no long update, and i'm not going to recap every day, but here's an e-mail i sent to some friends last night.
(interesting notes from day 2: we went to the zoo and saw some monkeys, koalas and penguins among other animals, but it was gonna rain, so we left early. the taipei transit system is really simple to use with this "easycard" system where you just swipe this pass on a sensor.
during dinner, we had peking duck, and i ate the part off of the duck's ass. it was *loaded* with fat, and after that, i came very closed to puking. those of you who know me know that i love duck, but this was just too much!)
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hey people, so my first day in taiwan has passed. it's 11pm, and i'm still
wide awake. this morning, i woke up at 3am taiwan time, and i couldn't fall
back asleep. i finally got up at the ungodly hour of 5:30am and just started
smoking my brains out while everyone was still asleep.
i've been eating a lot of weird fruits, like this one mushy scaly thing that
smells funny and has big black seeds. i have no clue what it's called, but
it's actually kind of tasty despite the fact that it looks like pale green
roadkill.
at dinner tonight, i passed up eating frog, even though my brother was like,
"hey, it tastes like chicken!" yeah, i know that's what everyone says, and in
chinese, the direct translation is "sweet chicken." i still wouldn't eat it.
i did have shark's fin soup, though; the chinese have no conscience.
i went for a walk through a "night market." basically, it's like a mile-long,
hot, crowded, stinky, sweaty segment packed with vendors and people selling all
sorts of shit, from crazy chingrish t-shirts to severed duck heads to dung
beetles. i was told to eat stuff from here, but i was so stuffed from dinner
that all i could muster was some takoyaki (grilled octopus balls) and, of
course, pearl tea. it's actually better in the states, i think.
and the weird thing of all is that it's been 48 hours since i last took a dump.
i've got this gas, but no "matter." go figure. does jet lag have anything to
do with number two's? *ponder*
ok, good night.
-d
(editor's note: right after sending out this e-mail, i took a dump. the problem was, the flushing power of the toilet wasn't very strong, so i left a lot of skidmarks. how embarrassing!)
so i was woken up at 2:30am this morning by the sound of a baby crying its guts out. it was nuts. it screamed for about 10 minutes before somebody finally responded. i wondered... did the baby's parents purposely let the baby cry for that long before picking him up? i heard from somewhere that you're not supposed to respond immediately. anyways, crying babies freak me out. the sound is just not pleasant, and it makes my heart churn. in some ways, even though i know i will love my kids with all my heart, i'm not looking forward to having kids and dealing with that in the middle of the night. i need my sleep!
so the scab in my nose from my injury finally fell out. or, rather, i picked it out. the tissue underneath isn't tender (luckily), so i think it's finally healed, one week later. basketball is a violent sport! i didn't play today; i don't want to risk an injury the day before i leave for taiwan. i haven't been putting my heart into the games lately; i've been walking up the court instead of running, and my defense, already bad, has been lacking even further.
re: jessica's odwalla comment. yeah! i've noticed that, too. after a week of finishing my odwalla, i've noticed that some gas builds up in the plastic container, and the thing gets all puffy. what the hell is up with that? luckily, it hasn't exploded on me yet; i've usually recycled it by then. but yeah, it's strange; i think it's probably due to some bacteria inside that's producing oxygen or something.
so today, i IM'ed jennie, and she was telling me about her trip to spain. she wanted to run with the bulls in pamplona. that's crazy! this year, seven people were gored. ouchie! i would never want to do that, not in a million years. she also partied it up in ibiza, staying out until 7am. wow, talk about stamina. in vegas, i started fading out around 3am; i can't imagine dancing until 7. i guess i'm getting old. i found my spain trip to be boring and eventless. she said that it's all about nightlife, which i didn't experience at all when i was there. i dunno. i had my clubbing phase a few years ago with alan and ting, so i got that out of my system. *shrug*
at my suggestion, we had $1.99 dim sum today in downtown sunnyvale. the tab was $25 for the three of us. cheap! the afterwards, i realized that it might have not been the best idea, since i'm probably going to have a lot of dim sum while i'm in taiwan. oh well. i wonder if i'm going to gain or lose weight while i'm there. i know there's a lot of good food to be had in taiwan, but my appetite has really shrunk these past few years. i think my parents are going to be concerned when they see how little i eat these days, especially when juxtaposed to my little brother. he's buff!
like my cousin S says, i like travelling, but i just don't like the getting there part. ick. 13 hours on a plane. at least i don't have cigarette cravings while i'm on a plane. that would totally suck, to be in cigarette withdrawal for that long. what's weird, though, is that i totally crave smoking while i'm at work. every 45 minutes or so, in fact. i get all fidgety and stuff, and i can't concentrate. i think a lot of that is due to boredom, and i know that i *can* smoke if i want to. but if i know that i can't have a cigarette (like if i'm in a movie, for example), then i'm fine.
well, the next time you hear from me, it'll probably be august, and i'll either be in taiwan or back home. either way, july was definitely eventful. and august will be a busy month, too! in any case, wish me a safe and fun journey! toodles!
we went to maruichi (again, i was just there on friday) for lunch today. plus, i'm headed there once more tomorrow night (usual ramen dinner with yuji). too much ramen! that's three times in less than a week! hot damn. i mean, i like ramen and all, but that's a little bit overdoing it. oh well. i'll put that on my veto list for a month or so.
i do like noodles, though. i grew up on rice every night at home, but lately, i've really grown to dislike it. i much prefer noodles (and dumplings). rice is just too bland, unless i have some sauce or something over it. oh to remind myself, i gotta finish my milk and odwalla superfood before i leave for taiwan. don't want to have any perishables in the fridge while i'm gone.
so i was IM'ing geoff, and he likes whiskey now. i take credit for that one. although, he likes scotch (johnnie walker red, which is too spicy and raw for me), and i prefer irish whiskey (jameson and bushmills). i've gotten a few people hooked on whiskey, hehe. i used to drink it because i thought it was manly, but now, i actually like that taste.
i remember the guy who introduced me to jameson. his name was sopan (he's indian), and it was back in 1995 when i lived in japan. i didn't drink whiskey back then (tequila was my drink of choice), but i remembered the name "jameson," and when i tried whiskey for the first time, i ordered it. i thought it was nasty shit, but it was nasty in a manly way. i thought it put hair on my chest, so i kept on drinking it, and now i like it.
it's funny now people influence us, and how we make other people's things our own. like tequila. my buddy alex was the guy who got me liking tequila. that was also junior year of college. i will always remember him saying that tequila had "taste." and stuff like handwriting. i write in all caps, and i copied my high school friend taylor's handwriting because i thought it looked cool. i mean, what can we call our own if we copy what other people do? i look at so many things that i do, and i wonder if i'm just one huge copycat. i'm so unoriginal!
