so the stanford/ucla game turned out to be a decent game, although we lost. it was only a one-point game at the half, but ucla's three-point shooting (man, josh shipp was deadly), coupled by stanford's inability to score from point-blank range (robin lopez missed a dunk, TWICE), made for a nine-point loss. we better win against usc tomorrow. if cal can beat them, then we can, too. i'll be watching.
on the way out, traffic was horrible. alan decided to take a right turn on arguello, which turned out to be a dead end. by the time traffic lightened up, everybody had gone home already. what the hell happened? hehe. next time, i'm going to suggest parking at the wilbur dormitory lot and just walking farther, provided it's not raining.
when i got home, i checked my e-mail, watched a bit of sportscenter, and was all ready to go to bed at 11pm, but then, i was starving. i had only had a $5 hot dog at maples, so i decided to make a taco bell run. man, taco bell is the best stuff when i'm hungry. i took a major crackly dump this morning, though. no doubt due to the late meal i had yesterday and the fire sauce i had with it.
so i bought a big bouquet of lilies from the sympathy department of ftd.com for my friends' loss. the flowers were like $140. not that i mind paying that much, but who knew flowers cost so much? they're just flowers! i never gave my ex-girlfriends flowers very often, so i guess i'm not used to the prices. but aren't a dozen roses only around $20-30? are lilies rare or something?
it was raining so hard today (with high winds as well) that a big tree fell down on central expressway as i was going to work. luckily, one lane was open, otherwise i would have been fucked. it was pouring during lunchtime; D and i looked outside and decided to eat at the cafeteria instead. yes, it was *that* bad. i NEVER eat at the cafeteria, haven't done it in well over a year. at least the food (mediterranean stuff) was edible today.
this weekend, aside from all the sports watching, i'm having hawaiian-style oxtail soup with the taiko gang! i don't know what it's going to taste like, but i'm excited nonetheless. my mom makes a mean oxtail soup; i like the way the meat is so tender that it just falls off the bone. it's very hearty, just right for the cold wet rainy days that we're having.
i checked out a blog referral, and the phrase was an image search for "hard nipples." (i was on there because of my picture of kate beckinsale.) i looked through some of the images, and one of them was this girl who had like 2-inch nipples. how do you wear clothes over that? do you just fold the nipple over and put a really hard-skinned bra over them? is that uncomfortable? man, they looked like tentacles or antennae. how would you feed a baby with those things? amazing, the variations of nature.
randy spears is amazing. for those of you who don't know, he's this porn star, but the thing is, he must be 50 or something. he's got grey hair, a sizable pot belly, and a schlong that's old and withered (it's still a decent size, though. do penises shrink with age?). but he still gets to have sex with women. how does he stay in the business? who finds him sexy? 60-year-old post-menopausal ladies? i mean, ron jeremy is out of the porn industry, right? i always found him to be creepy and slimy.
the stock market sucks. i've lost about $10K from the investments that i made in the past few months. i guess i'll just have to wait it out. it's ok; i didn't buy them on margin or anything, so i won't be getting any margin calls like i did years back. that really sucked. but it does hurt to see my stocks hurting. i'm thinking about buying even more, though, you know, to average down. is that a good idea?
i wonder what it's like to be divorced. i mean, once you get married, you get in this frame of mind that you're set for life. i mean, no more dating, no more insecurity; you have a partner for life, right? how comfortable! but if it doesn't work out, and you get divorced, BAM, you're single again, and you're suddenly thrown back into the land of dating, loneliness, uncertainty, etc. how does that feel? and now, you're not any younger, and you're back "out there," looking for love once again. man, i would hate to be in that posiition. it's already tough enough being single as it is, without all the extra confusion and noise in your head.
my new cell phone came with a little clear plastic cover to protect its face. i kept it on as long as i could. but today, it finally fell off. sigh. now that side is going to get scratched up over time. oh well. it had to happen some time, right? i hate seeing pristine things get sullied. maybe i should carry my second lighter in my other pocket; i have a sneaking suspicion that that's what causes my other metal objects (phone and zippo) to get scratched up.
i'm looking forward to this weekend of football. why? because my cowboys aren't playing. no stressing over them losing and stuff. i just get to sit back and enjoy the games. (although, there is that stanford/usc game to worry about.) i read that mikeT and christi used to fret about their fantasy leagues every week; that's probably one reason (aside from laziness) why i don't play fantasy football. but next weekend, it'll start all over again, and the stress will be even more intense, since it'll be sudden death. *shivers*
ok, time to wrap this baby up. ah, this short workweek was nice. if only it weren't raining...