's last day at the office. he's gone already, and i am sad to see him go. he is perhaps the most soft-spoken engineer i have ever worked with. i heard from my boss that he was unhappy here for a long time, but i never heard him vocalize it at all. oh well. i guess sometimes the quiet ones are the unhappiest ones, huh? anyways, i wish him well, and i hope to cross paths with him in the future.
have you guys ever had shower sex? as good as that may sound, i think it's highly overrated. first of all, water is a bad lubricant. and second, many showers aren't big enough for sex. at my first place out of college, i had a good shower because it had a ledge, so that the girl could sit down, and i could have sex with her in a forward lunging position. the problem, though, was that my legs would start to burn, so once, i gave up because i was so tired. haha. she was sad for me, though, so she made me finish the job.
ok. i'm out of steam today. gonna go out for a smoke.
so for lunch, we went to crazy buffet for the first time. it's a chinese food buffet, with seafood and sushi and other stuff for $8. not bad, although i only ate one plate. i'm not a buffet person, since i don't eat much anymore. but i think it's worth trying out at least once.
i am getting a TON of hits. i had been averaging about 200 a weekday, but yesterday, i got 400+. !! it's not from more regular readers, but from a lot of people looking for pictures of "perfect ass" and "kate beckinsale." i haven't gotten this many hits since before my blog died back in 2004, when i was the #1 hit for the phrase "cameltoe." i wonder what changed.
i still don't have super bowl plans yet. i am rooting for peyton manning, and i am hoping that rex grossman and the chicago bears defense has a bad day. i like peyton a lot, and i think it's time that he earns a super bowl ring. anyways, i'm excited to watch the game, although i'm also sad that the football season is coming to an end. this is the last meaningful game for me, as i don't really give a shit about the pro bowl. i might watch it just to see if tony romo does well, but i think the pro bowl is sort of a joke.
when did eyeglasses get so expensive? my pair cost me just over $500 before discount. luckily, pearlevision gave me a 30% discount for a AAA membership. damn. i'm sort of scared that my new glasses will still give me a headache, though, because of the new astigmatism that i've developed. i remember that when i first got astigmatism, rectangles appeared irregular when i put on my new glasses, and i got monster headaches from that. we shall see, i guess.
greg's birthday dinner is coming up this weekend. we're going to cantankerous fish in mountain view. i went there for my birthday a few years ago, and i remember the food wasn't so good. i don't really like fish a whole lot, either. hopefully they'll have scallops, which is always a safe bet for me. i also hope they'll have whiskey. i haven't had a nice glass of whiskey in a while.
i wonder how much more i could sleep if i didn't have windows in my bedroom, so my room was completely dark. i'm pretty sensitive to light, so the moment the sun comes out, i wake up. i can usually fall back to sleep, but it's hard to get back into deep sleep.
when i take a leak in public bathrooms, i make it a point not to have wandering eyes. i stare straight ahead. when i was at the stanford basketball game on sunday, i had to take a piss before i went to the stands. and to my left was this black dude. when he finished, he started shaking his dong, and out of the corner of my eye, i couldn't help but notice this big dark thing flapping about. man, his schlong must have been huge. the only thought i had was, "dude, congrats. your wife must be happy."
ok, that's it for today. bye!
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!
boy, do i feel sick today. we went to e-noodle in milpitas for lunch, and i was very excited to get my leek boxes. however, they made them VERY greasy today, and after eating all three of them, i felt like puking afterwards. even now, i feel pretty queasy. ick.
so last night's stanford/USC basketball game was awesome. brook lopez had an amazing game, recording a triple double with 18 points, 11 rebounds, and TWELVE blocks. fucking amazing! now, it's onto UCLA on sunday night, and i'll be in the stands cheering for the cardinal.
so a stanford grad student went missing a few days ago, and they apparently found her body in the trunk of her car in santa rosa. the police say that signs point to a suicide. that's very sad. this girl was very bright, from MIT, and she passed her qual's and all that. sigh. poor girl, i wonder what made her want to kill herself.
i still feel like puking. i used to throw up a lot; it made me feel a lot better whenever i felt nauseated. did you know that i can yack on demand? i don't need to stick my finger down my throat or anything; all i need is to heave a few times, and i can puke. i will always remember being in japan and demonstrating it after dinner (russian food) for my friend dj, and both of us laughing our asses off afterwards. yes, i am proud of this talent.
so my boss wants us in by 9:30 on monday mornings. i am not very happy with this. i get in at 10:30, and this means i get one hour less sleep on sunday nights. rats. the reason he wants us in is because he needs us on standby during a 9:30 staff meeting just in case he wants to call one of us in for an update.
has there ever been a quadruple double in basketball before? i know there's been tons of triple doubles before, most commonly points, rebounds and assists. but a quadruple double would be quite an achievement.
alan tried really hard this week to get us stanford peeps together. unfortunately, it fell through because none of us could figure out a time when we were all free. the problem is that some of us have kids and family around and stuff like that. i wonder when the bowling gang will be like that; so far, none of us have kids, so we're all fairly flexible and free at this point in our lives, so hanging out has been pretty easy.
i think my tics have given me a concussion or something. my head throbs when i tic, and i have a constant headache. every night, before i go to sleep, i've been taking 2 advil gelcaps. ugh. *RAAR*
ok. time for a smoke. have a great weekend folks!
so i deviated from my usual at spice islands today. C and i went there for lunch, and i decided to get something different from my standard chow kueh teow (with no bean sprouts). i got the singaporean vermicelli instead, and it wasn't very good. sigh. i've had bad luck with ordering new dishes from what's tried and true, so that teaches me a lesson.
