i was really tired after playing basketball (a poor outing for me today), so i dozed off in my cube after coming back. then, i woke myself up when i snored. ha! i hope nobody heard me. i don't snore unless i'm really tired, or so i've been told by my past gf's. it's a good thing. my dad and alan snore really loudly, and it's almost impossible to fall asleep once they get there first. it's ridiculous how loud they are; i've heard that sometimes ting gets up in the middle of the night to move to another bedroom. hehe.
i voted last night for kristy lee cook. twice. i think she needed the help. her song choice was poor, and she didn't have much stage presence. she had bronchitis, so that didn't help; apparently there was an illness passed around the AI contestants, and a couple of the girls were sick. kristy's hot, even though i don't like blondes in general. i still don't know how i feel, though, seeing as she has had a crack at stardom with an album deal and all that before.
so hm. i read cindyT's link about how it's hard to contract STD's through oral sex. really? you're ingesting fluids! (i'm assuming that you go all the way and swallow the spunk.) hm. that's interesting to hear.
by the way, many years ago, some evil guy posted a usenet article saying that he met me at a gay bar, and he picked me up and had sex with me. total lie, of course. he went so far as to say that i was shy and wasn't good in bed and all that. i was offended. hey, if i were gay, i'd be good at it, dammit! :)
and another time, some person started a fake journal in my name called "dardy's diaries" and wrote a few entries. some of them were pretty disturbing, like one in which it said that i was a pedophile because i was abused as a kid. one of my friends actually thought it was real, and she got bothered by it. luckily, i straightened it out with her and had the site shut down.
i guess my journal/blog generated some haters, which doesn't bother me, but what amazed me was that some people actually spent their precious time trying to ruin my name. i got some threats, too. crazy shit. why do that? i'm lovable!
so i had dinner plans with friends last night and tonight, but both of them got postponed. rats. i was looking forward to having some night time social activity. oh well. it'll happen later, i guess. if they both go as planned, i might end up having ramen twice next week.
i notice people's shoes. today, when i went to take a leak, i recognized my buddy D's shoes in the stall; yup, he was taking a dump. what was interesting was that his badge was near the floor, so that meant that he took his pants off all the way to the ground. why do people do that? doesn't it get drafty? when i sit down on the toilet, i drop my pants down just enough to clear my ass, and i think this is a good thing. i don't like that airy feeling gusting between my legs.
i think i'm one of the few people who answers the phone when i'm on the crapper. another time today, in the bathroom again, i heard a sitar playing (ah, must have been an indian guy taking a shit), and i heard a guy fumbling around in his pocket for his cell phone. i heard him press a button (beep), and the ringer stopped. silence. i sort of felt disappointed that he didn't answer because that would have validated myself and the fact that i would have taken the call.
i need to cut down on my soda consumption. lately, i've been averaging 3-4 cans of dr pepper a day. that's a lot of caffeine and sugar. but i do love my dp.
today was ice cream day at the office. baskin robbins left the receipt on the table, and when i flipped it over, i was shocked that the tab came to $440. wow! the ice cream itself (10 1.5-gallon tubs) was only $250, so the rest of the stuff (toppings and cones) was $190! that's outrageous. i mean, it was only some cherries, whipped cream, sprinkles, crushed peanuts, etc. that's where they make the money. damn.
i think i need to go out and buy some AAA batteries and put them in my digital voice recorder. and then, i need to put it next to my pillow so i can record my dreams at night. i'm having some crazy dreams lately. last night's spanned the entire night, i.e. it was an epic dream that lasted the bulk of my sleep session. of course, i can't remember it now, arrgh. but it was good, that's all i know.
oh, btw, the #27 at pho kim long is this fried noodle dish, sort of like chow mein. the noodles are slightly wider than pho noodles, and they have great taste. and it comes with thin fried beef and vegetables. tasty shit, esp. if you add a dash of sriracha to it. it's only $6.75, too. my friends also enjoy the pork chop rice plate, which comes with a double helping of grilled pork chops and a fried egg. pho kim long rocks, even though it's a bit far from where i live.
i've had a sore back for a while now. i wonder what it feels like to be a girl with big boobs. they get backaches, right? how sad, to be blessed with something so great, yet so painful. (soleil moon frye!) but then again, i'm not a fan of huge boobs. a B or a C cup does me just fine.
lately, i've had this habit of feeling my nipples when i play basketball. it's cold in the gym, so my nips get hard, and i sort of rub them instinctively to see how perky they are when i'm running down the court. i think i need to stop, lest people think i'm fondling myself. male nipples are useless. they don't feel good when girls lick them, and guys don't lactate, so what good are they for?
ok, i'm done here. i coded today. felt good. must do more tomorrow!