so someone posed a question to me yesterday in my comments about whether i'd give up solid dumps for a medicated cure to my tourette's. that's a no brainer. of course i'd choose to have my tourette's relieved. it's the bane of my existence! i mean, the diarrhea is annoying, but compared to the constant ticcing and the pain in my neck and shoulders and the social nuisance of twitching in public and stuff (not to mention the obvious damage i'm doing to my body), it's an easy breezy decision to make.
so i was very disappointed in the guys' performance in last night's american idol. the only performance i enjoyed was chris sligh's. i actually voted for him twice after the show. i wanted to root for sanjaya and paul kim, but neither of them delivered, especially paul. i mean, i just don't like paul's voice, and what is up with the whole bare feet thing? it's just silly. i had a hard time sitting through the two hours. let's hope that the girls do better tonight.
for lunch, A and i went to thai basil. that and la bamba are our default places. i strayed from my usual pad see ew/pad kee mao and got the red duck curry. don't get it. it's bad. there's no duck skin! and that's the best part, the skin and the fat that lies beneath. yum.
so i was flipping channels the other day, and mtv has this show where the guy takes three girls' moms on dates, and based on the moms, he picks which girl he's going to eventually go out with. so this guy passes on these two girls, and they both turn out to be pretty hot. and when he finally sees the third girl, she turns out to be not attractive, and you could see the disappointment on his face. ha! i mean, it's sort of a crapshoot trying to judge how hot a girl is based on their moms, right?
i miss the old mtv, back when they actually played videos. i mean, what does this dating show have to do with music? sheesh. stuff like the real world, pimp my ride, etc., they're all entertaining to a certain degree, but they've got no relationship to music. and comcast in my area doesn't carry mtv2. i mean, do bands even make videos anymore?
i haven't taken a dump today. and my smokes haven't generated any inkling of a bowel movement. hm. i wonder when my half-of-a-pizza will come out of my ass. during the long weekend in LA, i only took one dump. i got kind of nervous, because i was afraid that i'd have the urge to shit during the wedding, and i'd have to run out during the ceremony. ack!
i hate flying. but it seems like i'll be doing some more of it this year. there's alan's wedding in LA coming up, plus his bachelor's party (most likely in vegas, according to best man jay), and mike's wedding in hawaii. plus, i might go back to taiwan again, although that's iffy. too much flying!
the reason why i hate flying is because i can't fall asleep on planes. so long flights are like torture; it's like being imprisoned, strapped to a seat, and forced to sit there with nothing to do for hours on end. yes, i could read or listen to music or something, but i get bored easily with that. the one time where i actually slept was when i flew back from taiwan first class, and the seats folded all the way flat. that was actually pretty sweet. i had caviar for the first time.
ok. i'm going out for a smoke, and i'm going to try to induce a dump. it's about time i flushed out my bowels.