so my airport rides are all set. grace is taking me to SFO on friday, and alan is picking me up next saturday. i am very grateful to have friends shuttle me around, and of course, i am always happy to return the favor. i actually like picking people up from the airport, and i also park the car and meet them there instead of picking them up from the curb. it's more of a personal touch. i like seeing them part from the crowd, and welcoming them back with a handshake or a hug. dropping them off, on the other hand, is sort of sad for me. it's like an extended goodbye. and sometimes the drive home after that makes me lonely.
anyways, i might post up a blog entry or two while i'm in taiwan, but i can't promise you anything. regarding topics, i'll see what i can muster up. when i went last year, i tried to find a pearl tea place, but the one place i went to ran out of pearls. i also tried to find cute girls, but i think the entire week i was there i only saw one attractive chica. and as for porn, hey, i'm spending the whole time with my family, so i doubt i'll be able to report on that subject. :)
when i lived in japan, i did buy one porn magazine at a local convenience store. however, it was very tame, as japanese censorship is pretty strict. they only showed breasts and bush, so nothing explicit. i don't know if their laws have relaxed at all, because i do have that akira watase movie on my computer that shows everything. can anyone shed light on japanese porn laws today?
wow, today's entry just flew out with ease. ok, off to do some more work!
i had a 9am meeting today, so my alarm went off at 8:30am this morning. ouch! enough of these early mornings! the worst thing was, they didn't even need me at this meeting; i didn't say a word the entire time. *RAAR* i was kind of miffed at that, but hey, what can you do.
mikeT's wedding site is way cool. i finally pre-RSVP'ed yesterday, and once i put in my name and stuff, my picture popped up on the page! that means that they pre-loaded all the potential guests' pictures already and made the page display them on the fly! *bravo* now that's awesome. i'm very impressed. and i like the picture they have of me; it shows me smiling with a glass of whiskey in my hand. typical me. :)
the scab in my left nostril from the cut i got playing basketball last thursday is coming out of my nose. man, i hope it's healing well. it hurts to pick my nose! i was extra careful today, and i didn't go after any loose balls. i was really lazy today, too; i only played two games, and i left early. i dunno. with my pending taiwan trip, i don't want to get injured, so i was just taking it easy. i'm not going to play thursday, either.
i think my dad knows a lot about my blog. he forwarded me an e-mail he sent to someone else (the dude whose daughter he potentially wants to set me up with), and in it, he mentioned that my blog is google-able by searching for the rice bowl journals and my name. how did he know that? wowzers. anyways, he's more perceptive than i give him credit for, i guess. i don't blame him, though. i mean, if i were a parent, and i knew that my kid had a blog, i'd be reading it, too. it's all about being a concerned parent, and it's all about love, too.
ah, i just got an e-mail from hr girl. she's engaged! sigh, another hot girl off the market. she's crazy, though; she's planning her wedding in 6 months, and in kentucky, no less! but good for her. i miss seeing her; whenever i finally get a free weekend, i'm gonna drive up to the city and have lunch with her. it's been like almost two years since we last met.
hr girl is an example of one of those girls who i will always find attractive. however, the thing is, i don't have any romantic feelings for her anymore. (remember my big crush on her a few years back?) i think what happened was the distance that i got once she left the company. distance will do that for you. out of sight, out of mind. if she had never left gfn, and we had kept on hanging out, i think it would have taken a lot longer for me to get over her. it's always hard to get over a girl when you're still friends. for me, at least.
"they say time heals everything
but i'm still waiting"
man, i am not getting a break any of these weekends. i've had bachelor parties two straight weekends. this friday, i'm flying to taiwan (i can't sleep on planes, and this is a 13-hour flight), and then i fly back the following saturday. and after that, it's greg's wedding. i'm gonna be perpetually tired! *yawn*
are there any good, experienced verification engineers who know systemC and are looking for a job? come work with me! my boss is back today (from toronto), and he's pushing me to take over the model. i keep telling him that we need to hire someone to take over the work, but in the meantime, i'm the guy. ick. it's complicated stuff, especially since i don't know the language. man, if we ever have to make big changes in the model, i'm gonna be screwed.
so last night, at greg's place, jen brought over her copy of the last _harry potter_ book. i was so tempted to read the last page, just to see who was still alive at the end. hehe. i do that a lot, reading the last page. usually, for other books, it's harmless, since i have no clue who the characters are and what the plot's like, so the last page has no context. but for this one, at the very least i'd be able to tell if harry had died, right? yeah, tempted.
i've been feeling sort of blue lately. i'm not sure why. maybe it's because i'm always tired. that could be one thing. part of it could be because i'm realizing that my life is nowhere close to where i want it to be. i don't feel like i've accomplished anything great or noteworthy. and it doesn't look like i'm headed anywhere. i'm just sort of drifting. hm. anyways, i hope i snap out of it soon.
at dio deca, i was talking to mikeT, and he got me thinking. is there such a thing as anti-love-goggles? i mean, something that takes an attractive girl and makes you think they're completely unattractive? i suppose it could be fueled by negative feelings or a bad taste in your mouth, but yeah, i think it definitely exists! we were talking about this girl i used to like, and i realized that i did not find her attractive at all anymore, although "empirically," i admitted that she was good-looking. but i couldn't explain why i had the change of heart. very interesting stuff.
man, i'm beat today. these past days, the thing i'm looking forward to the most is crawling into bed at night. usually, on mondays, i call up paul and nelson for dinner, but tonight, i think i may just have my usual weekday bowl of cereal. we'll see. i try to be social, but i'm just tired today.
ok, i'm gonna cut this short. i hope i have more to say tomorrow.
friday after work, i headed to mikeC's place to pick up his fishing gear. we hung out for a bit (watched some _scrubs_ episodes), and then met up with nelson, paul and leeya at maruichi for some ramen. i headed straight home afterwards to get some badly needed sleep in preparation for the early launch the next day.
my alarm went off at 4:30am early saturday morning, and man, i fucking hurt to get out of bed. i got up, grabbed my stuff, and headed over to greg's place. we made a stop at grace's place, grabbed her and john, and then headed to santa cruz. we made a quick pit stop at mcd's to get breakfast (ah, mcd's breakfast is sooo good!) and then hit the pier next to the boardwalk.
and then it was fishing. for a good solid 8 hours. we had two boats, and john and paul were in my boat. grace puked once, but then reportedly she was all fine. i felt a little dizzy when i looked down, and paul repeatedly told me to look up and focus on the horizon. i wanted to close my eyes, but when i did, i felt a little queasy, so i couldn't take a nap on the boat.
i did catch three mackerel, which was sort of exciting, but i didn't fish the entire time. john was hell-bent on catching a halibut, but alas, that was not to be. he caught some mackerel and rockfish, but the halibut remained elusive. later, when we bumped into greg's boat we found out that he caught one, and man, it was huge.
