so i gave my dad the dates of when i will be headed back to taiwan. it'll be around the end of july/beginning of august time frame. it's gonna be fucking hot there. originally, i wanted to go back there beginning of july, but that collided with alan's bachelor party in vegas.
i'm both excited and nervous about this trip. i'm excited, because, of course, i'm happy to see my family. my brother is going to be there, too, so my whole family will be together, which is a rare occasion. but man, the trip is going to kill me. the long flight(s) is tough on me, especially with my tourette's; i've requested that my dad get me a business class ticket, which costs like three times more money, but i don't care. i don't want to worry about freaking people out and stuff, and i want to have a chance (however small) of being able to sleep on the plane. what i'm going to do is drug myself up (with seroquel and xanax) before the flight and see if that will help me sleep. the last time i flew back from taiwan, they upgraded me to first class, and the seats folded all the way down, and i was actually able to get some sleep for the first time.
i had a solid dump today. it wasn't a log, but more like a medium-sized fragment. i could actually *feel* it expanding my sphincter as it came out, unlike all the squiggles that i've been having that just shoot out without any sensation. it felt good. after looking back at the bowl, i estimated it to be just under an inch in diameter. cool! i wonder what caused it. i certainly miss my old dumps of yore.
so i was supposed to have a "guys' night out" with the stanford buds today, but it got cancelled because jack and alan were busy with work. bummer. i was really looking forward to it. we were going to go to this place in san mateo called "rainbow pizza." it's a greek place, so they also serve gyros and what not. apparently, their pizza is artery-clogging because it has so much cheese. it's well-rated on yelp, and i was totally excited about trying it. i love cheese! shucks. well, we've rescheduled for later, so i'm still hoping we try it out sometime soon.
congrats to lebron james and the cleveland cavaliers for winning the eastern conference! even though i'm west-coast biased, i am totally rooting for the cavs now to win it all. down with the spurs! the first thing i did when i got home from paul and leeya's wedding was log on espn.com and check the score. and when i saw lebron's face on the front page, i knew that the cavs won the series. awesome. i didn't want another spurs/pistons rematch (snoozefest). so i am eagerly awaiting thursday night when the nba finals kick off.
so i've seen a few trailers for the new _fantastic 4_ movie, and i have to admit, as hot as jessica alba is, blonde hair just doesn't work on her. i think it's her dark skin tone that clashes with her new hair color. yuck. it looks really fake! and that's too bad, because i really like jessica. i'd do her in a second.
so in the bathroom downstairs, there's one stall that's for the handicapped, and it's extra-large. that one stall has a really wide crack between the door and the wall, and when you go to check if it's locked, you can't help but look in the crack. and if someone's in there, you get a view of their full monty sitting on thh toilet. it's not a pretty sight, especially if the dude's got their pants all the way down at their ankles. naked crotch shot! and by the way, why do people drop their pants all the way to the floor? doesn't it get drafty? i drop my pants just far enough (mid-thigh) that it doesn't get in the way of my shit dropping into the toilet. *ponder*
ok. i'm off. time for a smoke!
yup. i spent $9 this weekend. total.
friday, i left work early (finished my stuff at work already) and joined paul, leeya and company for their wedding rehearsal at hotel valencia. things went relatively smoothly, and then he invited me to the rehearsal dinner at this vietnamese restaurant (forgot the name) in milpitas. the food was ok, and i had high hopes for this one chicken dish, but it was completely loaded with ginger (which i hate). nelson prodded me on to try the soup, and it was really strange-tasting. interesting stuff.
after that, we went back to paul's place to help more with wedding preparations. my main task was to finish his mini-keg of heineken beer. he was planning on tying it to the back of his car after the wedding, but it turned out that he didn't do it. but anyways, i had like five glasses of beer (and as you know, i don't really like beer), but i took it like a man and got a slight buzz from it. i went home around 11:30 or so, called my parents, and then went to bed.
i set the alarm for 9am, and i got up and tried on my "fat" suit. i say "fat" because i got this suit when i weight 200 pounds. the waist is like a 36, and i'm not even a 32 right now. it turns out that i could slip on the pants even they they were buttoned on, (ha!) so yeah, they were a little big. i got to the hotel just past 10. i mingled a bit, and the ceremony started a little past 11. the weather was all cloud and cold when i woke up, and i was like, "shit," but what do you know, the clouds burned off just before the wedding, and it was sunny and hot and beautiful.
the wedding ceremony was short and sweet, and the bride was stunning and beautiful. paul must have been nervous, because during the ring part, he picked up his ring instead of leeya's, and he picked up leeya's right hand instead of her left. hehe. they had this "voss" water from norway, which apparently is $3 a bottle, and it came in a cool, tall glass cannister. i meant to save it, but i forgot to bring it home. damn!
after the ceremony, some of us stuck around for a bit, and then had lunch at wahoo's fish taco. that's where i spent $6 on a chicken quesadilla. after that, i went home for an hour to watch thursday night's _so you think you can dance_. that scoliosis robot dance dude was really cool!
after that, i got to dynasty restaurant around 3:15 to help out with reception/dinner preparations. geoff and i tackled filling up the centerpieces with water. there were 36 centerpieces, and each of them took a gallon of water to fill up.
the thing is, i have never seen the "behind the scenes" of a wedding before, and i never knew how much stuff went into planning a wedding and reception. there was *so* much work involved! i applaud grace (the wedding planner) for being so on top of things, and i also applaud all the friends for helping out.
so then came dinner. the guestlist was done completely literally minutes before guests arrived, and it was a madhouse, because the list wasn't alphabetized or anything. it took a long time to seat everybody. the food was decent, but i thought it could have been better.
i got drunk. i have four remy martin's and three whiskey's. (john brought over his jameson 12-year.) after drinking all of that, i was already buzzed, and then i went out for a smoke. during that cigarette, i got so dizzy, i almost fell down. it was then that i decided i needed to puke to get the alcohol out of my system. so i found an uninhabited corner in the parking lot, and yacked a few mouthfuls of the fried rice. it was grand. i felt a lot better.
the evening wound down, and i went home after helping the adam (the photographer) load some of his gear into his car.
the next day, paul and leeya treated us to dim sum (again at dynasty). we got so much food it was ridiculous. afterwards, i had such intense food coma and i went home and slept for another 2.5 hours. after that, i went over to alan's house, where ting's dad made us beef noodle soup. yum. then, we walked rylie to rivermark, and i got a guava green tea with pearls ($3).
and that was it. i felt sort of depressed on sunday. do you ever get that way the day after a large gathering? i've heard of people experiencing that, too, after a social event high. anyways, it was a good weekend spent with friends.