so tonight's a big game: stanford vs. #25 USC. and as it happens, both _the office_ and _scrubs_ are repeats, so i'll tape _the OC_ and watch the game wtihout any distractions. i hope we win! go cardinal! also, in the morning and part of the afternoon, a picture of stanford's lawrence hill was on the front page of espn.com. we're getting press! unfortunately, we're not in the tournament in joe lunardi's current bracketology, but hopefully we'll play well enough down the stretch to make into this year's NCAA tourney. *crosses fingers*
so i have a question for all you _american idol_ buffs. so in every city, thousands and thousands of people turn out for the auditions. but only a fraction of them make it to the judges. so who determines who gets to audition in front of randy, simon and paula? there must be an intermediary judging process, right? can someone enlighten me on this?
i feel guilty today. i was all set to play basketball today, but i bailed at the last minute and went to have lunch with C instead. i know my new year's resolution was to get exercise, but so far, it's almost the end of january, and i've only made it out to the courts once. i know i desperately need to get some cardio action, with my lazy lifestyle and all the smoking and stuff. ok, next week. i promise!
i love sleep. i've been sleeping very well latey. do you guys have a preferred side when you sleep? i can only fall sleep on my right side. when i go to bed, i lounge around on my left side a bit while i listen to sportscenter. i catch up on the latest sports news and such for a bit, and when i'm all good and ready to get some shuteye, i roll over, hug my pillow, and within half an hour or so, i'm conked out. it's great.
the problem is, though, is that i'm still 100% dependent on my seroquel for sleep. i haven't tried not taking it, though. the last time i purposely didn't take seroquel, i wound up lying in bed for like FIVE hours, unable to fall asleep. it was horrible. my psych told me buy a pill cutter and take half of a pill and stuff to wean me off of it, but i haven't gone out and bought it yet. and where do i buy a pill cutter anyway?
i'm getting a massage today. i can't wait. they feel really good, but i wish i could enjoy them more. what i mean is that my mind wanders on all sorts of random topics when i'm getting a massage, and i wish i could really focus in on how good they feel instead of thinking about other stuff.
ok. time for a smoke, and i'm off soon.
i had this gruesome dream this morning. i was watching a football game live, and the running back got tackled. once he hit the ground, his hands and feet broke off. pretty sick. i couldn't get the image out of my head as i got out of bed and got dressed. ick.
i feel ill from my lunch. A and i went to la bamba (my suggestion), and i got my usual item: carnitas quesadilla with extra cheese. i have to remind myself not to get the extra cheese. i mean, i really like cheese, but it's just too much. i felt like puking afterwards, and now i'm drinking extra fluids to help wash it down.
so espn ranked all 80 super bowl teams. the 1992 dallas cowboys were ranked #4. hrmph. my project lead forwarded me an e-mail with the link just as i was browsing it online, and he was proud to point out that the 1989 49ers were #1. he's a die hard niners fan, and from time to time he never fails to mention that his team has won all the super bowls it's been to. it's cool, though, because we both went to stanford, so we are both loyal cardinal fans.
so it looks like i'll be going to the stanford/UCLA basketball game this weekend with jack. i'm pretty nervous, because UCLA is ranked #2. we could very well get clobbered. but i have some faith that it'll be a good, well-played game, because even though we lost to arizona and oregon (two highly ranked teams), we actually held our own and even led during parts of the games. we'll see.
so i noticed on this past monday's intro to _the class_ that one of the cast members was gone. what happened to the reporter woman? (the one who killed the bunny and who had a daughter named oprah) did they just drop her because she had no storyline?
ok. time to put this one to rest. i'm having major writer's block.
so my comment about snowballing seems to have generated a little bit of buzz. so my new question is: how many of you women out there swallow after giving a blowjob? is it gross to you? personally, i don't think it should be. i've tasted my own spunk before, and i have no problems with it. i mean, it doesn't have a bad taste to it, but it's not like my favorite thing to swallow either. but i don't mind it. *shrug*
one of my favorite porn clips involves a girl riding a guy until he gives her a nice creampie. after he blows his wad, she keeps going until his spooge drips out of her vadge. it's pretty hot stuff, i must say. i think it's happened to me once or twice, and it feels really *nice*. it's quite a feeling to come while not having to do any work, so you can concentrate on how good the orgasm itself feels.
so people at my company have been leaving left and right, but so far, my team has remained intact. well, not any more. i just learned today that someone from my team is leaving at the end of the month. i'm pretty bummed out, since i like the guy. and moreover, the first thing i thought was, "who's going to take over his work?" sigh. i hope it's not me, because this guy designed a piece of complicated stuff. and he's also in charge of some other stuff too that i don't quite understand. man. i wonder if there's something bad brewing here that i don't know about that's making people leave. maybe it's time that i start looking to jump ship too.
so my parents are flying back to taiwan today. i am very thankful that my mom made the trip out to the US and back in one piece. remember that her health isn't very good, so i am happy that she didn't have any major issues. it sucks, seeing your parents grow old. and fyi, yesterday was my dad's 57th birthday. we never celebrate his birthday, but i gave him a call anyway. for the longest time, we all thought it was on 1/20, so we were two days off. he never said anything until i asked him last year.
one thing i always enjoy doing after a dump is looking at the results i've pooped out. the problem is, nowadays, is that i excrete so much liquid that the water becomes cloudy, and i can't see what's at the bottom of the bowl. FIE!
one of my coworkers went to vegas over the weekend. he said that among other things (like gambling and eating at buffets), he went to a topless show. i didn't ask him the details, but what do these topless shows entail? women in fancy costumes bearing their breasts and prancing about onstage? as much as i love breasts, i think this could get a little boring. hm. maybe not. i *do* love breasts. :)
hey peeps. not much going on today. just another monday, i guess.
re: snowballing. it's not that gross, is it? i think it's far better than rimming. there's nothing bad about tasting your own spunk, if you're a guy. i think snowballing is a rather intimate act, and kind of sexy, imho. it's just juice! :)
so it's all set. i'm flying down to LA with mikeC for geoff's wedding. i think i have a 9am flight, so that means i have to get up hella early. damn. i can't remember the last time i had to get up that early, and it's gonna hurt.
every time i go on a flight, i have to buy a disposable lighter. the last time i brought my zippo, it got confiscated. damn airport security. when i went to LA for christmas break, i bought a lighter for a buck and stashed it with my check-in luggage. luckily, it passed through the x-ray machine ok, and they didn't take it. i'll have to do it again this time as well. it's such a pain to be a smoker.