after we headed back, it was like 4-5pm, and i took a quick nap. i was so tired that i snored. i snored so loudly that i woke myself up. paul and i drove to los gatos to meet up with the other guys, and we had dinner at dio deka, this fancy greek place. i got the lamb chops, which were pretty good.
after dinner, we had drinks at this bar. greg got pretty drunk. (remember that this was a bachelor party.) i had only three whiskey's that night, so i was fine, but i did get a little headache. we stayed out pretty late, and by the time i got home, it was about 1:30-2am or so. man paul was crazy. he didn't get any sleep the night before; after maruichi, he proceeded to play lan games with mikeC and nelson, and didn't bother to sleep and went straight to fishing. like i said, crazy! :)
i slept past noon on sunday. i watched some tv on amc (the movie _dave_, which i like a lot), and decided to grab some breakfast at jack in the box. i realized the obon festival was going on at the mountain view buddhist temple across the street, so i walked on over to see if any of the taiko peeps were there. i couldn't find them, so i started walking back to my car, but then i bumped into joy and hiroshi, so i went back with them.
then, kara/gabe and susan/ray came, and then lucy freed up from the shaved ice stand, so i hung out with them for a few hours and then went home. i took another nap, and then i went to greg's place, where he grilled his halibut. i had dinner there, hung out for a while, and then went home.
all in all, it was a good weekend. i don't think i'll be going fishing for that long a period of time again, though. but it was definitely an experience!
man, i'm so glad it's friday. apparently there was an earthquake last night around 4:30am or so in the east bay (hayward was the epicenter). i slept right through it. i'm not looking forward to the early morning tomorrow, though. i'm gonna have to set my alarm for 4:30 and head off to greg's place for his fishing bachelor's party.
i ran errands for like two hours yesterday, right after my massage at 6. traffic was pretty bad, both on the 101 and the 85. first, i went to walmart to get a fishing license, but they were out of them, so i went to sports authority nearby. all they had was a 2-day license, so i had to pay extra. then, i had to drive all the way to saratoga to get my glasses tightened. by the time i got home, it was almost 8 or something. i was bushed.
my nose hurts. i have a big scab inside my left nostril, and i was blowing out bloody boogers this morning. hopefully, it heals fast, and i'll be extra careful when i play basketball next week. no more jumping for rebounds! that'll make my defense even worse, hehe.
i had a very late lunch with W today. it was good to see him, though. i miss the days when he worked here with me. we went to e-noodle, and i got my dumpling fix. maybe i'll call him up on sunday and see if he wants to go see _ratatouille_ with me.
so this time next week, i'll be on a gruelling flight to taiwan. i'm looking forward to seeing my parents and brother, but i'm really dreading the flight. i'm flying business class, though, so hopefully i'll get able to recline a lot further back and not have to worry as much about my tics bothering people next to me. i'm planning on drugging myself up with seroquel and xanax, which will hopefully knock me out and put me to sleep for a good chunk of the duration. we'll see. my brother apparently got bad jet lag, and i hope i don't suffer through that myself.
ok, i'm gonna cut this entry short today. all i want to do is get out of the office and call it a day/week. have a STUPENDOUS weekend folks!
man, i got destroyed today during basketball. T and i were going for the ball at the same time, and i ran nose-first into his shoulder. at first i couldn't breathe, and then, my left nostril started dripping blood like a faucet. i walked into the bathroom with tons of blood all over my hands. it took a few minutes for it to stop bleeding, and then i called it quits. i must have a big gash in there, because it stings. ouchie! bball is a violent sport!
i've realized that i don't have much of a sweet tooth. i don't like candy, candy bars, ice cream (we had our monthly ice cream social today at the company), etc. but two exceptions are donuts and pastries (by that i mean danishes). i didn't grow up eating much candy or sweets, but somehow, i did get a lot of cavities when i was a kid. go figure.
my dad called me up this morning (and woke me up) to tell me that he got a proposition from a friend to set me up with that dude's daughter. we both got a laugh out of it, and i told him, "sure, why not." but the thing is, he didn't give the guy my e-mail or anything, and instead, he just gave him this blog's URL. ha! he prefaced it by saying that this blog isn't a true representation of me, which made me wonder whether he is a regular reader. :) either way, i think i'm screwed.
i'm still tired! i can tell because when i wake up in the morning, i feel like puking. that's the sign that i haven't gotten enough sleep. but the thing is, i'm getting a solid 10-11 hours! that's a ridiculous amount. hm. man, this 5am fishing thing saturday morning is going to kill me, though. which reminds me, i gotta go to walmart and pick up a fishing license today. i hate walmart. it's a zoo, packed with people and stuff. plus, i need to go to pearle vision and get my glasses tightened so they don't fly off my face when i tic. i don't want to lose my specs when i'm out in the ocean!
when i see two dancers with good chemistry, i always think that they're sleeping together. i dunno. i mean, they're close, they're touching each other, and they're looking into each other's eyes and stuff... they gotta be attracted to each other and having sex, right? that's what i was thinking when i was watching _so you think you can dance_ last night. anyways, i was disappointed because i couldn't gawk at lauren. she and her partner wore ski caps and sunglasses, so i couldn't see her face. but anyways, the song they danced to was pretty cool. what was its name? the only thing i could remember was that the group was "citizen cope" or something like that.
ok, i know this is short, but i gotta go pee really badly, and then i'm off for my regular massage. toodles!
man, this has been a slow week. the days are crawling by. and the weather has been really weird! it rained this morning, and it's the first time EVER that i've seen rain in july here in the bay area. how odd. at least it was during the week, and not during the weekend. i'd feel bad for those people getting married in the summer here, only to find their special day ruined by rain. i also hear that there's a hurricane headed for hawaii as well, although it's supposed to weaken by the time it hits the islands.
i've been sleeping well this week, no doubt because of the sleep deprivation i suffered over the weekend in vegas. it was the first time in maybe three years (at least) that i saw the sunrise. and i'm going to see it again this coming weekend; it's greg's fishing trip/bachelor party, and we're meeting at his place at the ripe time of 5am. and one of my biggest fears might play out because the boat that we're renting has no bathroom. i really hope that i won't get diarrhea while we're out in the water. yikes!
so does anyone know whatever happened to 1-800-collect and 1-800-call-att? i haven't seen ads for those numbers in many years now. remember the carrot top ads? do people not call collect anymore? i guess it maybe it's too expensive, now that people have cell phones and such. anyways, i was just wondering.
i was checking my referrer's logs today (like i always do), and guess what? amabelle's back! remember back when she, i, eric, adam and rita used to hang out back in 2001? man, that was such a long time ago. life has changed for a lot of us, especially since three of us are now married and stuff. but i'm glad to see that all five of us are still blogging. so even though we don't hang out anymore, i like the fact that i still get to keep up with their lives.
