i weighed myself at my psych's office this morning. 181. holy crap! of course, i was fully clothed, with shoes, jeans, a bunch of stuff in my pockets, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt, so i'm probably less than 175 naked. so that makes sense. but man, when i saw 180+ on the scale, i sort of freaked out. i do NOT want to be that heavy again. like i said, i showed pictures to my coworker D of when i was 200+, and boy, was i fat back then (circa 2003). can you say double chin?
man, another stressful AI results show tonight. resident hottie kristy lee cook is on the chopping block again, i'm sure of it. man, she has a perfect face. there are very few girls that i can say that about. but she sang a crappy song, and didn't do it very well. what the hell happened to her amazing audition potential? she told simon last night that she can blow his socks off, and i'm still waiting for her to do that. like last week, i voted for her twice after the show. after/if she gets voted off, i'm rooting for david cook. he has spooky eyes. he should get opaque black contacts and look like wes from limp bizkit.
i watched a taped version of AI last night because i met up with some folks for yogurt and dinner (in that order). for the latter, we went to this new japanese restaurant called "the red crane" in cupertino. mike and christi recommended because it had been getting good reviews. i just got the snow crab cakes (so-so, i thought it was too much batter) and the spicy tuna rolls (the sushi which i use to judge all sushi places; it was spicy and decent). i don't know how the other people liked their food, but i don't know if i'd go there again. a lot of the other people's dishes were fish, and i don't really like fish. anyways, it was my last chance to hang out with cindyT and mr. W; they left this morning for soCal.
i couldn't take the pain in my left neck/shoulder area, so i finally booked a long-awaited massage session today. i hope it helps. the vicious cycle usually goes as such: i tic, and then it hurts, so i tic more, and then it hurts more, and so on. the underlying cause is stress, and it's no doubt due to my current project at work, which is getting pretty hectic. sigh. maybe after we tape out this chip, i should take a trip somewhere and just unwind.
so the tournament starts tomorrow! i'm anxious and nervous and excited. we play cornell, which was undefeated in the ivy league. i don't know what that means, but i saw that cornell shoots very well from 3-point range, so our perimeter defense better be up to the task. i'm debating whether i should play basketball tomorrow because i plan on going home at 2pm to watch the game.
did i talk about the episode of true life on MTV that featured this gay porn actor? he's straight, but according to him, gay porn pays 5-10X more (like $5G's a scene), so that's why he does it. i dunno, though. even if the money were way better, i don't think i could do gay porn. i just wouldn't be able to get it up. guys don't excite me. the dude said that he takes sex enhancer pills to get aroused, which doesn't surprise me. but besides pills for his schlong, he has to kiss and make out with guys, and i just wouldn't be able to get into that. people would be able to tell that i wasn't being authentic. i'm not homophobic at all, but i'm just not into guys, you know? it would show in the film.
even in hetersexual love scenes, i wonder if i would be able to perform wholeheartedly if i wasn't in love with the girl i was doing it with. or maybe, i would fall in love with my costar. psychologically speaking, emotions can often follow physical actions, so maybe that's why a lot of onscreen lovers wind up hooking up in real life. and what if i found my screen partner ugly? would i be able to make out and pretend to have sex with her realistically? probably not.
we all know that there's a guinness world record for fingernails. it belongs to some old guy who keeps his hands (and nails) in a long bag. and it's pretty damn gross. how did he decide to go for the record? it's like, decades ago, he decided, "hey, i'm gonna stop cutting my nails and go for the record." but my question is: what's the record for the longest TOEnails? i mean, fingernails are more convenient (relatively speaking, of course). someone can feed you if you can't use your hands. but for toes, you won't be able to walk. you would probably have to be carted around in a wheelchair or something 100% of the time. someone would have to lift you onto a toilet or help you take a shower. that would be a pain in the ass. well then, again, with long fingernails, someone would have to help you wipe your ass. so maybe both are equally difficult to deal with. (this paragraph was inspired by the fact that i haven't cut my toenails in like two months, and i'm going to cut them tonight. it looks like i have a french pedicure.)
oops. i made the mistake today of asking a friend if he was going to a birthday party that he wasn't invited to. luckily, he took it in stride and said it was ok. *phew* the moment i typed it, i started panicking. i don't like making people uncomfortable. this saturday, i actually have two birthday parties at the exact same time. hm. i guess i'll have to choose which one to go to and take out the other friend some other time.
so i heard on the radio today that there are naked pictures of kirstin davis (of _sex and the city_ fame) floating around. they were taken over a decade ago by an ex-bf. bastard ex. i mean, he must have gotten pissed off or something. i have naked pictures of my ex's, but i would never release them to the public. one, there's no need for public humiliation like that, and second, i am not going to put myself out there vulnerable to a lawsuit. (besides, none of the pictures are that juicy anyway. no vadges or anything.)
ok, that's it for today. damn, i cannot wait for my massage. my body aches!