i've come to realize that i'm a picky eater. i used to pride myself on the fact that i wasn't one. hm. but i've discovered that i don't like basil, bell peppers, cilantro, and bean sprouts. and lo and behold, they're all vegetables. ha!
when i was a kid, my dad used to force feed me things that i didn't like. one of those things was swiss cheese. he used to make me eat swiss cheese by itself. yup. no swiss cheese in sandwiches, just plain. it was horrible. his theory was that if i kept eating it, i would grow to tolerate it. interesting theory, huh?
so bill parcells retired today. not sure what to make of it. i don't know if he's just tired, or maybe he's sick of having to deal with having terrell owens on his team. either way, i'm sad to see him leave; i think he's a good coach, and the team let him down this year. sigh. i hope the cowboys find a good replacement and do better next year.
i'm just not hungry these days. i haven't been eating much, and my weight loss has been rather dramatic. a few years ago, my peak weight was 202. now, i'm around 155. that's a difference of *47* pounds! man, i could market myself for a diet program. and the thing is, my stomach has totally shrunk, and i no longer crave food like i used to. and i can't eat as much, either. gone are the days where i could eat a whole pizza, or eat three plates of food at indian buffets.
ok. time for a smoke, and time to head home soon.
let's see... friday night, i had dinner with nelson at pizza chicago. of course, we got the great chicago fire (the only pizza we order these days), but i forgot to ask for no cilantro. i wound up picking the cilantro off, but i couldn't get all of the stuff off. ugh, i HATE cilantro! but still, the pizza was good, but i was stuffed after three slices. afterwards, i went to paul's house and hung around for a bit before going home.
saturday, i had gyro's with nelson at yassou in cupertino. then, we went to stanford shopping center. i went to prospectacle's to see if they still carried my frames, but hope was slim, as my glasses were seven years old. and yeah, they were discontinued, so i'm gonna have to get a new prescription and look for new frames. what should my new look be? i'm still partial to black plastic, so we'll see. nelson looked at suits for a bit, and upon leaving macy's men's, he instantly spied a green calvin klein sweater that he tried on and bought. it looked good on him, and it was a sweet impulse buy.
i went home, watched the previous thursday's _the OC_, and watched as much of the stanford/oregon state men's basketball game as i could before i had to leave for jimmy's birthday dinner. we got him a bottle of patron reposado tequila. dinner was at the campbell sonoma chicken coop, and despite knowing that their chicken alfredo pasta was bad, i got it anyway. and yes, it was tasteless, and the chicken was dry. oh well. at least i got a glass of jameson, which was refreshing and good.
sunday, i woke up just in time to catch the 4th quarter of the mavericks/heat game, which the mavericks won. :) but then again, shaq didn't play, so it wasn't that much of a victory. then, it was time for the saints/bears game. the saints had way too many turnovers (4), and they got clobbered.
i drove to san mateo to jeremy's place (he's a big patriots fan, having grown up in new hampshire) to watch the patriots/colts game. it was fun watching it with a true fan, because every time the pats looked like they were about to make a big play, he would get up off the couch. cute. but man, it was a close game, and the colts won. i didn't have the heart to tell jeremy that i was actually rooting for peyton manning, but i did give him my condolences.
on my drive back, i called up leeya, and i joined her, paul and mikeC for a late dinner at mayflower in milpitas. there was a wedding reception going on in the back of the restaurant, so half of the place was closed off. and that was that. i went home, took a shower, watched sportscenter, and dozed off.
there's no football next weekend, and nelson's gone for a ski trip, so it'll be interesting to see how i spend those two days.
even though stanford lost yesterday to oregon, i am proud of the way we played. we were up 8 points with about 10 minutes left. we held our ground against a top-10 ranked team, and that was a good sign. we just fouled way too much; i think oregon had like 30+ free throws. next week will be another good test for us; we face UCLA and USC, both of which are good teams. let's hope we can do well at home against those two teams.
i have got to get new glasses. these old frames are giving me headaches every day. i've resorted to taking two advil every night to get rid of the headaches. i'm going to stop by stanford shopping center this weekend to see if they still carry my matsuda's so i can just swap out the lenses. otherwise, i'm going to have to go to my optometrist to get a new prescription.
one of my favorite sex positions is having the girl on a countertop of some sort. that way, i can see what's going on down south. i have two porn clips of that type of action: one of lexus on a washing machine, and one of kira kener on a gurney. both of them are pretty good. and in my experience, the cool thing about that position is that when i'm about to blow my wad, the girl can just hop off, and i can pop in her mouth. hot stuff! snowball! haha
so since GFN (my last company) got bought out by cisco, i have to make a full distribution of my 401(k) and deposit it into my account here at my current company. so they're cutting me a huge check and mailing it to me. i'm sort of nervous about that, because a live check for a pretty big sum of money is going through the mail. what if it gets lost? that's a huge amount of $$$! i'm going to keep my fingers crossed and hope for the best. i'd hate to see almost ten years of savings go down the drain.
so last night's episode of _scrubs_ was a musical. i had high expectations, but in the end, it disappointed. i guess i was hoping for the brilliance of the _buffy_ musical episode, which was truly a stroke of genius. i even bought the soundtrack. joss whedon is the man. i dunno, though; _scrubs_ just isn't good this season. i get to compare it every night to the old episodes, which are syndicated all over the place. it just doesn't have the edge like it used to.
i am highly looking forward to sleep tonight; i was woken up this morning to the footsteps of men walking on the roof outside my window. they're painting the entire townhouse complex this week and next, and my unit was chosen (among others) today. i hope they didn't peek in the window and see me naked!
so which teams are you rooting for in this weekend's NFL games? i'm rooting for the saints and the colts. the saints are a good story, and i think it's time tony dungy and peyton manning went to the super bowl. both games should be entertaining, and i think the AFC championship game is going to be a classic. man, this season went by way too quickly.