i really don't like the silicon valley turnaround. tomorrow will mark my third anniversary here at this company, and i've seen people go, and i've seen people come and go while i've been here. it's kind of sad, actually, but i know it's a fact of life. we just have to adapt, i guess. i mean, i certainly haven't been loyal myself. but what i hate is having to take over people's stuff, which i didn't really have to do at my previous companies. but here, i've had to shoulder the load of the work of people who have left, and i must say, it kind of sucks. this company needs to do a better job of hiring people to replace those who have left, and so far, it hasn't been doing that. i'm gonna have to talk to my boss about that when he gets back next week.
i watched four episodes of _scrubs_ reruns last night. as much as i love the show, i'm starting to get tired of it. some episodes are better than others, and i think i caught a dry spell of bad ones last night. my favorite one is still the air band episode. i love watching donald faisan (turk) dance!
oh, we went to southland flavor cafe today for lunch, and i ate pork diaphragm. it sounded gross, but the guys swore to me that it tasted good, so i tried some. it looked like meat with some stringy ligaments attached, but i thought it was dry and tough. i had like three pieces and decided i didn't like it. i still won't eat stuff like intestine, escargot, frog, etc. i guess you could call me un-adventurous.
ok, time to wrap this baby up. bye!
man, i am still beat today. i had this horrible dream where i watched two women get burned to death. they were engulfed in flames, and their skin started to crack from the heat. it was awful. i woke up, and i couldn't get that image out of my head. i've asked myself whether i'd rather be burned to death or drowned, and both of them seem like horrible ways to die.
i played basketball for about an hour and a half today. it was good exercise, although my jumpers were totally off. i didn't grab my usual vietnamese sandwich afterwards, so all i've eaten today is a twix bar. maybe for dinner tonight i'll grab a burger from jack in the box or something.
so the total bill for the bachelor party, including hotel, flights, entertainment and food, tops out to about $1K. i guess that's about standard for vegas. luckily i don't go there that often, and that's probably the last bachelor party in LV that i'll ever have besides my own.
i smoked a ton in vegas. both days i spent there, i went through about a pack a day. people did mooch off of me, though, but i smoked the bulk of the cigarettes. i went through 25 on saturday! i'm surprised my throat and lungs didn't hurt; that's happened to me before. it was nice (and sort of weird), being able to smoke indoors. but i was very conscious of the fact that i didn't want others to breathe my secondhand smoke. i don't like subjecting people to that. and the places are well-ventilated, too, so that's a good thing.
sunday night, i was watching _extreme makeover: home edition_, and i found myself really touched by the story. in fact, i got all mushy, and before i knew it, i had a tear rolling down my right cheek. amazing! i mean, i rarely cry, and i mean i RARELY cry. but something about this show really got my emotions going. and a few weeks ago, espn had this story about this girl who got this brain tumor removed, which left her with limited physical abilities. and she got to see her favorite athlete, michelle kwan. that got me all touched as well, although i didn't cry that time, though. hm. am i turning into a girl?
man, it's only tuesday, and this week is *crawling* by. it doesn't help that i'm dreading taking over M's (the dude who's leaving) stuff. i have a lot to learn this week, and if (or rather, when) i have to make modifications to the systemC model, it's going to be very tough. my boss, who's in toronto this week, left me a message while i was playing basketball, and he knows it's going to be hard with him resigning, but he says i'm the most qualified to take over right now, but damn, we'd better get a replacement for him soon, because i don't think i can do this.
paul's funny. he wants to pimp out his prius. mud flaps, tinting, new rims, the whole shibang. we had dinner last night (with leeya, too) at saigon harbor. i got suckered into ordering the half roasted duck after the waiter told us we didn't get enough food. we wound up getting too much stuff (3 entrees and 1 soup). next time, i'll put my foot down!
after basketball today, i was outside listening to my boss's voicemail, and i had this monstrous tic. a huge chunk of earwax fell out of my right ear. i played with it, and it was all pasty and very malleable. it smelled really funky, too. like i said, the earwax from my right side has a very distinct odor, but my left ear's wax is odorless. odd, huh? hm. maybe i should book a visit with my doctor and get my ears cleaned out. i think i can't hear as well with all gunk in there.
ok. time to wrap this up and get ready to check up on some jobs. ciao!
man, i slept for 13 hours last night and still feel tired. i actually got the most sleep among all the guys, since i left the club early friday night/early saturday morning. even so, i got to see the sun come up that day. to punish me for skipping out early, alan's brother in law (hanns) got me two whiskeys at smith & wollensky's. ha! i gave one of them to jeremy, so i didn't have to drink them both.
i feel slightly depressed today. it always happens after a big party and i'm left alone. the last time it happened was after paul's wedding. i wanted to see the bowling gang last night, but they were all occupied. hence the solo taco bell dinner. luckily, i was so dead tired that i just went to bed early.
so our systemC guru and modelling stud is leaving the company. i'm kind of bummed because he's a pretty good guy. now, he's handing off his knowledge to me this week. man, i hope i'm not stuck being the one to carry his torch, because i've got plenty of stuff to do, and i'm not sure i will ever know how to do the stuff that he's done. we better hire somebody to replace him, and soon.
oh, i forgot to mention that i sort of learned how to play craps over the weekend. i didn't play myself, but i watched some of the guys play at luxor. a very easy way to make money (and lose it). there was this dude in sunglasses who was on a ridiculous hot streak. he couldn't lose! alan and others doubled their money in a few minutes, and it was totally amazing. we spent half an hour there, and the guy rolled a 7 only once. awesome. some people have the best luck, it seems.
how much do you tip a cab driver? is there a certain percentage, or is it more of a set amount per ride? i have no clue on these things.
i realized over this weekend that i am totally a face person. no matter how hot a body a girl has, i just can't like her unless she has a really nice face. some of my friends can get over that and focus on other parts of their body, i.e. boobs or ass or something else, but for me, that just doesn't work. like at tao nightclub, when all those girls in lingerie came out to dance on the platform, one of the guys was all excited, and i just replied, "but they're all butterfaces!" hehe.
i want to congratulate my buddy alex (and his wife ellen) on their new daughter sophia. she was born this past weekend (hence alex's inability to attend the bachelor party). yay! now, nearly all of my married college guy friends have kids. boy, do i feel left behind.
one thing i noticed in vegas (as well as other places) is how different the world is now that there are flat-panel tv's around. now, there are video screens in all sorts of places. before, with tube tv's, that wasn't the case. but now that televisions are slim and can be placed virtually everywhere, tv's *are* everywhere. i think that's pretty cool; there's stuff to watch wherever you go now.
ok, that's it for today. back to this gate sim compiling. *pukes*
so friday morning, i met up with alan and ting at 8am (early!), and we shuffled on down to SJC and flew off to vegas. we met jay at the airport and shared a cab to the signature at MGM. the signature is this 3-tower hotel that's separate from the MGM grand. it's this "quieter" side of the complex, more for families and stuff, no casino or anything.
