August 27, 2007
hunter
i want to be a hunter again
i want to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again
so let me go
so i was e-mailing a friend of mine who just broke up with her boyfriend of 6 years, and a random fact popped up in my head. it was about how dido's song "hunter" is about being single again. i learned this fact when mikeT, greg and i saw her in concert up in berkeley a few years ago. i thought it was the coolest thing, equating a single person to being a "hunter." neat-o! great metaphor.
so alan and ting are headed off to costa rica right now. i think they're already there, in fact. good thing i have the tahoe camping trip this weekend, of else i would have nobody to hang out with this labor day weekend. (phew) i'm looking forward to it. my second time camping ever! i think we're going to be eating well, too. i'm going to bring my own toilet paper, though. i have two fears: getting diarrhea on a hike and not being able to sleep with other people in my tent. we'll see what happens. but it'll be fun; i think there's like 14-15 people going, so it'll just be one big party. i'll consult john and see which one of us will be bringing the whiskey. :)
so i was IM'ing jay this morning, and he mentioned that maybe it's the sunlight that's making me get up earlier. i replied that it's probably not the case, since the sun still rises around the same time. but that got me worried: when daylight savings hits in october, the sun's going to rise an hour earlier. that might give me trouble, since i think i am definitely sensitive to light. hm. man, what the hell is wrong with me? what changed two weeks ago? fyi, i got up at 8:30 this morning, once again. and the first song that i played on my iMac was "bye bye bye," in honor of that brilliant dancer at the wedding. haha
so football is *almost* finally here! this sunday, the cowboys are playing the giants on national television. i was so excited, but now i just remembered that i'll be on the camping trip. shit. it's a rare thing, to see my beloved 'boys on tv when the 49ers and raiders dominate the airwaves out here in the bay area. oh well. i'll be cheering them on in spirit. go cowboys!
i didn't sleep naked at the hotel on catalina. i was too afraid of catching some sort of nasty disease through my schlong's contact with the sheets. yowza! both nights, though, i was buzzed or drunk, and i took xanax, so i fell asleep with no problems. but yeah, sleeping naked is the only way to go. i also slept with clothes on during my week in taiwan, too; i didn't want to freak my parents out, so i just wore my entire stanford outfit in bed (basketball shorts and a dry-fit tank top). amazingly enough, with clothes on and no sportscenter to watch, i managed to sleep well in taiwan, so maybe it's just all psychological. *ponder*
man. tonight, i have two dinners at 6:30. i'm going to the one i committed to first (the taiko gathering), and i'm going to call afterwards and maybe head up san mateo afterwards to see jan. a lot of driving! but i haven't seen jan in ages, so i want to catch up with her. she was invited to the wedding this past weekend, but didn't attend.
my post-lunch dump today was amazing. it was like a string of soft goodness being pulled out of my ass. but for once, it was actually *less* matter than i expected. it's these post-lunch dumps that i'm afraid of when i go on the camping trip. the morning ones are very regular; i take a shit within 5 minutes of getting out of bed. it's pretty amazing; i can fart in bed, but when i stand up, i guess gravity pulls the stuff down to my sphincter. but the ones after lunch come after my post-meal smoke, and they're semi-regular. so we'll see if it comes when camping. maybe i'll have to take some squares of toilet paper and a plastic bag on the hike.
ok. almost time to go to dinner. ciao!
alan and ting's wedding
so friday, i met up with jeremy and kate at los gatos and drove down to LA. the trip wasn't as painful as driving down alone, thanks to the good company and the tunes on my iPod. we stopped at a burger king, and i had a tasty whopper (with cheese, of course), and i witnessed jeremy eat three hamburgers. the traffic on the 405 was horrible, but we made it to the ferry with an hour to spare. *phew*
after checking into the hotel, we went to the welcome dinner and saw many friendly faces. i love the feeling of being surrounded by friends at a happy occasion. the dinner was a pizza buffet, and that night, i proceeded to drink three whiskeys (jameson, of course), a GIGANTIC double-shot of tequila (i couldn't finish it on one sip), and a shot of jagermeister. that last one was absolutely disgusting, as i hate black licorice. but they had it on tap, and when i noticed the sign, i mentioned that i never had it before, so alex got it for us. needless to say, i puked twice when i got back to the hotel.
the next morning, i woke up at 10, and jeremy, kate and i grabbed breakfast at this placed called "original jack's." yummy spinach, garlic and sausage omelette. we walked around a bit, and then visited alex and ellen's 6-week daughter, sophia. i had massive food coma, so i fell asleep for three innings of the dodgers' game on tv. afterwards, we walked around a bit, and then got changed for the wedding.
ting's cousin chris and i were in charge of taking pictures for the guestbook, so i was busy with that and couldn't mingle. the ceremony itself was short and nice. alan's mom was reportedly crying (i couldn't seen her face). afterwards, it was an open bar, so i ditched my guestbook duties (chris was handling it fine on his own) and got more whiskey. all in all, i had six whiskey's that night, but all i got was a slight buzz and dizzy feeling.
dinner was a serve-yourself style kind of thing, and the highlight for me was the prime rib. afterwards, of course, there was dancing, and the best part was when there were only two people dancing, and they played n'sync's "bye bye bye." the guy knew all the dance moves from the video, and afterwards, everyone gave him a rousing ovation. bravo!
alan and ting's first dance was sort of a tango of sorts, and alan started out with a rose in his mouth. ha! i thought it was awesome. and jay's best man speech was awesome; he even mentioned me in the speech, talking about how alan had to make sure i wasn't passed out during that horrible bike ride from pier 39 to tiburon the first day that we met ting. fyi, jay and i IM'ed for about 40 minutes about a week ago, when he grilled me for facts about the two of them to ammunition for his toast.
it was so great seeing my college buddies again. i got a lot of pressure at the end, because the next time we all gather up again will be my wedding, since i'm the last single one left. man. i wonder when that will be. but yeah, it felt so nice to be surrounded by old friends.
sunday, we had a quick breakfast at the hotel, and then checked out of the hotel. mid-way on the road, we ate again at IHOP (country fried steak!), and then arrived in los gatos around 6pm or so. i called around to see if people were available for dinner, but no one was free, so i just grabbed a sourdough jack and watched some tv, and went up to bed. so that was uneventful. but all in all, it was a great weekend, and i'm really happy for alan and ting. cheers!