ok, that's that. time to call people up for dinner.
hey peeps. i'm gonna leave early today to watch the stanford/oregon game. it's gonna be a toughie, because oregon's ranked #9 in the nation. but go cardinal!
i'm taking a lot of dumps lately. i average around 2 a day, and it's all liquidy and stuff. i'm starting to get used to it, though; i've forgotten how good it feels to have a long, solid dump. the pissing-through-my-ass feeling is now feeling normal to me, and i now find it sort of pleasant. like i said, i get comfort knowing that i can't clog up the toilet, and at work, it's sort of cool because the soft stools create skidmarks. skidmarks are normally gross, but i don't care about the work toilets.
if the current auditions of _american idol_ go the way they have been for the past two cities, this year's pool of candidates is going to be very small. i did like the two indian siblings, though. they didn't blow me away with their singing, but i thought they were refreshing to watch. i have to say, though... watching two full hours of auditions got pretty tiring. i forced myself to watch thie whole thing, but i got sort of ancy after an hour or so.
ok, i know this is way short, but i gotta go. the basketball game awaits!
for lunch, C and i went to joy luck place for some dim sum. service was pretty slow, so after only 3 dishes, we were starting to get full as the food sank into our stomaches. but then, we made the mistake of asking for some stuff that hadn't been served yet, and bang, we got both of them. and that pushed us over the edge. the two dishes were the leek/shrimp boxes and the turnip cake. both of them were greasy, and we both felt sick afterwards. oh well. i'm burping up leeks as i type this.
so the big game this weekend is the patriots/colts. i like both teams, but i would like to see peyton manning win a super bowl. although, i think it would be highly POETIC to see adam vinatieri miss a game-winning field goal. wouldn't that just be heartbreaking? we'll see. i think it'll be a pretty fabulous game. oh, and in the NFC, i'm rooting for the saints. i just don't like rex grossman.
so i watched all two hours of _american idol_ last night. to be honest, i thought it was boring. i wasn't impressed by any of the people who made it through to hollywood. none of them struck me as memorable. and minneapolis's talent was pretty horrid; reportedly, only 17 people out of 10,000 got the golden ticket. oh, and yeah, that wizard of oz girl was outrageous. i've never seen anything like that. and no, i don't know her name.
i'm amazed at how zippers work. when were they invented? i must do a wikipedia search on them sometime. so simple, yet so ingenious!
there are some nights when the soles of my feet itch, and i scratch them so hard that it produces blisters. ouchie! i love popping them, though, although i have to remember not to do it before i take a shower, otherwise it stings when my feet touch the water.
i have this obsession with checking if my doors are locked and my garage door is closed. i check them multiple times at night, and sometimes, even though i know that i've done so, i still get out of bed (mind you, i'm naked, and the house is cold) and do it again and again. it sucks. OCD is a bitch sometimes.
ok, time for smoke.
hey people. i've been workin', debugging some failing and hanging tests. it seems like we tried some fancy stuff with our tests, and it just messed shit up. oh well. we're in a frantic mode trying to freeze our code and getting all the tests to pass, so we're just doing hacks right now, getting everything to work, even though it's not very pretty.
so sasha baron cohen (borat) won a golden globe last night for best actor in a comedy/musical. i knew his borat accent was fake, but still, i expected him to be in character or something, so i was sort of shocked to hear him speak in a british accent, and to see him without his poofy hair and big mustache. his speech was funny, but i think he spent too long talking about the testicles and anus of his friend in that naked scene.
i also watched part of the australian open. it was reportedly 102 degrees out, and around 120 degrees on the court. the sharapova/pin match was pretty good. sharapova was up 5-0 in the third set, but started choking pretty bad. she let pin back in the set, but won in the end 9-7. i like sharapova. she's kinda hot, and way better than kournikova. like i said, i don't know what the fuss is about anna. she's not pretty, and she sucks at tennis. *pukes*
there was a point in the match where the umpire called a let because pin's second ball fell out of her skirt, and sharapova walked up to the umpire and said, "are you fucking kidding me?" haha. the microphones caught her cursing! the announces apologized for it, but i thought it was pretty cool. you don't hear cursewords on tv enough.
so _american idol_ starts tonight. i think i'm going to commit to it and watch. i get pretty addicted and obsessive about the show. i memorize the list of all the people who get voted off, and it's kind of annoying, i know, but i force myself to do it. sigh. ocd sucks sometimes. i hope there are some memorable people this year, like john stevens and taylor hicks. and some hotties, too, like katharine mcphee. too bad she was bulimic, though. that makes me sad.
i got a call from an old coworker who wanted me to join his company. i had to say, i was kind of tempted, but in the end, i said no. i'm just too comfortable here. read: lazy. i mean, i don't want to go through the interview process all over again, and yes, my job here is pretty good. i don't work too hard, and i get paid decently, and my hours are easy. this friend's company is a startup, too, and i know how hard startups can be. believe me, i've worked at three of them.
my last piss kind of burned. actually, it hurt. i hope i'm not getting kidney stones. i could definitely feel the liquid coming out of my schlong, and i kept on expecting a little rock or something to come out. i need to remind myself to keep hydrated. at work, i drink a decent amount of liquids: three vitasoy's, one or two coke's, and one bottle of gatorade, plus water at lunch. it's the weekends when i need to drink more stuff.
i gotta remember to try on my two suits this weekend, in case i need to get them altered. one of my suits was from college, when i was super-thin, and the other one was bought when i was fat. right now, i'm in the middle, so i'm not sure which one i'll wear to geoff's wedding next month. hm.
ok. that's it for today. time to brave the cold and have a smoke.
i'm getting tired of this cold weather. i have to put my hood on every time i go out and have a smoke. yeah, i know that i'm spoiled with the "mild" california weather, and i know that a lot of places are much harsher.