after unpacking and stuff, we had lunch at the MGM buffet. the food wasn't very good, but it was only $15. then, we head off for the pool. it was BLAZING hot, well over 100 degrees. i didn't go in, so i volunteered to watch over the guys' stuff while they head off into the water. the pools were packed with people, mostly family and frat/sorority types. luckily, i found a place under the umbrellas, or i would have roasted.
after everyone trickled in, we showered up and had dinner at tao (in the venetian), this swanky expensive asian restaurant/nightclub. the food was good, and i especially enjoyed these lobster dumplings. for the entree, i got this chilean seabass. i've decided that i don't like seabass anymore. it's too rich, and it made me feel sick. dinner came out to $104.01 exactly for each of us. yikes!
afterwards, we hit tao the nightclub. since we ate there, we got stamped and bypassed the line right away. that was good because the wait for the line was like 2-3 hours. !!! what was cool was that they had this bathtub, up on the stage, and at a certain point, these two hot girls (wearing nothing but a g-string and rose petals covering their breasts) got in and started writhing. and then, these girls wearing black lingerie got up on stage and started dancing. definitely nice eye candy, although their faces weren't that good.
we danced for about an hour, and then the boys and the girls split, and we hit our nightspots. we (the guys) went to T (sucky talent) and then SR (packed, but better). the big surprise was the peter flew in for 8 hours, and he was a sight for sore eyes. yay! i left at 4:30am on my own because i was so damn tired and needed gas for the next night.
saturday, i slept until noon. we had lunch at the food court (nathan's chili cheese dog and onion rings). then, we went to hooter's and played some craps, where everyone lost $100 really quickly. then, we took a tour of the Hotel (swanky place similar to the W in SF) and then the wynn, where we met up with jack and jeremy, who were in for a mere 12-13 hours. we hung out for a bit and then got early reservations at smith & wollensky's, this steak place on the strip. most of us got this huge bone-in ribeye, but jack and valmik got a WHOLE chicken. it was gigantic!
oh, by the way, friday night, i puked three times. i had three jameson's, two kamikaze's, two vodka shots, and some champagne. mixing = puking. this whole weekend, i couldn't catch a good buzz. i just got headaches and felt sick, which was a bummer.
so after S&W's, we took a limo to S, where spent the rest of the night. i left with teddy and navin around 3:30am or so (yeah, i know, we were weak sauce) and promptly crashed. they fell asleep in the cab even. and that was it for vegas.
alan and i flew back and landed down around 4pm, and i unpacked and plopped myself in front of the tv and crashed. i called up paul and nelson, but they were up north in the city, so i just got some taco bell and got food coma. around 9 or so, i just went to bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
anyways, overall, it was a fun (and expensive) weekend. i blew about $500 and didn't even gamble. everyone was saying how i'm the last bachelor now, and my turn would be the last vegas trip. hehe. at the rate i'm going, they'll all get old geezers when my bachelor party is held!
ah, another 4-day workweek. i leave early tomorrow morning for las vegas. fun fun! i am dreading coming back, though, because i have a lot to do when i come back on monday. the big thing looming is this slice-level gate simulation that i'm in charge of. gate sim sucks! but i'll try to sweep it under the rug in my mind while i'm gone. in the meantime, i'll look forward to hanging out with the guys in vegas. it'll be hot!
i had a dream this morning that i was back in high school, and i had to give a speech about tips to do well in ac dec (academic decathlon). i was pretty nervous. i was never good at giving speeches. speech is one of the ten events in ac dec, and i got better at it after doing it for two years. but even so, i was never good at impromptu speeches, you know, where they give you a topic and a minute to think about it, and you have to talk to like two minutes. that was nerve-wracking! i've heard that in a survey, public speaking is the #1 fear among people, and death is #2. ha! people would rather die than have to give the eulogy!
i'm pretty close to buying a GPS. it's very useful. on the drive to cupertino village with J today, i was playing with his garmin nuvi. it's pretty easy and intuitive to use, so i'm thinking about getting a similar model. paul has a nuvi as well, but his is way too high-end. i figure that since i'll be in LA and hawaii in the coming months, a GPS would come in handy.
i wonder how many lap dances i'll get this weekend. like i said, i think i'm not really interested in them anymore. i mean, it's sort of nice to appreciate a hot girl writhing in my lap, but it's getting old. among all the lap dances i've gotten, i've only gotten a woody once, and that was years ago in reno (the girl's name was isa). *shrug* aside from that, my most memorable experience with strippers is actually talking to them. go figure.
i've realized that i have at least two levels of "like" when i like a girl. one is a medium level, but that can be disguised as a higher level if i'm all wrapped up in her. what i mean is that i can inflate that level of like with love goggles. and that's deceiving. but after i get over the girl, the reality of my affection sets in, and i realize that i didn't like her that much in the first place.
the second level, which is much rarer, stays permanently. these apply to girls that i will most likely like for the rest of my life. and that's saying a lot. currently, there are only less than a handful of women that are on this level (most obviously, k1 is an example), and there are some other candidates as well. these candidates are a bit tricky to tell, though, because i'm not sure if i still like them simply because i can't have them. has that happened to you before? i.e., you like a girl because they're hard/impossible to get?
affection is such a tricky thing. i wish it could be more mechanical, like there could be a switch where i could turn on and off who i liked. instead, it's very whimsical, and i can't control it. instead, i like girl i can't get, i dislike girls that i can get, i fall in and out of love unexpectedly, etc. it's all a big mess sometimes. unpredictable!
ok, that's it for me today. i'm off! see you after the weekend, and let's hope i don't come back a fried egg.
so it looks i'm going to mikeT's wedding after all. not that i was ever planning on *not* going, but i was just having trouble finding somebody to travel with. most of the bowling gang was going to stay longer and go island hopping, but i wasn't really interesting in doing that. but today, geoff and pak booked their flights, and i'm going to travel with them on a brief thursday-sunday jaunt. i know it's a short stay, but there's nothing in hawaii that i'm really interesting in doing, so i'm going to go just for mike's wedding.
my haircut looks bad. i look like a monchichi! ugh. i wonder if i should go back and ask them even it out, because i've got lumps of hair all over. hm. maybe i should go to a place better than supercuts. i've been going to this supercuts since my college days, so that's like 15 years!
