hey peeps. it seems like i've been going to places to eat twice in succession, and it's going to happen again. like, last week, i went to la bamba two days in a row. then, i went to sonoma chicken coop twice in three days. and now, i'm slated to go to sneha (grand indian buffet) on friday and again early next week. hm. i can't say i like this trend, because i get sick of the food. i know, i can order different dishes and not get tired of the stuff, but it's going to be impossible with at the indian buffet. oh well.
i got a scare today. i was working with A on the AC testing (we got some good progress yesterday and today), and he told me to ask him about something later on. i was afraid that he was going to tell me he was resigning or something, and when he told me in a hushed voice, i swear that's what i thought he was going to tell me. but instead, it was just about lunch at sneha with an ex-coworker. *phew* we really need him, because he's the only overall verification engineer we have here.
after lunch today, i had my post-meal smoke, and then i went to the bathroom to take a dump. i went into the stall the same time as my coworker R. (he didn't see me, though.) when he sat down, he took a leak, and then i heard some pops coming out of his ass. and then, he flushed. twice. wow, two courtesy flushes? i bet he did it just to cover up some loud turd-making noises. i was sort of disappointed that he did that, because i was really curious to hear what kind of sounds his ass was making. (i have never done a courtesy flush before, and i proudly let my ass tear loose on some gas expulsions.)
i talked to three different people today about the mavs firing its coach, avery johnson. i was sort of on the lookout for this move, as the mavericks, a talented team, had been ousted in the playoffs in two straight first rounds. i think avery's a good coach, but he just couldn't the mavs over the hump (he's 23-24 in the playoffs). oh well. we'll see what the next coach can do, and more importantly, what a good training camp can do so jason kidd can gel better with the rest of the team. i still think that was a bad trade, but i'd be happy to see me get proven wrong.
does anybody know how the restaurant at hell's kitchen is designed? like, is there a soundproof glass wall between the dining room and the kitchen? it doesn't seem like the customers can hear all the screaming and cursing that goes on in there, yet the kitchen is in plain view. it would totally kill the mood if i heard gordon ramsay go off on all the contestants while i was trying to enjoy my meal. man, i wonder if it's that hectic during the meal services at other restaurants.
so i'm thinking about being an extra for the film that adam and rae are making. i have to wear a suit (single-breasted and dark are the requirements), and they're filming at hakone gardens in saratoga. i'm a little worried about my tics, but hopefully i can hold them in while they're filming. if they're going to do one long take, then i'm in trouble though. hm. anyways, i think it'll be fun. adam has used me before in some of his video projects, once for an anti-bush commercial, and once as a fat guy for a school assignment.
so my ESPP period ends tomorrow. i'm really wondering if i should sell immediately (as i have always done so in the past) or hold onto them and sell in Q3, as our stock trend has historically gone higher in that quarter. what to do, what to do... knowing when to sell is always the trick thing when it comes to stocks. there's always that greed factor, you know? i mean, i make an easy 15% if i sell right away, but i know i'll kick myself if our stock goes up later on in the year. damn you, hindsight!
i've got a lot of solid boogers. i must have an overactive nose. you'll often find me picking my nose, no matter where i am (even in meetings) or who i'm with (in front of my friends). i don't know what's with my body, but it just produces lots of junk, like these boogers (bloody ones included) and ear wax. when i was little, i had a lot of smegma, too. i guess i didn't clean my schlong that well or something back then. when you were a kid, did you ever notice your schlong head molt? or was that just me? it was weird.
a lot of guys i know don't put the toilet seat down after they take a leak. and some of these guys have significant others, too. i wonder if their girls don't care or have given up trying to complaining about it. you all know that i sit down to take a leak when i'm at a friend's house, but in public restrooms, i stand up, but i always put the seat back down, no matter how nasty it looks. (i make sure i wash my hands thoroughly afterwards.) i guess i've just been well-trained by my ex's.
