so M came over after lunch today to help me resolve my systemC model issue. he helped me for one hour, and i finally got it to run. i am SO grateful. i mean, not that many people would go back to a previous company to help out, you know? *genuflects* thanks, M! i told him that i'd take him out to lunch next week.
today's morning song: "stay (faraway, so close!)" by U2. it's one of the few U2 songs that i still like. i used to like U2 a lot; that _achtung, baby_ album takes me back to my high school days. but now, most of their songs really annoy me, especially their recent ones. i think bono has a god complex, especially during that one grammy award speech where he claimed that god spoke through him/them. ugh. what a load of crap.
does viagra make you blind? i'm referring to that comment i got last night/today. anyways, enough talk about fluffers. it's definitely an interesting topic, though. the other night, i was watching some japanese schoolgirl porn. i dunno. japanese porn just doesn't do it for me. i don't get off on watching some asian girl dressing up like a prepubescent student in those red/white/blue outfits. and the girls don't shave their pubes. i think i've gotten to the point where i expect women in the vids to do that. otherwise, it's just a mess down there.
one of my friends used to get brazilians, and she measured the size of her landing strip and gave me the dimensions. i was pretty turned on by that. i wonder if she'd show me if i asked. man, i haven't talked to her in a while; maybe i'll give her a call tonight. anyways, one of my favorite lines of hers was, "my nipples could cut glass right now!" haha. that was when we went clubbing one night in SF, and it was freezing out there. i love girls who are open about their bodies.
did you tell you guys about the time a girl picked me up on the dance floor? i went clubbing with yuji and maybe some other friends a few years ago, and we were just dancing and minding our own business, and this girl grabbed me and asked if i wanted to dance with her. i didn't want to be an asshole and say no, so i just went along. her name was "sherry," and she did NOT look good. i must have reflected that on my face, because she told me that i had a look of horror. i replied that it was just my "natural" face, which is actually not far from the truth. (if i relax all the muscles on my face, i have this look of disdain.) she laughed, but i guess she got on to the notion that i wasn't interested, and she left me alone after a few minutes. pretty ballsy girl, though; i gotta give her that.
i've always admired people who could go to bars/clubs and pick up. how do you do that? i'm really shy, and i could never imagine myself just walking up to a girl and talking to her, let alone get her digits and take her home with me with the intention of having sex with her. one time, in japan, a group of us went to a club, and my friend peter was bored, so he just announced, "dude, i'm going to go pick up." and ZOOM, off he went; he found a cute girl and just started making conversation with her. i was so impressed. (he failed to take her home, though.)
the one (and only) time in my life where i ever approached a girl and got her digits was when i was in japan drunk off my ass on whiskey. i guess alcohol is a catalyst for such actions, hehe. i will never forget that. i wonder how that girl is doing; she was kinda cute, i remember; she even visited me at stanford and gave me a totoro. mieko was her name.
i think i need to get drunk more often.
i miss alex's (technicolor.org) blog. i sort of had a suspicion that once she went to college, she would stop blogging. that happens to people. i mean, there's so much going on in college that side projects sort of fall by the wayside. i had two penpals and a girl that i liked back home when i first started school. i quickly forgot about them soon after. with making new friends, classes, homework, activities, and relationships, it's hard to keep up with stuff from the "old world," you know? oh well. alex was brilliant, and i will always remember her blog fondly.
i had pho for the first time in months today. since M was coming at 1pm, D and i got a quick lunch. we left at 11:30 and were back by noon. pho is quick! i guess all they need to do is pour some noodles and meat into a bowl and fill it with steaming soup. not much cooking required, huh? anyways, i added so much sriracha that my tongue and lips were burning, and my soup was a glowing red.
a lot of my friends have told me not to call them when i'm sitting on the toilet. why does it matter? what's the big deal? i make many phone calls when i'm taking a dump. the only problem, though, is that if i'm on a long call, it's hard to pull up/zip my pants with one hand, as the other hand is occupied by holding the phone. i can wipe my ass ok with one hand, but usually i have to sit on the toilet until my conversation ends. sometimes, i ask them to hold on while i stand up and zip up, but then, they can hear the flushing sounds, and they immediately know that i've been on the pot. but still, i don't get why it's gross to them. it's not like they're there, and they have to shake my hand or smell my shit or anything. *ponder*
ok, almost 6pm. i'm out of here in a jiffy. have a great weekend, folks!