so a friend of mine answered the question that i had about male porn stars. he said that there are definitely certain periods of time that they have to go without sex in order to have a lot of ejaculate. but if they go too long without sex, they can't last as long, so there's an upper bound as well. so there was an interview with ron jeremy, and he said that his magic number was two days. very interesting stuff. the porn industry fascinates me.
so my company hired a new college grad to replace my buddy W, who left a few months ago. they certainly hire a lot of people fresh out of college. i guess it's inexpensive talent. sometimes i wonder if my company is being cheap by doing this, and i also wonder if the lack of experience in bringing in such people is going to hurt us in the long run. of course, i shouldn't criticize such tactics too much, because i, too, was a new college grad once, and i have to appreciate the chance that my first company gave me.
my old glasses are giving me headaches. i'm not sure why, because the prescription is exactly the same as my other pair. i'm going to see if they still carry my old frames at the place where i got them, so they can just pop out the lenses and put them in a new pair. but still, i'm a little wary of that, because if i keep ticcing and the glasses fly off my face, then the frames will just keep breaking. sigh. tourette's sucks.
i have an interesting barometer of whether or not i'm hungry. basically, if taco bell sounds good to me, then i'm pretty hungry. and more specifically, if the meximelt sounds good, then i know that i need to get some food into my system. the meximelt is this 89 cent thing that's got ground beef, cheese, and salsa. usually, the thought of it is pretty gross to me, but when i'm hungry, it makes me drool. funny how my perception of it changes like that.
ok, this entry has taken waaaay too long to write. it's time to wrap it up.
didn't do a whole lot this weekend. i watched a ton of sports, which was mainly my own doing.
friday night was the big car show. we met up at sonoma chicken coop for a quick dinner and made the super cold trek to the convention center. and for the next few hours, we looked at all these cars. to tell you the truth, i was pretty bored. it was ok at first, sitting in the cars, fidgeting with the knobs and stuff, but after the 4th, 5th, etc. car, it got sort of tiring.
saturday, i had lunch with nelson at spoon's, and we watched part of the ravens/colts game. then, i dropped him off at home and ran some errands (getting cash and buying cigarettes). i finished up that football game and watched the AMAZING, STUPENDOUS stanford win against the ranked washington state team. anthony goods was money, with his 30 points and his long 3-pointer to ice the game with 4 seconds left.
once again, nelson and i met up to eat, this time at sneha. he stretched his limits at the buffet, and afterwards, he looked pretty stuffed.
sunday, i woke up and watched the seahawks/bears game. after that, i watched the closely contested patriots/chargers game. i have to admit, i was rooting for the chargers, but they just didn't play well. that fumble after a tom brady interception on 4th down was killer. anyways, next week's colts/patriots game will be a must-see, and i will be rooting for the colts to win a super bowl against the saints.
for dinner, i met up with some taiko folk at maruichi for some ramen. i was surprised to see that both susan and kara were both engaged. congrats to both of them! :) after that, i just went home, watched some more tv, and went to bed.
so that was that. it was a pretty lazy weekend, but then again, i did what i wanted to do: with the football season winding down, i got in as many games as i could. man, this season went by quickly.
sigh. shit. my lovely matsuda frames broke today. i ticced really hard, and my glasses broke right in the nose bridge. so i ate lunch with alan without my glasses, but luckily i had my prescription oakley's in my car so i could drive home and get my spare pair of glasses.
i've had these matsuda's for seven years. they were symbolic of my breakup with k2. right after we split, i got these specs as a symbol for a new look and a new life. so now i have to make an appointment to see my optometrist and get a new pair of glasses. i'm sort of hesitant to get plastic frames again because they're more fragile, but i really do like the look. hm. we'll see. fuck this tourette's. FUCK IT I SAY!
so tonight's the auto show. i can't say i'm excited, because i'm not into cars, and i'm not in the market to buy a new car. i love my V6 accord, and i'll drive it until it dies. i'm definitely going for the company; there's over a dozen people going. but i wonder what i'll do at the show. i bet it'll get boring after about 15 minutes. oh well.
so i'm in love with this song i've heard on the radio a few times. i did a lyrics search on google, and it turns out it's by the dixie chicks. it's called "not ready to make nice," and it's very pretty in places. there's also some angry spots, too, which provide a wonderful, passionate juxtaposition. i never thought i would like a dixie chicks song, though. maybe i'll look for it on itunes.
i had dinner with mike last night at ohana hawaiian bbq. i think i've realized that i don't like hawaiian food. but aside from that, we chatted for a while. i haven't talked one-on-one with mike in a long time, so it was nice and refreshing to do that. like i've said before, i am forever grateful to mike for inviting me to bowling nights and introducing me to the bowling gang. without them, my weekends would be dreadfully boring. i hang out with them a lot, and they're my normal crowd nowadays.
some of my friends are interviewing at this one promising company. sometimes i wonder if i should have gone the software route instead of hardware. software seems much more flexible. plus, hardware companies have a much tougher path to make money; tools, fabrication costs, etc. cost a lot of $$$. i mean, if you take it extremes, a single person can sit in his home and churn out a piece of software and sell it, whereas it's hard for one to write a hardware core and do the same thing.
i should be happy that i haven't been screwed over too much in my past relationships. i have a friend who's sort of wary of getting too involved in new relationships because of stuff that's happened in the past. it's hard for that person to commit fully, and i think that's pretty sad. i guess the older we get and the more relationships we've gone through, the more chance that there is a lot of emotional baggage.
my friend used a phrase, "chicken or the ham," which i think came from _grey's anatomy_. basically, the chicken only brings the eggs to breakfast, so the chicken is "involved." but the pig has to die to bring the ham, so the pig is "committed." i found that to be an interesting analogy for the participants in a relationship.
ok. time for my 5pm smoke, and i am outta here. have a great weekend folks! for those in the bay area, don't freeze! bundle up!
so i was cruising friendster, and i stopped by k4's profile just to see if there were any new pictures. her profile pic was one of her left hand, with this ring with a gargantuan diamond on it. yup, she's engaged. i don't like her anymore, but still, i was a little shocked. not sure why.