i miss playing dodgeball. that was something we did back in elementary school, with these soft spongey nerf balls. i loved it. we used to play, but we would segregate by sexes, so it would be fair. but if we did something extraordinary, we would get these things called "merits," and that meant that we got to play with the opposite sex. it was fun to pound on the girls, hehe. there was this one guy who would throw these high soft bombs, and i never understood that, because it was so easy to catch and get him out. *ponder* but ah, those were the days.
ooh. i need to take a leak now. and have a smoke. bye!
basketball was really tough today. open play was cancelled all of last week, so i was really out of shape today. but i played all four games today, so i was really tired and winded afterwards. during the third game, we were down 3-9, but stormed back to win it 11-10. yay! i had more turnovers than baskets, so my play was nothing to talk about. but i was able to do my patented fake-finger roll move once, and that drew clapping and cheering from my teammates. *flex*
i am starving right now (haven't eaten all day). normally, i get breakfast on basketball days, but today, i had my teeth cleaned, so i didn't want to be later to work than i already was. man, my dentist appointment was brutal. it really hurt. i really don't like that water pick thing that they use. at least twice, they hit a nerve, and i flinched really hard, prompting the hygienist to ask me if she was being too tough on me. i think i'll just ask for the metal hook next time, which isn't much better. my teeth and gums are really sore now.
so mikeT already blogged about this today, but last night's _how i met your mother_ was about barney sleeping with ted's ex, robin. how would you feel if your friend slept with your ex? for me, i wouldn't really care, but that's because i don't have much of an emotional tie to my ex's. (although i do still put k1 up on a pedestal.) but maybe i'd feel a bit different if i were still sort of in love with the girl. but i know that i shouldn't feel betrayed. the relationship is over, and two consenting adults should be able to do what they want to, right? my own anger or jealousy or whatever it is are my own problems, and i should just deal with it. that's just my take on it. *shrug*
i have a female friend who's gone out with two of another female friend's ex's. the former is rather amused by it. i get the feeling that she's rather curious about the whole situation. the last time i talked to her, she asked a lot of questions about the other girl's status with her and her ex. i dunno. if i knew some insight into another person's relationship because i went out with one of them, then i'd be curious too, because i would know some intimate details about how one of the parties involve operated.
i have to admit, though, that i've been interested in some of my friend's ex's, to varying degrees. (i have never actually gone out with any of them, though.) i guess if you are interested in a wide number of girls, and you hang out with your friends and their girlfriends enough, it's bound to happen sooner or later. so is there any etiquette that's been established when this happens? are you supposed to ask your friend for permission to date the ex?
my cousin's grandmother has pancreatic cancer. my cousin did some research, and it seems like a guaranteed death sentence; even with treatment, the survival rate is something like 4% or something. how sad. she's going back to taiwan next month, and she wrote in her blog that it'll be most like the last time she will see her grandmother. the finality of it all must be heartbreaking.
i still remember when my maternal grandmother passed away. she suddenly came out of her bedroom, shivering, and she told my parents to take her to the hospital immediately. (she was a woman who never saw the doctor, so this was quite a statement.) she died that night, of bone marrow cancer. the next day, all four of her children and my grandfather were at our house, crying. it was the first time i faced the aftermath of mortality in my life, so i didn't quite know what to do. i just stayed in my room, listening to music (i remember that it was _violator_ by depeche mode). my mom told me that i had a "black heart" because i didn't show any signs of remorse.
does anyone know if the red mango in downtown palo alto has opened yet? i'm craving frozen yogurt today (well, i'm starving, so any food-type item sounds good to me right now).
i had dinner with some of the guys and katherine last night. katherine and her husband are building a 6,000 square foot house in texas. holy shit! that's unheard of out here in the bay area, unless you're a billionaire or something. ah, to live in texas, where land is cheap. if only i could convince all of my friends to move there, then we could all own nice houses and not be broke. of course, there is the weather that we'd have to sacrifice. i told paul the other day that anything hotter than 75 is intolerable. ha!