yeah, i have no idea why that picture of me in japan is associated with tekoki. that's why it's so weird and random. that italian girl (the one on the far left), though... she doesn't look hot in the picture, but yeah, she was attractive. i remember one night, we were drinking, and she said that she gets "dangerous" when she's drunk. that definitely intrigued me, and i proceeded to try to get her drunk to see if i could get her to sleep with me. ha! that was also the night where i first got a girl's digits. (it was also the only time i've ever attempted to do that.) her name was mieko, and she was pretty cute. i was pretty buzzed off whiskey, and i just walked up to her, talked for a little bit, and when i left, i asked for her number. and whaddya know, she gave it to me! *flex*
i'm a terrible planner. it's due to my laziness, i suppose. like all these trips i've been on and am going on, i don't lift a finger when it comes to planning; i leave it all to other people. instead, i just tell them to book a flight or a hotel for me, and i pay them back. every group trip i've been on, it's been like that. yeah, i'm going to be a horrible husband or father or something.
i got back in touch with my jeffrey over the weekend. he's a church friend from back during my high school days. (no, i'm not religious.) i only went to church for one year (my senior year in high school), and that was to accompany my mom after she became a christian. the other reason why i went was because i liked a girl there. hehe. but anyways, she and i became pretty close. i once talked to her on the phone for five hours, which is a personal record. now, looking back, i have no idea what we could have chatted about for that length of time. she's the first person i said "i love you" to, although i did it in writing in a letter. but then, i went off to college, and i forgot about her very quickly. sad, i know. i never did well with long distance. "out of sight, out of mind" was all too true for me.
ok, time to get out of here. bye!
i had the worst night of sleep last night. i kept on waking up every hour or so, and i couldn't tell whether i was awake or dreaming that i was awake. anyways, it was terrible, and i feel like shit today. i guess i could have done the usual routine of getting up at 3am and taking my xanax, but for whatever reason, i decided to just gut it out. i guess i was just curious to see how my night would go without medication.
i took a risky fart today. it was after lunch (when i usually have a liquid dump), and i was outside having a smoke, and i felt a bubble brewing in my ass. i knew that i would risk taking a shit in my pants, but i farted anyway. it was one of those potentially wet bubbly farts, but luckily, i didn't soil myself. man, i wonder if it really is the topamax that's the culprit in causing my permanent diarrhea. *ponder*
i'm finally getting a haircut today. it's been like 7 weeks since my last one. my hair is a mess, and i figure i should look good for the strippers this weekend. to tell you the truth, though, i'm not really interested in seeing strippers anymore. i think i've gone to too many strip clubs, and the novelty has worn off. no more boobs in the face; what i want now is a nice, soft kiss.
one of my coworkers got a flat tire, and he had to replace both tires on his civic. today, he spent $500 on a pair of goodyear f1 Y-rated tires. wow! those are like the highest-rated tires you can get. they better be worth it. i told him he should drive like a madman to get his money's worth. i think my tires are H-rated.
you know what i find to be a hassle when dating a new girl? learning a whole new set of (her) friends. not that i don't like meeting new people from time to time, but at my stage in life, i don't feel like inheriting an entire set of new friends. i feel like i've got enough friends already, you know? that's why i think it would be cool to date someone that i am already friends with. just a thought.
weird weather today. it's been all cloudy and stuff. apparently, there were supposed to be lightning flashes (but without rain), a big fire hazard day. odd, huh? i welcome it, though, because it hasn't been hot like it has been lately. i'm enjoying these mild temperatures because it's going to be blazing in vegas come this weekend.
another weird thing. if you google "tekoki" and go to the bottom of the page, there's a picture of me from 1996, sitting on a bench at an onsen resort in japan. the other women are exchange students from europe and the project coordinator. the picture was taken by my finnish buddy, ilkka. he was a cool dude; he could switch back and forth between an american and british accent, all learned by just watching movies.
ok, time to get out of here and get tha badly-needed haircut. ciao!
man, i am beat today. not sure why. i slept a solid 11 hours, so maybe that was too much or something. i had the hardest time getting out of bed, and after lunch, i found it hard to walk. i passed out in my cube around 3pm, and my boss walked by and started laughing. whoops!
so a few saturdays from now, i'm going fishing for greg's bachelor party. we're taking a boat into the san francisco bay for the entire day. i have three fears about this. 1) i am afraid that i will get seasick. the last time they did this, nelson was puking the entire time. 2) i am afraid that i will tic and lose my glasses in the water. so maybe i'll take my glasses off for the whole time. 3) i am afraid that i'll have to take a dump. my diarrhea comes multiple times a day, and i don't know if the boat will have a toilet.
yeah, in retrospect, i should have picked up my dad from the airport and stuff. but the thing is, he probably would have refused. my dad's weirdly imdependent like that. he likes driving around and getting about on his own. but yeah, our time spent together was way too short, but he told me that he enjoyed it, so i'm glad. *sniff*
friday night, at aqui, there was this big dude wearing shorts, and his shorts were way too low, so he was showing buttcrack. it was very unappetizing. the table next to us noticed, too. at least he didn't have a hairy ass. it reminds me of this one time we were playing taboo, and the word was "plumber," and all the team had to say for the guesser to get it right was "buttcrack." talk about being on the same wavelength!
saturday, at best buy, this was this kid who couldn't be been more than 8 years old playing guitar hero. he was doing "freebird" on medium level, and he was really good! the thing is, he had small hands, but he was just rocking on the guitar, and there was a small crowd of people watching him play. for those of you who don't play, "freebird" has a long and difficult solo at the end. the kid scored 94% at the end, and after he finished, people applauded. pretty cool.
i heard it reached 117 degrees in las vegas over the weekend. holy fucking shit! this concerns me because i'm going to be there this coming weekend. people said that shoes were melting on the asphalt. hot damn! anyways, i've got mixed emotions about the trip. on one hand, i'm excited to see jay again and party it up with the guys, although peter and alex can't make it (major bummer). but on the other hand, the sleep deprivation is going to kill me. i don't function well on little sleep. and of course, there is the heat factor. oh well, i'll just have to suck it up.
so what do you do when you ask a girl out, she says no, but you stay friends? how do those feelings go away? do they just slowly fade away? i think it must be a little tough, because you still see them on a regular basis, and there's no distance that's forced upon you two. in the past, from my own personal experience, once i know that it's not going to work out between me and a girl i like, i just put up some mental roadblocks, but usually with those came physical separation. you know, that whole "out of sight, out of mind" thing. but if you still remain friends and hang out still, then that's a very different situation, and i suppose it will take a little longer to get over the "like" feelings.
ok, it's almost 6. i'm dying to get out of here.
friday night, i met up with a few folks in downtown campbell, and we went to eat at this "wholesome" mexican place called aqui. the food was ok and relatively inexpensive. i got the pork chile verde. afterwards, greg and cheryl met up with us, and they went drinking. i had to leave early to meet up with my dad, who drove in on a layover on the way to taiwan. he got in around 11pm, so we just chatted for a bit and shared some jameson (neat, since i had no ice) before he went to sleep.
he left at 8am saturday morning, which made me sad because i didn't get to hang out with him at all. i went back to sleep and had this crazy dream where i was playing this old NES videogame and had to put paul's dog spike on my head in order to see.
