i had two events to go to last night, so i first met up with the taiko folk at sushi tomi on castro. ann and zack brought their hapa (you know i love hapas) daughter mika, and she was just super-cute. it was quite the old-timer taiko reunion, but i felt that the food left something to be desired. sushi tomi is ok for lunch, but given the expensive dinner prices, i didn't think the food was worth it.
so after we finished dinner, i zoomed up to san mateo to meet up with jan and her husband shaun at jeremy and kate's place. jan was one of my freshman dormates at stanford, so we go way back to 1992. it was great seeing her. we chatted until like midnight, so by the time i got home and slipped into bed, it was 1am or so. i love having social activities during the workweek! :)
i haven't taken a dump today. hm. i wonder what's up. and plus, i've only peed once, too. seems like my body doesn't feel like excreting.
i felt a bit sad after alan and ting's wedding. i think it was because it's the last of the weddings where all of us college buddies will see each other. the next time will be *my* wedding, and who the fuck knows when that will happen. it was really good seeing all those old familiar faces again, drinking, smiling, chatting. sigh. jay was like, "i miss vegas already," and he was giving me some soft pressure for me to just find a girl and find an excuse to throw another bachelor party already. haha. but yeah, i'm the last single guy now.
so i switched my GPS voice from jill (american english) to emily (british english). but really, i should be using karen (australian english). it would fit me to a T, given my history with girls with names that start with a "k." ha! maybe i'll try karen out for a while and see if i like her. greg has told me multiple times to not get "stupid" and become dependent on GPS. i used it last night to get to jeremy's place even though i knew exactly how to get there. yeah, i think i'm getting stupid already. uh oh. (my excuse was that i just wanted to get an ETA, and plus, it was dark, and i couldn't really see his street sign.)
jan mentioned that she would never blog because she felt like people should have "boundaries." i found that interesting. i mean, do i feel like i should have stricter boundaries? i have definitely stepped across the line before, and that's how i alienated several people (mainly girls that i've been intimate with). but now, i'm more cautious, and i think twice about talking about mentioning past sexual escapades, and i definitely don't use first names and even refrain from using initials sometimes. but other than that, i feel like i can let it all hang out on this blog. (but of course, there are definitely things that i have not talked about. i do have secrets, you know...)
ugh. i e-mailed my mom last night that i felt some pressure to get married from my friends, and she told me 1) that i shouldn't feel pressure and 2) that she and my grandmother have been praying for me. doesn't #2 negate #1? hehe. i wonder if she would get pissed off i didn't marry a christian girl. usually, religion is a deal-breaker for me, and i would suppose that me being agnostic would be likewise for religious girl. it just wouldn't work, knowing that after death, i would be going to hell while she would be going to the other place. but anyways, yeah, now that alan is married, i definitely feel a bit weirder. funny, though, because i always thought that alan, the serial monogamist that he is, would have been one of the first to get hitched.
one of my coworkers gave me an israeli cigarette today. he just got back from there, and now i'm afraid to smoke it. (i fear it's too strong, and it'll make me dizzy.) he joked and said that it'll "kill me faster." smokers are pretty loyal to their brands. for me, it's marlboro lights. i've been smoking these for so long that other cigarettes taste weird, and i don't get the same satisfaction from other brands. although, when i first started smoking, i tried all sorts of brands: magnums, sobranies, dunhills, marlboros, lucky strikes, camels, etc. i even smoked cloves; those smelled so good, but i stopped when i heard that they would eventually make my lungs bleed.
part of me wants to work in a startup again. i'm definitely not looking forward to the stress part, but i sort of miss having the "dream." you know, the dream of striking it big and working towards that goal, that big payoff. i guess it just all boils down to money. i'm a greedy bastard. i mean, i have enough cash for a down payment for a house right now, but that'll drain practically all of my savings. i want to live more comfortably than that. i want money money money!
ok, i think i'm going to try out that israeli cigarette now. bye!