fuck. the company's boat party tomorrow has been postponed due to an impending storm. i was really looking forward to it. and the thing is, it's been rescheduled for march 8th, but that's the same night as jimmy's bachelor party. shit. stupid weather. *RAAR* the one company event that i was interested in attending is now a bust. i noticed that the new posters don't say "winter party" but "annual party" instead. how lame, huh? we're so cheap that we don't have a holiday event at a proper time.
today's company lunch was chinese food. that's as good as it gets around here. usually, it's nasty mediterranean food, but this one was catered by china stix, and even though it's generic americanized chinese fare, it's better than the usual crap that we have. so i ate a lot of the stuff, especially the popular honey walnut shrimp. (we get four trays of that stuff because people love that shit.) so i was pleased with lunch.
i was looking forward to seeing _vantage point_ this weekend. i thought it would be a clever, tight thriller, but instead, it's getting horrible reviews. too bad.
re: the evil journal impersonator, i didn't know who he/she was, so there was no way to get back at the bastard. what boggles my mind is why someone would go to such lengths to do that. he must have really hated me. *shrug* he even signed me up on blog listing sites (like rice bowl journals) to get the word out on the fake journal. crazy, huh? i remember having to write to google to get the journal de-cached and delisted from search results so people wouldn't think that i was a pedophile. what a pain in the ass!
kristy lee cook (from american idol) is hot. i'd do her in a heartbeat. did i tell you that i voted for her twice? ryan seacrest did a mean thing to her last night by calling her up to the stage. before, when he did that to a guy, it was to tell him that he had been voted off. so my heart stopped when he called kristy up. luckily, it was just a fake her out, and he told her that she was safe. yay! i hope she does better next week. btw, one of the girls who got cut (amy davis) has some pictures online in maxim. she's got a nice sexy body.
amy asked me if guys liked girls who initiated the liking process. i said sure. i think it's endearing when a girl tells a guy she likes him. it makes me like a girl more. (that is, if the girl is attractive.) she was surprised because her guy friends all told her that it was a turn off. why would it be a turn off? i like aggressive women, and i don't like doing all the work, from a pursuit point of view. why does the guy have to be the one chasing all the time? that's why i suggested the sadie hawkins dance back in college. maybe i'm an anomaly, i don't know.
there's a tradeoff between toilet power and skidmark generation. at home, my toilet flushes with a gentle swirling action, so with my "thousand pieces" dumps, i often have to flush twice to get all the stuff through the pipe. but at work, the toilets have this powerful suction mechanism, so one flush is sufficient, but the sucking action drags the turds along the surface, which often causes a lot of skidmarks. i think it works out nicely, because i don't want to wait around at work having to flush twice (plus, it's embarrassing if someone notices), and i'm not the one who has to clean the toilet, either.
i was talking to a friend of mine about how it's so easy to wind up having sex with a newly broken up ex. this is almost a universal truth, no? especially when there are lingering feelings? it's happened to me before, and the thing was, i didn't think twice about it. i wasn't conflicted. i just took it for what it was and did it. i can't even say that i enjoyed it sometimes, because there were some sessions where i felt like it was robotic, like i floated out of my body and watched us, going, "ho hum, so here we are, back to doing this again." but it definitely seemed like the natural thing to do, because we had done it so many times in the past. sort of like eating sushi together.
last night, i caught an episode of _iron chef america_. it was fascinating. it pitted iron chef morimoto against tim love, a dude from texas. (ah, my texas pride.) the secret ingredient was: chili's! morimoto was completely unfamiliar with the stuff, and he had to take a bite out of each pepper and see how it tasted to figure out how to use it in his dishes. needless to say, he lost big time in the creativity department (and in the overall matchup because of that score) because he couldn't come up with ingenious ways to use the ingredient. i mean, one of his dishes simply involved soaking a slab of toro in soy sauce and jalepeno slices and serving it up nigiri style. *snore* anyways, it was a fun episode to watch. in one scene, morimoto took a bite out of a hot pepper, and he spit it out and started choking because it was so spicy. haha!
i went crazy with the tweezers last night. i swear, i can spend a good half an hour tweezing my facial hair if i had that many to take out. now, my left cheek is so smooth, it feels like i waxed it (not that i know what a waxed cheek feels like). but yeah, i dug around my pores with my trusty nordstrom tweezers after showering (yes, there were some bloody pores afterwards), and boy, was it fun and fulfilling. if only shaped eyebrows on a man were socially acceptable. i swear, i must be part girl.
ok, time to go. i hope it doesn't storm too hard this weekend. but anyways, have a STUPENDOUS weekend folks!