i got up at noon, and just watched some tv before meet up with paul and nelson at in 'n out. paul bought leeya brand new prius for her birthday! i've seen commercials of people buying cars for each other for special occasions, but i have rarely heard of people actually doing it. man, that's generous. at in 'n out, i just got a shake for lunch because it was 3pm, and i was having dinner at 6:30.
dinner was leeya's birthday event at alexander's steakhouse. leeya had been craving the prime rib ever since we went there for nelson's birthday dinner last year, so i got it as well, just a 14oz cut, though. it was really good, i must admit. i don't usually like steak, but this one was tender and very flavorful. what amazes me is mikeT's ability to eat steak; he got a 2lb ribeye, and he finished it! damn.
after dinner, paul told leeya that he got her a birthday present, and handed over a car remote. (the prius doesn't need keys.) so we walked out, and leeya searched for her new car. when she found it, she was really happy. she named her car "arthur." then we headed over to their house to play some wii, and i headed home to catch the last part of sportscenter.
sunday, i got up and went over to jeremy and kate's house for a bbq with the stanford gang. jack and amy, dave and carolyn, and jose all came, and there were four kids there. it was cool to get everyone together again, although it was a bummer that alan and ting couldn't come (they were hosting a bbq of their own). i was watching the kids all play together, and i wondered if i had the energy to have kids of my own at my stage in life. it takes so much work!
i left around 5, and i drove to alvin's house, and 5 of us drove up to daly city to meet up with geoff and pak. from there, we went to calzone's (in north beach) for geoff's birthday dinner. i have yet to eat good italian food in north beach. my calzone was pretty bland, even with the extra marinara sauce that i requested. afterwards, we stopped by a cafe for dessert, hung out at geoff's place for some tea, and head back.
all in all, a busy and fun weekend, and i'm looking forward to this 4-day workweek.
so i thought _transformers_ was pretty good. i mean, it wasn't deep or anything, but i enjoyed it. the two and a half hours flew by, and i was mesmerized by all the transforming goodness. the moment i heard optimus prime's voice (they used the same voice actor as in the cartoons!), i was taken back to my childhood's years. oh, and i got my favorite seat in the theater, too, the right aisle. that seat's the best because there's no one to my right, so i was free to tic and not have to worry about losing my glasses if they flew off my face.
afterwards, though, i got hit with a massive bout of insomnia. i still couldn't sleep by the time it hit 3am, and that's when i had to take some xanax to knock me out. ouch. it hurt to get up this morning.
my morning dumps are all about gravity. in bed, i can fart without soiling myself, but the moment i stand up, i can feel all the liquid in my bowels settling down and rushing toward my sphincter. yeah, remember when i said that i was having solid dumps? that's no longer the case. all of my shits are now liquid. it sucks. i think my body's not retaining any water or something.
my dad's coming into town tonight. his flight's getting in about 9pm, and he's leaving the house tomorrow around 9am. that means i won't get to do much with him, maybe an early breakfast or something. sigh. maybe we'll just have time to have a quick walk/smoke together tonight. it's ok, though, because i'll get to see my whole family in a few weeks when i fly to taiwan.
i'm sort of jealous of the bowling gang, because most of them have their parents nearby. i wish i got to see my parents more often. i wasn't really into my family in years past, but i think we got closer in the past few years. i guess i realized that i won't have them around forever, and that made me feel like i should appreciate them more. i call my mom every weekend (using skype), and as long as she doesn't preach the gospel to me, i enjoy our talks. the family member who i feel most distant from is my little brother. we never talk, and that makes me sad. i see so many people who are close to their siblings, and i just wish i had that. my bro and i are 10 years apart, so we never really got to know each other growing up. i guess there's time to mend that, but neither of us have taken that first step.
at greg's bbq on the 4th, aimee took one look at this dude's tongue and could tell that he had trouble sleeping. maybe i should have her take a look at mine and see if she can make the same diagnosis. i wonder what her treatment would be. i'd love to get a permanent fix to my insomnia so i can get off of two of my drugs. i wonder what all my pills are doing to my body, side effect-wise. it can't be a good thing to be permanently medicated.
i popped a boner during lunch, while we were sitting down at e-noodle. believe me, sex was the last thing on my mind. hm. maybe dumplings are some sort of aphrodisiac for me?
ok. that's it for me this week. gonna get a massage today. my tics have gotten worse, so my neck and shoulders are killing me. have a STUPENDOUS weekend folks!
so yesterday, i spent the entire day at greg's bbq at serra park. i woke up around 11am and went to safeway to buy some food. for once, i was able to buy the same number of hot dogs and buns (both ballpark brand). i also got ketchup and spicy ketchup. but we never cooked the stuff. instead, we had bul ko gi, kal bi, chicken, carne asada, and some other food.
most of the guys there played volleyball, but since i suck at the sport, i just hung out and chilled out and smoked. i got home around 8 or so, and i turned on ESPN and got to watch kobayashi vs. chestnut. i can't believe they ate over 60 hot dogs each! it was amazing.
today, i went to go play basketball, and it was so fucking hot that after 3 games or so, i just called it quits and left early. i mean, we even play indoors, and it was too hot. i didn't sleep very well, though, so maybe that added to my lethargy. i did dream about finding my parent's porn stash, and that was pretty exciting. when i was younger, for some reason, we got _playboy_, and i intercepted them and hid a few issues from my parents. i still have some of them hidden away in some boxes in the garage back in dallas. i hope my parents don't start looking through my old boxes!
my mom caught me looking at porn once in high school. that was when you could download .GIF and .JPG's from BBS's. luckily, when she caught me, i was simply looking at them, not wanking off. she made me delete the files from the computer, but i used norton utilities to un-delete them as soon as i had the chance. ha! i even had some .GL files, too. remember those? they were one of the first animated files around.
so A and i finally (it looks like) solved the mystery of the I2C failing tests today. apparently, there was a signal contention because one source was pulling the wire up, and this other empty skeleton block was driving 0. thus, the X. so simple! but it took me five days to find out the problem. *bonk* shit, it always happens this way; it's always the easiest fixes that take the longest to solve. sigh. but at least i'm happy that it seems to be done.
i'm seeing _transformers_ tonight. i'm sort of excited. i think i may be hyping it up too much, though. i just want to be entertained. i know it won't be deep or anything, so all i'm expecting is special effects and robot fighting and stuff like that. i'm just a little worried about my tics in a large crowd.