so i fulfilled yesterday's promise and played basketball today. only one game, though, to 11. i was huffing and puffing today, and my legs were burning. remember that i only played once last year, so i am horribly out of shape. i was also a little turned off because one of the guys on my team was supercompetitive, and he kept on badgering us on how poorly we were playing, even though we only lost by one point. i hate competitive people who talk and talk. ick.
fyi, i wipe twice after each dump. so three dumps equals six wipes. (and i wipe HARD.) and yes, my asshole is hurting. i think i have hemorrhoids or something; i was inspecting my sphincter yesterday in the shower, and i felt a painful bulge. ouchie! maybe i should go out and buy some preparation H or something.
i'm getting a massage today. highly looking forward to it.
it is fucking cold out there. there's a cold front moving in, and tomorrow night, it's suppose to reach the 20's. wow! i'm going to go to a car show with the bowling gang tomorrow night as well, so maybe i'll layer up. i'll have to remind myself to do that. 20's is pretty cold for the bay area. (yes, i know i'm spoiled as far as the weather goes.)
i'm sort of hesitant to follow _american idol_ this season. why? because it's a big time commitment. it's two nights every week, for one, and there are a lot of two-hour episodes. hm. we'll see. the problem is my obsessive compulsive behavior, because once i start a show, i have major urges to finish it.
ok, it's almost time to leave for my massage, and i've hit major writer's block. i'll try to do better tomorrow, ok? bye!
hello. so modifying my old C model didn't take as long as i thought. it took all of about 5 minutes, hehe. so i'm done with my work for the day, and my boss is pleased. and performance reviews are coming up, so i have to fill out this bullshit form and hope for a raise. it's about time, too. i'm not sure if we're getting bonuses this year, though.
i'm getting a haircut today. it's about time. i didn't get a haircut all of december, and i'm getting a little shaggy around the edges. i need to time my haircut just right so i look good for geoff's wedding next month. i'm not sure who i'm supposed to look good for, but i guess i just want to look decent for some of the photos that we're going to take.
so i was watching a rerun of _the sports list_ on fox sports the other night, and they were counting down the top 10 sexiest athletes. of course, anna kournikova was #1. i don't get it, really. i mean, i really don't like the way she looks; i don't find her attractive at all. one of the other women athletes was heather mitts, a soccer player. i have never heard of her, but damn, she's really cute! she's way cuter than anna, and i would rank her way higher. *drool*
so i finally had someone to eat lunch with. i ate with A, an old timer at this company. we went to thai basil in downtown sunnyvale, and i got the pad kee mow. come this summer, he'll have been at this company (in all its incarnations) for a full decade, and he's looking to get out of here. sigh. everyone wants to leave, and i'm sad. but i can see how being here for such a long time can start to grate on one's nerves, you know, feeling restless and what not. but i'm just lazy, and i'm stupid now, so the whole technical-question-interview process just freaks me out a little bit.
last night's _scrubs_ rerun was my favorite episode. it was the one with the air band. donald faisan (who plays turk) is an awesome dancer! and mandy moore is really cute, i've come to realize. too bad the show isn't as funny now. the old episodes were so witty and random, but now, it's lost its edge. sigh. i wonder what happened; maybe some of the old writers left or something.
what's the most number of dumps you've ever taken in a day? i think my record is three, and i hit that number a few days ago. my asshole started to hurt from all the action and wiping and what not. it's sort of like blowing your nose too many times. but oh, how i long for solid dumps. i've forgotten how they feel, although i know that they feel good.
so i've decided that i'm going to skip lunch tomorrow and play basketball instead. i exercised all of ONE time last year. and that is a bad thing. with my sedentary lifestyle and all the smoking i do, my heart and lungs must be in horrible shape. so i need to get back out on the bball court and play. part of the reason why i've been hesitant, though, is that there's this other company that has the court, and i hate playing with new people. i don't know them, and i have a hard time knowing who's on my team. it sucks, because i don't know who to pass the ball to. ick. oh well. if i play enough, i'll get to know them, right? right.
i've had this phlegmy cough for a while now. not sure if i should go see a doctor about it. maybe it's a throat infection? anyways, sometimes i cough some stuff up, and then i swallow it. maybe that's not the best thing to do, huh?
i hear there's a cold front coming in to the bay area. A told me it's supposed to go down to the 20's or something. holy shit! good thing that my car's in a garage, because i don't want to scrape frost off of my car when i get up in the morning. maybe i should start busting out my winter jackets. these days, i just wear a long sleeve T and a sweatshirt. maybe that won't be enough in the coming days.
ok. this was a quick one. i'm out.
hey peeps. not much going on today. i looked at my code for a while this afternoon, and i think i know how to change it. so i'll save that for tomorrow. :) didn't i say before that i'm the king of procrastination? haha.
so the tostitos college football championship game yesterday was totally boring. fyi, the final score was 41-14. it wasn't even close. ohio state was horrible, and all the analysts were saying that their 51 day layoff was what destroyed them. oh well. i'm not that big into college football anyway, especially since stanford did so horribly this year.
so i switched cereals this week. i had been eating honey nut cheerios because they were supposed to be healthy, but i couldn't stand the taste of them. (but hey, at least they were better than the regular, cardboard-y plain cheerios.) so i got a box of vanilla almond special K. ah, much better.
i've been eating alone at work for the past two lunches this week. my usual lunch buddy, C, has been coming in late and grabbing lunch on the way in, so that has forced me to get lunch on my own. sigh. nothing screams sadness like chowing down in your own cubicle. ick. J came back from his three week vacation in hong kong, so hopefully i'll at least be able to eat with somebody starting tomorrow.
my dentist visit today was more painful than usual. my teeth are sore. i didn't get any lecture about flossing, which was good, but man, i got a lot of action from the metal hook thingie. ouch!
over the weekend, i got a ride in mike's hybrid honda accord. it's nice! at an intersection, he turned off the radio, and the car was completely silent. it was really spooky, but in a cool way. if the car came with GPS, i might consider it as my next car. GPS is a must; i'm tired of looking up directions and drawing them on little post-it notes; my car is full of little pieces of papers with maps on them.
