it's been a frustrating day at work. the cmodel that i painstakingly got to work a few months ago is dead again. it only works for some tests, but freezes up for others, and i have no clue how to debug this. i might have to get my ex-coworker in again. ARGH. i hate feeling helpless.
basketball was ok today. i had this one drive in traffic where i closed my eyes for a split second, hoping not to run into anyone, and when i opened my eyes, i saw that i was in the clear, so i banked in a floater. that was awesome. however, i got kicked in the left calf muscle when i fouled someone, and now it hurts to walk. ugh. one of my teammates jammed three fingers and got elbowed in the mouth. basketball is a full contact sport!
so to my commenter: make-up sex is great. when you fight, there are so many feelings and stuff flying around, and when you finally get things resolved, it all just spills out in a nice, emotionally charged romp session. the best is when you're broken up, and you get back together. chances are, you haven't had sex in a while when you haven't been together, so you're already pretty horny, and there's all that yearning and stuff, so the sex is extra nice. but of course, like i said, if the relationship is dysfunctional, after the sex, things just sort of settle back into place, and things are blah afterwards.
last night, i met up with cindyT and mr. W for dinner at maruichi. i introduced mr. W to the kuro ramen, and he liked it. i'm glad. not everybody likes the smoky garlic soup that is the kuro. afterwards, we went over to yogurt fantasy and had dessert. tonight, we're meeting up again (along with potentially mikeT, christi and diana) for yogurt followed by dinner (reverse order because the yogurt place is going to close early for remodelling). damn. i wonder what i'm going to do if i get a craving over the weekend. maybe i'll try out some of the other yogurt places that i've been recommended. yes, i am obsessed with the stuff.
it was really nice to watch _how i met your mother_ again. it was like seeing old friends again. although, i'm really frustrated with how slow the main plot (how ted meets his future wife) is progressing. the club girl (the married one) was cute, though. i looked her up, and she's nick lachey's girlfriend. she's hapa! no wonder she's hot. and i had no idea that britney spears is going to guest star in upcoming episodes.
i am enjoying _new amsterdam_. it's like _law and order_ (a murder case in each episode_), only with a love story and a previous life story thrown in. so far, i've seen all four episodes, and you know me: once i start a show, my OCD compels me to finish it. i don't *love* it, but it's good enough that i will try to keep up with it. i wonder how john is going to tell his woman that he's 400 years old.
man, i should have bought some bear stearns stock yesterday. i had a tip, too. my coworker told me that the stock fell from $60 to $30 to $3, and i was like, "hm." i was thinking about picking up 1,000 shares, but the market was closed already. today, it went up to $7! that's a 133% gain! and i would have sold it immediately, too. damn, i missed out on a $4,000 profit. shit.
gravity is cool. in the morning, when i'm lying in bed, i don't feel like taking a dump. but, within seconds of getting out of bed, when i'm standing up, all the liquid shit in my bowels starts causing pressure on my sphincter. neat-o! so now, i wonder if i were in space or something, in a zero-gravity environment, whether i would feel less inclination to take a dump, like, whether i would only take one if my bowels were completely full.
speaking of dumps, after yogurt last night, my stomach was feeling queasy. and i didn't know if i could walk into a restaurant and use their bathroom, so i walked all the way from yogurt fantasy (which is at one end of castro) all the way to the parking garage near the train tracks, and drove home. by the time i sat on my own toilet, i was keeling over in severe pain. *phew* i made it! i'm so glad that i didn't shit in my pants.
filet o' fish's are so damn tasty. i had one for lunch today after basketball. usually, after i play, i'm just feeling thirsty and hot and not hungry at all, but when i took my first bite into the sandwich, i was in heaven. everything about it is great: the fluffy buns (i hated it when they used the arch deluxe bread a couple of years ago), the salty fish batter, and cheese, and most of all, the wonderful tartar sauce. when i was homesick while living in japan, i would go to mcdonald's and order one of these. the thing is, no one in japan eats these things, so they would have to make one fresh, and it was piping hot in all of its glory. so tasty!
so back to diarrhea. i have one big fear (among others), and it's that i'll be playing basketball, and while running down the court (my sphincter loosens up when i run), i'll shit in my pants, and the liquidy stuff will run down my legs and drop on the court. how embarrassing would that be. *turns red* hehe. i thought about it today when i was playing, because i felt a weird feeling in my stomach while i was out on the court. luckily, it turned out not to be anything to do with diarrhea, and my nightmare didn't happen. *phew*
ok. time to wrap this one up. gonna head home a little early and see when we're meeting up for yogurt.