my dad's here! he's in town for a day, flying in from taiwan on his way to houston for business. he drove to my place this morning in a bright yellow volkswagen beetle convertible, haha. yeah, that's the car that his rental company gave him. so NOT him. anyways, when i opened the door, the first thing he said to me was, "go shave." yeah, i shave once a week, on wednesday nights, so i was really scruffy. he's sleeping right now, but when i go home after work, i'm going to take him out to dinner. where should i go? *ponder*
i took D to ryowa today for lunch. i like ryowa better than maruichi these days, despite the uncomfortable bench seating at the former place. afterwards, of course, we went to yogurt fantasy. mel told me that she fixed the machines (swapped out the scraper part), so the yogurt was nice and smooth again. yay! and of course, i got the mochi. i think i'm more addicted to the mochi than i am the yogurt itself.
people are getting sick again. first, there was the new year's malaise that went around, and now, another wave is hitting people. two of my coworkers are sick (including D), and mikeT is sick as well. i hope i don't catch whatever D has. the long weekend is coming, and i don't want to be stuck at home with a nasty bug.
this morning, i got to work semi-late (because i was hanging out with my dad), so all the plain (full-fat) cream cheese was used up. there were still three garlic bagels left, so i toasted one, and i ate it plain. it was really nasty without cream cheese. dry. i will never eat a non-cheesed bagel ever again. ugh. they had strawberry spread left, but i thought that would be weird with the garlic flavor. oh, later on in the day, i saw this guy eat the spread on a bagel like ice cream, i.e. using his tongue to lap it up. i thought that was weird.
last night, i saw the preview for _kung fu panda_. i thought it was funny, and i'd be interested in seeing it. it made me think of amy, the uber-panda lover. anyways, it was during the two-hour _american idol_ episode. they didn't show any footage on samantha sidley, the fuckably cute jazz singer. hm. i wonder if she made it through to the top 50. as a hint, there are about 30 or so contestant blog sites, and i'm suspecting most of them were created after they found out they were in the top 24. what i don't get is why there aren't exactly 24 of them. but anyways, samantha is one of them, so that gives me hope that she made it.
around 6pm yesterday, my boss called M and i into a meeting. he gave us news that our project was making a turn in direction, and basically, in a nutshell, all the work that i had done in the past 2+ weeks was thrown out the window. i was a bit cross with that, but in a way, i was happy because i wouldn't have to do more work on the stuff. (the extra work was going to be pretty painful.) but instead, i was going to be assigned a new design. the word "new" is important because i HATE working on other people's old designs (which i had been doing), and writing new code is a lot more fun. so all in all, it was decent news to me, although i don't think it's actually a good thing for the company.
so my mavericks are closing the deal on trading for jason kidd. i don't like it. i mean, kidd is good and all that, but i don't think we're positioning outselves well for the future. we're giving up (among others) harris (who i like a lot), diop, and stackhouse. that's a lot of good players! and i think kidd's overrated anyways. oh well. time will tell if this was a smart trade or not. what's weird is that mark cuban said just last week that he wasn't going to do it. what gives?
how many guys lose their boners when trying to put on a condom? the very first time i had a chance to have sex, i lost my woody trying to put one of those damn things on. it sucked. i will never forget that episode; it was in my dorm room, and the girl was laying there, and i got off of her, squatted next to my dresser, and i fumbled with the wrapper and struggled with the blasted thing while my schlong shriveled up. rats. i delayed losing my virginity by about eight months, into the next school year. condoms suck.
i get a lot of spam, and most of them fall in only a few varieties: online pharmacies, replica watches, and penis enlargement remedies. that last one intrigues me. do they work? how do they work? i've actually clicked on like 3 or so of those links, and i've seen some "before" and "after" pictures. impressive! (assuming they're real results) not that i'm looking to make my own schlong bigger, but i'm interested in how far medical science has come.
one of my ex-coworkers has a *really* hairy happy trail. one time, he stretched his arms upward, and i saw a literal bush stretching from his belly button on downwards. it was sort of nasty, i have to admit. and he was asian, too. me, my happy trail consists of about 5 hairs of pubic thickness (and half the length). it's sort of odd.
yes, i have a comfy work schedule. note that i don't eat lunch on basketball days. instead, i eat a quick breakfast. but when i buckle down to work, i really get in the zone and churn out results like a motherfucker.
so to the smoker commenter, what does it feel like to have withdrawal? what do the symptoms feel like? i get cravings sometimes, and it feels like a mental itch. however, there are times when i don't crave cigarettes, like when i'm in a movie, on a plane ride, or when i'm working really hard. so i do know that if my mind's preoccupied with something else, i don't get cravings.
ok, time to wrap this one up. adam was telling me that my site appeared to be down, so i'm going troubleshoot with him for a bit. ciao! happy hump day!