i need to be better about donating money to stanford. i'm sort of worried that when my kids grow up and apply there, they won't get in because they'll look at my file and see that i haven't donated anything to their scholarship funds. i was surprised when my dad told me that he's been donating money to MIT every single year. (he got his ph.d. there back in the day.)
the thing about this diarrhea thing that i've got going on is that it's hard to hold my dumps in. with the logs that i used to have, i would have no problem holding it in overnight. but now, i'm afraid to even fart because there might be a chance that some of the liquidy shit might accidentally seep out. the first thing i did when i got to the dentist's office this morning was run to the bathroom. i was sort of embarrassed when i came out, because the other people probably heard all the pops and squishes that emanated from my ass.
i'm amazed sometimes by how much spunk a male porn star can generate. how do they do that? do they go days without sex before a shoot? *ponder*
anyways, that's it for me today. time for a smoke.
man, my throat hurts. i've been coughing a bit, and there's something down there. i hope i'm not getting sick. i don't get ill very often, but in the past few months, i've come down with something twice already.
so at work, i'm digging through this c model that i wrote back in 1998. it's not much code (only 400 lines), but it's complicated, and it'll take me a while to understand what i was doing back then. i've given myself this whole week to work on it, so i should be able to get it done. but man, i was a smart cookie back then. i'm so stupid now. :/
i'm happy there's new television to watch tonight. there are new episodes of _how i met your mother_ and _the class_ on CBS. and, i still have last week's taped episode of _the OC_ to catch up on. and the bonus is that i don't have a late dinner tonight (it's gonna be a cereal night), so i can get some good sleep. during the weekend, i've had to take xanax to help me fall asleep faster, for fear of lying in bed past midnight.
i have a dentist appointment tomorrow. i hate going to the dentist. it hurts! they don't use the metal hook that much anymore, which is good, because that stuff is really painful. i hope i don't have a cavity. i always feel guilty when they ask if i floss, because i never do. they make me feel like i've committed a crime or something.
so apparently, i missed a great stanford men's basketball game yesterday. we won by one point on a lawrence hill shot with less than a second left to go. to tell you the truth, i was going to skip paintballing to watch the game if cindy didn't have to go to a friend's baby shower. but she was occupied with that, so i didn't have anyone to watch the game with. oh well. my friend peter actually drove two hours from DC to virginia to watch the game live. that must have been pretty exciting.
on this very day, eleven years ago, k2 and i got together. it was sort of weird, because we actually hooked up earlier than that, before winter break. but the relationship was "defined" later. we didn't actually have a DTR talk, but it was made clear on january 8th that we were a couple. DTR's are weird; i've only had one of them. the reason why i say they're weird is because you shouldn't have to verbalize that you want to be together. it should be an unspoken understanding that neither of you should have to say out loud. i'm not sure if i'm being clear.
do most companies get MLK day off? i know a lot of academic institutions get it off, but my company doesn't offer it as a holiday. bummer.
i'm not a big fan of perms. one of my coworkers just got one, and it doesn't look very good. i like straight, dark hair. yum.
ok, it's almost time for my 5pm smoke. have a nice day folks!
so all three nights, i got out of dinner around 10pm.
friday night, i met up with paul, leeya, and mikeC at krung thai. the place was packed, and i was highly looking forward to some good thai food. unfortunately, the jun pad poo portion was very small, and the red duck curry was pretty paltry in terms of how much duck they gave us. and to top it all off, the rice was undercooked, so i was pretty disappointed with the meal.
saturday, nelson and i went to IHOP and got all you can eat pancakes. i didn't get any extra pancakes, but nelson tackled five of them. he looked pretty sick afterwards. :) afterwards, we watched part of the chiefs/colts game, and i went home after the third quarter to take a nap. then, i watched the cowboys/seahawks game. don't talk to me about it. the cowboys lost the game by one point on a botched field goal. poor romo. i don't think i'll get over the game for at least a week. motherfucker.
for dinner, nelson and i met up with grace, john, and mikeC at ringerhut for a later dinner. i got the tonkotsu ramen, and it was bad. i still haven't found a dish at ringerhut that i've liked, so i think i'll stop going there.
sunday was all about geoff's bachelor party. first, we went to bearcreek milpitas for some paintball action. i've been paintballing before, so i was very leery of playing because of the paint. i got shot in both biceps, and it hurt! i have a bruise to show for it when greg (who was very good) tagged me from 15 feet away. i only played like 5 games during our 3 hours in the field, but i didn't mind.
for dinner, we went to van's in san mateo. i got the chicken fried steak there, which was horrible. chili's is much better, and cheaper, too. after dinner, we watched geoff open some "adult" gifts that alvin and nelson picked out for him, and he was pretty embarrassed and shocked. haha.
all in all, it was a pretty good weekend. but the dallas loss is still resonating with me. plus, the mavericks lost on sunday night as well (to the lakers, by 3 points). at least the stanford men won in a thriller, although i didn't get to watch the game.
two day workweeks rule. although, another one of my coworkers left the company. we're losing people left and right! sigh. i hate seeing people leave. i wasn't particularly close to this one, though, although he, like me, likes the dallas mavericks. btw, we play the spurs tonight, and that'll be a tough game.
for his going away lunch, we went to st. john's. i was just there on tuesday, and once again, i got the "beg for mercy" (spicy) cheesesteak. i'm getting sick of cheesesteaks. i think i'm going to take a break from st. john's for a while. either that, or i'm going to order something different the next time i go.
i'm getting resigned to the fact that i'm going to have to live with diarrhea. nothing like pissing out of my asshole. at least i don't have to worry about clogging up the toilet, but man, do i miss having my long, hard dumps. i think i've forgotten how good one of those turds feels.
