ah, friday. here at last. not much happened today, except that i got to have lunch with alan. we went to mezbaan, this indian restaurant in the rivermark. i was craving indian food, but i didn't eat that much of it despite those cravings. i just had one plate, and then i got dessert (rice pudding and three gulab jamun's). afterwards, my pee smelled of sandwiches. weird, huh?
i've got most of my weekend lined up already. tonight, i'm going to wait for emi to arrive, and hopefully some of us taiko peeps will hang out and also have lunch tomorrow at sushi house. saturday night is open, but sunday will be occupied by two big football games. i don't quite know who (patriots or the colts) i'll be rooting for. both are good teams, and espn has the game set up as a battle of good vs. evil. ha! but of course, the second game will be the cowboys and the eagles. go 'boys!
today, i took three dumps in a span of two hours. yup, a hat trick of diarrhea from my good ol' sphincter. the first two came within 5 minutes of each other. i guess i had a lot of liquid built up, since i hadn't take a shit in 48 hours.
so i just *knew* that mikeT was going to ask for a picture of my 13-year crush girl. i was planning on showing him, but he beat me to the punch. he wasn't that impressed, but i had to explain to him that 13 years is a long time to build up a near impossibly-high pedestal to place this girl on. i told him that i have her address and phone number, but of course, i can't just call her out of the blue (i'm not *that* much of a stalker, hehe). but what i think i will do is write her a letter or something. maybe. hm. sigh.
so i got a call from the auto body shop today. i might be getting my car back next friday. i can't wait! i've actually gotten used to this chevy cobalt that i've been driving since last wednesday. but i do miss kendra. terribly so. it's weird that we can get attached to inanimate objects, like cars and houses.
i've realized that it's really dangerous to take my eyes off of the road while i'm driving. kendra has stereo controls on the steering wheel, so i can change stations without looking at the radio. last night, i looked at my rental car's stereo for like two seconds to change channels, and i almost rear-ended the car in front of me. dangerous! and that one time, when i was driving on the windy 17 to get to greg and cheryl's wedding, i was stupidly playing with my GPS, and i almost got myself and my passengers killed as i drifted into the other lane. *bonks himself on the head* man, i need to drive more carefully.
how do tv and movie writers come up with characters' names? the few times i tried to write fiction, i could never come up with cool monikers for my characters. they all sounded stupid. i think the few names i came up over the years were "joey brennan," "eric young," and "rajuz mielbrau." that last one is just crazy, huh? but the pro's do it so well!
this week, i got vastly fewer hits than i normally get. i guess people have stopped coming to my site for pictures of "perfect ass" and "kate beckinsale." it's ok, though, because now i have a better notion of how many dedicated readers there are, rather than people coming based off wacky google search phrases. but hey, if you are a reader, why don't you leave me a comment and say hi, wontcha? :)
do you guys like loud sex? i actually like it when a girl makes *some* noise, but super-loud sex is a big turnoff. it's annoying! very distracting, to tell you teh truth. i mean, i want the girl to enjoy sex, and i like the fact that she's being pleasured, but i don't need to know it at 100 decibels, you know? me, i'm pretty silent during sex. i mean, it feels good and all, but i think for a guy, it doesn't feel so good that i have to moan or anything. unless, that is, until i shoot my wad.
ok, it's friday, and i'm itching to get out of here. time to figure out my dinner plans. ciao!