so it's official. robin and brook lopez are leaving stanford. it's a sad, sad day. i was praying for a miracle that they'd stay for one more year (or at least robin would stay), but it wasn't meant to be. oh well. i wrote both of them an e-mail thanking them for their two years and wishing them good luck in the NBA, though. i sincerely loved watching them play, and i will remember them fondly. and boy, are we gonna stink next year. :(
so john and i had lunch today at choi's restaurant, and he told me of this korean fro-yo place across the street from flora vista. and it turned out to be cafe aroma! so i excited tried the place out. the yogurt tasted decent, but it was really hard, almost brick-like. their mochi was really soft and chewy, and that was good. i may prefer a harder mochi, but i can't complain. but a small plus one topping set me back $5.06, and that was pretty steep. maybe they charged me extra for ordering it in instead of to go? *shrug* overall, it was so-so, not sure if i'd go there when yogurt fantasy is so close to my place.
yes, i know that tap-ex has yogurt smoothies now. i tried one, thinking it was similar to my yogurt green tea that i regularly get there, and it was like trying to suck dannon yogurt out of a straw. not so good.
i think someone hacked my facebook account and sent superwall (which i don't even have installed) greeting cards to a whole bunch of people. grrr. i hope they weren't offensive or misleading messages. i'm pretty alarmed and disturbed (and confused) by this. some of the greetings were sent to people i don't even talk to, so i hope they don't think i'm trying to drum up some conversation.
so yesterday, while walking towards the entrance of oracle arena, i got a call from my mom's friend. i was hesitant to answer it, and now i regret it. basically, she (being a christian) invited me to attend a gospel choir performance at her church. ugh. i told her that i was attending a basketball game, so i told her to just e-mail me the details. she sent me not one, not two, but THREE e-mails, each telling me how she and my mom have been praying for me to find a nice christian girl and to find god and blah blah blah. and now i have to find an excuse to get out of going to church and that gospel performance. sigh. religious people scare me sometimes.
so i have a question for the ":)" commenter. why do you own a gay porn video? does it turn you on? it's sort of weird that some guys like to watch lesbian porn (i'm not one of them, though; girl-on-girl action just doesn't do it for me), but i don't think girls like to watch guy-on-guy porn. or am i wrong? do girls get turned on when they see a bunch of penises flying around?
oh gross. i just burped, at a little bit of food came up. it was korean food (i had dae ji bul kogi and some man doo (korean gyoza-type potstickers)), and it did not taste good. maybe i have some indigestion? eww.
so i find that i am able to fall back into a dream in between snoozes. that's only 9 minutes. is that normal? or does that mean i'm really tired? last night, i got about 11 hours of sleep, and i was still able to achieve REM cycles in the morning between snoozing. hm. and i was only awake for like 11 hours during the day, too. i also read somewhere that people who sleep a lot have shorter life spans. uh oh. i think i'm gonna die early (among other reasons).
so a friend of mine were messaging each other about blowjobs. she mentioned how some of her ex's told her to use her hands while dishing out fellatio. i've seen that in porn, too, where the girl jerks the shaft to and fro. does that feel good at all? do guys like that? there isn't much sensation on the shaft, and sometimes that even seems painful, especially when the guy's circumcised. (note the lack of personal anecdotes here, as i have had bad blowjobs and not much experience with this stuff.) it's all about the schlong's head, right? so how do you guys like it?
ok, i'm taking off now. gonna run some errands at safeway (milk, cereal), and then i'm going to catch the stanford women's elite eight game. go cardinal!
friday afternoon, my coworker J and i left work early to watch the stanford/texas game. J put on his vince young jersey. and he must have been pretty happy, because texas destroyed stanford in the last 10 minutes of the game. we fought back to come within 1 point of a tie, but then, that must have taken all of our energy, because we just stopped scoring after that. afterwards, i shook hands with J and wished him good luck in the elite 8. sigh. it was a good run, but we just didn't have a perimeter game to match our front line's dominance. they guarded brook lopez very well in the end, and we had no other scoring options. (e.g., anthony goods was 0-6 in the game.)
that night, i introduced alan and ting to dusita, my favorite thai restaurant (although, it's not perfect since they don't serve jun pad poo). i think they liked it, although we didn't order anything too spicy since they can't handle the heat. i don't get to see them very often, so we chatted for a while and caught up. alan really wants to see _10,000 BC_, but both ting and i negged him.
saturday, i got up early (before 10am!) and went to mayflower for dim sum with jen, aimee and her bf. it seemed no one else wanted to get up that early for a meal, and quite a few other people were in napa for a half marathon. the food was decent, and i enjoyed the meal because i hadn't had dim sum for well over a month. i went home and crashed for 2.5 hours, but woke up just in time to see UCLA beat xavier. yay! at least one pac-10 team is in the final four again, and this is UCLA's 3rd straight final four appearance. very impressive. they're a flawed team, though; their perimeter game just hasn't been there of late.
for dinner, a group of us met at st. john's. i got the "beg for mercy" cheeseburger as usual, and boy, did i pay for it. (details to follow.) afterwards, we headed over to mikeT's house for some gaming. the boys played command and conquer, and i played a little bit of "rock band" (two oasis songs) and "guitar hero 3." man, my pinky is weak. christi made red velvet cake, she even frosted a glass for me for some johnny walker black.
sunday, i had lunch with paul and leeya at pho kim long. ah, the wonderful #27. i hung out at their place a bit, watched the first few minutes of _memento_ (great movie), and then headed off to the union city BART station to go to the mavericks/warriors game. i met up with john, cheryl and greg at the destination station, and then, once we got to oracle arena, i went on the search for the gilroy garlic french fries. i bought two orders ($6 each), and gave one to greg and ate the other one myself. they were cold, but still tasty as hell.
the game was a disappointment for me. the mavs shot out for a 12-0 lead, but were actually down 27-26 at the end of the first quarter. and the warriors never looked back. it wasn't really a fair fight, though, because nowitzki and stackhouse were both injured. oh well. now, the warriors, mavs, and nuggets are in a deadlock for 7th place. it'll be an interesting and stressful race for the final two playoff spots. i'm not very optimistic about dallas's chances.
oh. the "beg for mercy" burger. it fucking wrecked me. sunday morning, at 7am, i got the worst stomachache i've had in years. i got up and took two painful spicy dumps. then, after i got out of bed (past noon), i took yet another one. and then, at pho kim long, after eating, i took my 4th dump. damn. the burger is really inconsistent, but that night, it was extra hot. consequences, man.