so i finally decided to go to geoff's paintball bachelor party tomorrow. i was waffling a bit because i'm a wuss and don't want to get hurt. the last time i went, i got shot in the hand, and it swelled up like a motherfucker. but i figure, i'll go because it's a celebration of geoff's dwindling days of bachelorhood. but i'm not going to his dinner, because i want to catch the cowboys/seahawks wild card playoff game. i am nervous for my beloved cowboys team, but i hope they get their act together, especially with their now porous pass defense.
so i heard the big news yesterday. they're cancelling _the OC_. i guess it was about time, because with all the kids going off to college eventually, it would have been impossible to do the show and do it well. i'll miss it, though. thursday nights won't be the same.
the other night, i caught the movie _honey_ on tv. i knew it was a bad movie, but i couldn't stop watching because of jessica alba. she's really really hot! what nationality is she? anyways, she's got a beautiful face, and her body ain't bad, either. *slurp*
so bill cowher (the head coach of the pittsburgh steelers) resigned today, after 15 seasons. i'm going to miss him and his jaw and his gobs of spit. he's a good coach, and i hope he comes back to coaching after he's done resting and what not.
so i have this porn clip where two girls try to give one guy a blowjob. i think tandem blowjobs just don't work, similarly the way two strippers at one time don't work. there's just not enough real estate to occupy two women at once. i've had two strippers on me at one time, and it was just uncomfortable; i had to spread my legs wide open, and the girls just kept on bumping to one another. not to mention i had to pay $40 instead of just $20. no thank you!
ok. it's almost 5pm. time to start looking for people to eat with. bye!
hey people. what's up?
i took a nice two hour lunch break today. i went over to alan's place, played with their cute doggie rylie, and headed over to valley fair to shop for a money clip for alan's soon-to-be father in law. we ate at the food court (i've been there three times now in the past few weeks, and i'm getting sick of it), and i had a quesadilla at rubio's. it's always good to see alan.
man. i was on hold for a full 30 minutes getting my new credit card verified and activated. 30 minutes! my credit line is now $55,000. it's a far cry from when i got my first credit card, and my limit was a paltry $800. i wonder if i can buy a car with my credit card. too bad i don't get miles or points with this card.
i had lunch at milpitas (chez mayflower) with benboy yesterday. i treated him since his birthday is coming up in just over a week. i like treating people. i treated alex to his 5 tequila shots when i was in LA, and i also treated dave & carolyn to dim sum as well. it was funny, because we didn't eat much; the three of us had all of four dishes, and our bill was a grand total of $12. !!
yes, i know that cal men's basketball hadn't won at maples in well over a decade. that's what made the loss all the more stinging. but damn, ayinde ubaka was just too strong at the end; he made some monster shots in the late second half to seal the deal, and if we had made our free throws, it would have been a different story. sigh. we're still young, and hopefully in one or two years, we'll be a real contender in the pac-10.
so geoff's paintball bachelor party is coming up this saturday. i am still waffling about going, because i've been paintballing before, and it fucking hurts to be shot. i got hit on the hand before, and it swelled up into a huge welt. i don't want that to happen again. but if i don't go, i might not have anybody to hang out with that day, so there's the rub. hm. what to do, what to do...
happy birthday to my cousin shirley!
man, it is cold and windy out there. i just came back from a cigarette break, and i had to put on my hood to keep my head from freezing. i sort of miss LA weather.
there are a lot of january birthdays among my friends. i hope that there are a lot of celebrations this month. lots of opportunities to drink and be merry. a few years ago, we celebrated (with the bowling gang) a triple celebration at hukilau (this hawaiian restaurant in san jose japantown). i remember buying tequila shots for everyone who wanted one. even though it cost a lot (like $70 or so), that was a lot of fun.
ok, that was a quick entry. time to see if people want to eat. bye!
so my time in LA was pretty nice. quaint, i suppose. i stayed at my uncle's house in cerritos, and my mom, dad, and brother were there, complete with my cousins and stuff. i ate chinese food (though i did manage to lose 5 pounds, go figure), took naps, watched sports, etc.
i did manage to meet up with some college friends that live in LA. one night, alex and ellen drove up to cerritos, and we hit a mexican restaurants and drank. alex did five (!!) tequila shots. i had two shots with him, and got back on the whiskey bandwagon (remember when i puked a few weeks ago and swore off whiskey?) with a glass of black label.
a few days later, i had dim sum with dave, carolyn, and their cute 6-month old baby dylan. what a happy baby with huge cheeks. it was good seeing them, too. when my mom came out and saw them, she immediately asked to hold the baby. i guess she misses babies, since my brother and i are all grown up.
aside from seeing family and friends, the best part of my stay in LA was my smoking breaks with my dad. i guess he has no problem with me smoking, so we would take these walks where we would both smoke cigarettes. it was sort of a cool way to do father and son bonding.
there were some uncomfortable times, though. you probably know that my mother and brother are very devout christians. from 4:30 to 9:30 at night, they both went to this big church in anaheim for this church convention. and my mom brought along this old lady who was also attending this convention. there was this one time where i was sitting in the living room, and the lady came down, sat next to me, and told me that i should utter the words "oh lord jesus" with her. i shook my head and tried to not make eye contact with her. talk about uncomfortable. ugh.
anyways, i flew back to the bay area on january 2nd. i got to the airport about two hours earlier, but i got to the gate about ten minutes before boarding. yes, the airport was fucking ridiculous. the line to check in baggage stretched all the way outside the airport for a good 70 or so yards. man. i was really worried that i would miss my flight, but in the end, it all worked out. *phew*
when i got back, i unpacked and just chilled. i met up with nelson, mikeC, and geoff at st. john's for dinner that night. and wednesday, i just watched espn all day long, took a nap, and then joined yuji at maples to watched the stanford basketball game live. it was the first time i saw us lose, so that was a big bummer, and of all the teams, we had to lose to cal. shit. it was a close game, too, so i was kind of heartbroken after that. sigh.
and that was my winter break. except for yesterday, i didn't have my thumb up my ass as much as i had thought, so i guess it was pretty decent. and having a two-day workweek isn't too shabby, either. i guess reality will set in next week.