i had lunch today with mark, my best friend from elementary school. it's nice to reconnect with old friends. we don't talk that often, just once a year. we even went to the same place as last year, and i ordered the exact same dish. (we went to yan can in the rivermark because the other places were all crowded. yan can sucked this time. gross.) it was good catching up, and i'd like to see him more often. mark really knows how to travel and have a good time; he recently spent a whole month in vietnam, thailand and cambodia. i don't think i've ever had a whole month off since my college days.
so _the moment of truth_ was pretty entertaining. some of the questions were relatively tame, like "are you a current member of hair club for men?" and "do you consider yourself the best looking man among your friends?" but man, some of the questions were almost relationship-destroying. like, the first guy had his wife sitting right there, and he answered "yes" to stuff like "have you done anything that would make your wife suspicious?" and "have you been holding off on having kids because you doubt your wife will be your long-term partner?" holy shit! the funny thing was when he finally quit, he tried to go over to kiss his wife, and she was having none of it. i don't think i could go on that show. and those tough questions were only middle-of-the-pack. i can't imagine what the $500,000 question would be like.
i watched the last set of the ivanovic/hantuchova match last night. despite the fact that i think ivanovic is hot, i was getting annoyed at her fist pumping after every point won. i admire her spunk, but that was just too much. daniela just had a meltdown; she won the first 8 games to bagel ana in the first set, but then eventually lost. i don't think she's very attractive (it's her face, and i think she's also too skinny), despite her ridiculously long legs. but man, 40+ inch legs. crazy!
i think i'm good to go for basketball next week. my toe still hurts a little bit when i press on it, but that's about it. i wonder where that sliver of fat/flesh went. it was pretty gross at first. it scabbed up and then just disappeared. silly dog put me out of commission for three weeks! *grumbles*
do girls like being on top? one of my friends once wrote on her blog that she *loved* it. what is it about riding cowgirl-style that's good? the way it feels (as different from being on bottom)? the control? the view? for me, i last much longer when the girl's on top. i think i've only shot my wad once in that position, so i guess it's good if the girl wants to prolong the romp session and get as many orgasms as she wants. and what's more, one of my ex's was able to achieve the g-spot orgasm while on top, so that was a definite bonus. the g-spot O is a sight to behold. it's a mess (i mean, my pubes were completely soaked), but it reduces the girl to a quivering lump. good for her, i guess. go, grafenberg, go!
one game that "in house entertainment" girls like to play is called "feed the kitty." it involves folding a $20 bill lengthwise, and placing it over the nose while the guy is lying down. then, the naked girl squats over the guy's face, spreads her "kitty"'s lips, and clamps down on the money as she stands up. you know, i don't think that's very sanitary, especially since money is rife with germs, and it's being exposed to a sensitive area like a woman's vadge. i mean, it's a very easy way to make $20, but is it worth getting a nasty coochie infection? *ponder*
so during lunch, mark and i were talking about having a google presence. he lamented about coming up readily when googling his own name. i told him that this was a good thing. i mean, i am the complete opposite. if you even google just my first name, my blog comes up immediately. i can never run for public office or anything, or even if i look for my next job, if my future employer decides to do a quick search, i'm sort of fucked, right? damn, i should have thought this through before i started writing.
i am willing to try beard papa's one more time. come to think of it, i will say that their vanilla cream is pretty tasty. it's only the puff that i wasn't impressed with. so maybe i should just buy a jar of vanilla pudding and eat that, huh? or maybe tapioca pudding. yeah, i do like tapioca pudding.
oh, by the way, ann, the cotton candy at alexander's was lemon flavored. i wasn't a fan. i would have much preferred the regular pink cotton candy flavor. but yeah, i'm still craving those french fries. do you think they would let me go there for dinner and just order the fries? ha!
so i've had my topamax diarrhea for well over a year now. it's very dangerous, how close all that liquid shit is to my bowel opening in the morning. my morning routine involves taking my meds, putting on my clothes, having a smoke, and then taking a dump. i always have to pinch myself when i sit on the toilet to make sure i'm not dreaming before i let my sphincter loose. i'm definitely afraid that one of these days, i'm going to have a dream that i'm on the pot, and i'll spew that diarrhea all over my sheets. ick.
have you ever dreamt that you felt physical pain? during my whole dog bite toe incident, i've felt pangs of pain in my toe and woken myself up. i don't know if it's because i accidentally kicked something in my sleep and felt real pain, or if it was just imagined pain in my sleep. anyways, weird, because i don't recall ever hurting in any of my other dreams in my life. like, i've been shot, stabbed, etc. in my dreams before, but they've never hurt before. hm.
ok, time to wrap this one up. time to brave the cold, rainy weather for a cigarette break.