*yawn* i'm glad it's thursday. this has been a tough week at work, even though i had yesterday at work. this I2C thing has been rough, but i've been keeping my eye on the regression results as i've been typing up this blog, and it seems like all the tests have been passing. *huzzah* i've got a full weekend, with leeya's birthtday dinner at alexander's and jeremy's bbq on sunday (dave and carolyn will be in town!).
ok, i'm gonna take off early today. i think i deserve it.
damn. i've spent a total of three days debugging this I2C shit. i just spent about 3.5 straight hours today looking into it, and we found an issue that *might* be the reason. i am crossing my fingers that this is the root cause of the problem. i sure fucking hope so; more debugging on this is going to drive me insane! (update: the test still failed. ARGH!)
it feels like a friday. the good thing is, i'll get another real friday in only a couple of days! i'm looking forward to having a day off in the middle of the week. how often does that happen?
and no, i don't have bulimia. i take eating disorders very seriously. i dated a girl who had ED's, both anorexia and bulimia. it was pretty intense stuff. whenever i hear a girl say that she wants to lose weight, alarm bells go off in my brain.
basketball was very good today. the teams were very evenly matched, and all of the games were decided by one point. it was pretty fun. i like four-on-four full-court the best, i think. there's enough spacing to get off shots for me; 5-on-5 is too crowded, especially because we don't play on a full-size court. but as usual, my bad defense was well-known, as they matched me up with the worst offensive player on the other team, hehe.
i think i have a concussion or something. like i said, i have a constant headache from all the ticcing. and everytime my head slams into my shoulder from a tic, my head starts throbbing/ringing with pain. it really sucks. in fact, i'm going to get some tylenol now.
when we went to southland yesterday for dinner, i had all this pressure in my stomach. so i went to the bathroom, to go try to take a shit. the toilet seat was all wet with piss! yuck. so i wiped it down, but all i could do was fart. i farted a lot, though. there was probably enough gas to blow up a small balloon. still, sitting on that wet toilet seat was gross. that's exactly the reason why my dad made me sit down to pee when i was a kid. i was a splashy kind of pisser, and that made my parents angry. even to this day, when i'm at a friend's house or at home, i sit down to take a leak. yes, i know it's girly. but at least i don't make a mess.
ok. i'm going home now. i'm tired, grouchy (from the test not passing), and fed up with work. but have a nice holiday!
hey peeps. this week is going to be weird, having a day off in the middle. i feel like it's a throwaway week, but then again, there are four normal workdays, just split in half. hm.
so we're going to alexander's (again) this weekend to celebrate leeya's birthday. i hope we don't order wine this time. the last time, i think we got two expensive bottles, which drove up the price to $82 a person. yowzers! i'm still interested in trying the authentic kobe beef from japan, but at over $200 a pop, i'm not going to pull the trigger on that one. remember that i decided i don't like steak, so i'm not sure what i'm going to order this time. and also, last time, i was very underdressed, so this time i'll be sure to bust out my club monaco gear. man, i spent so much money at that store, and i rarely get to wear that stuff anymore. no more clubbing nights!
thus begins july. it's going to be a busy month. i've got birthday celebrations, two bachelor parties, a trip to taiwan, my dad's visit, some bbq's, etc. i'm looking forward to it, though. it's nice to have things to do. i'm just not looking forward to the heatwave that we're supposed to have.
the movie last night was a bit uncomfortable for me. my tourette's has been acting up a little bit, and i had some strangers sitting to my right. (that's why i like aisle seats.) i ticced a few times at the beginning of the movie, and they kept looking at me funny. i spent much of the movie almost lying down, trying to keep my tics in check. they behaved because of that, but it was a bit awkward-looking and the weird posture sort of made my neck and back sore. sigh, this damn tourette's of mine.
have there been any studies on subliminal learning? i mean, what happens when you hear stuff that's spoken to you when you're sleeping? does it get learned? i remember that _friends_ episode when chandler's trying to quit smoking by listening to this tape while he's in bed. does that stuff work? i ask because i fall asleep to sportscenter all the time, and i wonder if i am subconsciously learning all this sports information because of it. *ponder*
i had another bloody dump today. it always happens right after lunch, after my post-meal cigarette. i can't tell how much of it is pure blood, because all of it is liquid. hm. oh, saturday night, when i was driving to work, i felt this insane urge to take a shit. i was literally speeding down the road as fast as i could, and after i parked, i ran through the building to the bathroom, and as soon as i sat down, all this explosive diarrhea blew out of my ass. it felt SO GOOD. i've had orgasmic pisses before, but this might be the first orgasmic dump i've ever had.
ok, that's it for today. time to see who's around for dinner.
so friday night, four of us had dinner at pizza chicago. it's pretty much understood that when we go there, we order the great chicago fire pizza. that's damn tasty. i do miss the al bundy pizza, though, but nobody ever wants to order that with me. we got another pizza, the dennis rodman. it was only so-so. after that, i just went home and watched _sportscenter_ and fell asleep.
saturday, nelson, mikeC and i had lunch at pho nam. afterwards, nelson and i stopped at sports basement so he could pick up a bike lock. then, we went over to see john, who was taking care of three kittens and two puppies. the kittens were living in the bathtub, and man, they stunk. smelled like shit-filled kitty litter. we watched a lot of tv, and then we left to meet up with mikeC again for dinner at fiesta del mar for dinner.
fiesta del mar makes fabulous chimichangas. it's basically a huge deep-fried burrito. very heavy, very delicious. i also ordered a root beer, and at the last minute, a whiskey. i was completely stuffed (and not to mention that my dinner was $28), so stuffed that afterwards, i went back into the bathroom and puked some of my dinner up to relieve the pressure in my stomach. then, we headed over to paul's place to hang out for a bit. we watched the second of _courage under fire_, and then i had to go into work for a bit to check up on a job i was running earlier in the day. then, i skype'd my mom for half an hour and went to bed.
sunday, a group of us had lunch at pho kim long. the six of us were split among two tables, so i sat with paul's two younger sisters, tina and aimee. they use the word "hella" a lot. afterwards, the two guys ditched me, and i drove the three girls to the great mall, where they shopped at forever 21. i went off on my own to izod, tommy hilfiger, and nautica. i actually spent more than they did! haha. i'm not much into buying clothes, but i picked up a yellow polo shirt and an orange t. ah, my favorite colors.
after getting back to paul's place, we watched the second half of _judge dredd_. bad movie, but at least it had diane lane in it. i think she's beautiful, as evidenced by the fact that she immediately made it into the first list of my nubiles right after natalie portman. i was supposed to have dinner with alan and ting, but they had a late lunch at valley fair's foodcourt, so i went out again with paul and company. we didn't have dinner, but met up with greg and cheryl to watch _knocked up_ at AMC vallco.
i thought the movie was ok. i think i hyped it up too much and was hoping it would be hilarious. i did get my hot dog fix, though, for a whopping $4. it was a long movie, and i got home around 11pm, took a quick shower, and hopped into bed hoping to catch the tail end of sportscenter. but they must have ended it earlier, because they were showing a rerun of a baseball game. oh well.