ok, another meeting thing that i shouldn't do: during today's architecture review, i found myself scratching my pubes. UGH. no, no no! like, i literally shoved my hand down my pants and scratched away. and, to top it all off, i sniffed my hand after i pulled it out. terrible! i have got to watch myself when i'm among people.
ok, time for my 6pm smoke. damn, i'm hungry.
hey people. i had a shitty day at work. my AC verification is still hounding me, the next steps i need to take don't look easy, to put it mildly. i'm not looking forward to it. plus, we had a meeting about this feature we didn't put into to the next revision of our chip, and my boss sort of blamed me for letting it slip through the cracks. ugh.
is it too early to be looking forward to the weekend? saturday is going to be fun; i've already got three events lined up that day. i can't fucking wait, especially with how rotten today has been so far. *daydream*
no, i don't get happy endings with my massages. first of all, i can gratify myself just fine, thank you very much; no need to pay money for that kind of action. i go to this chinese acupuncture doctor for my massages, and i do so mainly for two reasons: one, my neck and shoulders get sore from my tics, so i need those muscles to get straightened out, and second, i don't tic during my massages, so they're like 30 minutes of relief when i can just lie there and relax, like a treat for myself.
it's funny how you find out about new relationships and engagements on facebook, sort of like official public announcements. last night, i discovered that one of the most attractive girls i know is now engaged. the first time i met her, i was taken aback by how pretty she was, and how tall she was (i think she's like 5'10" or so). she was going out with a guy i knew, so i didn't pursue her or anything. but i did manage to have lunch with her one-on-one a few months later. anyways, we lost touch, but yeah, now she's engaged. good for her. i will always remember being at a party in the city many years ago, and seeing her come in wearing a red strapless top, floating above all the shorter girls. it was a jaw-dropping sight.
my mom wants to live with me for 1-2 weeks in june. hm. while i would love to see her, i've got a few concerns. first, i think she'll be bored while i'm at work. second, i might be in hawaii for a few days during that time for susan and ray's wedding. third, what'll happen to my naked and porn-watching time? fourth, what about weekend time with my friends? questions abound. and, of course, i'll have to take her to church, and she might drag me to the services. ugh, that'll be uncomfortable.
do female animals get orgasms?
we had a fire alarm test today at the office. so when the alarms went off, we had to take the stairs and assemble in the back parking lot. however, we have one employee who is in a wheelchair, and i'm pretty sure he works on the 2nd floor. how did he get downstairs? we're not supposed to use the elevators, so that got me thinking. i should have asked him, but i didn't get a chance to approach him. *ponder*
i get annoyed when movie previews use scenes that aren't actually used in the movie itself. this happened in _forgetting sarah marshall_, at least twice. does anyone feel the same way about this? i feel like it's all a big tease. (although, come to think of it, maybe those scenes were deleted? *shrug*)
man. sorry this is short, but i have to get out of the office. hopefully tomorrow will be better.
friday night, i got together with the college gang (alan, jeremy, jay) and some other folk for dinner at red lantern, this asian small plates restaurant in downtown redwood city. teddy and carol were in town, so that was the main impetus for this meeting. the food was decent, but one dish we didn't order that i really wanted to try was the duck samosas. maybe next time i'll get them. we met at 8:30, and stayed until past closing; we were the last table to leave.
saturday, paul, mikeC and i had a late lunch at la bamba (i just had lunch there with john and nelson the day before), and i ordered the same thing, so i was a bit sick of mexican food after that. afterwards, we went to five places (OSH, lowe's, home depot, another OSH, and target) looking for a storage bin for paul's BBQ. then, we went back to paul's place, where i watched the end to the lakers/nuggets game. after i went home, i watched the end to the celtics/hawks game. josh childress (stanford star) made this sweet block, but otherwise, he didn't really get to touch the ball. sadness.
oh, while i was at lowe's or home depot (i forget which), i had to take a major dump. when i sat down, this liquid gushed out of my ass. that got me worried, that i would have to take a dump somewhere where there wasn't a bathroom. *shiver*
for dinner, i called up grace, and i headed down to campbell and joined her, john and ann at the sonoma chicken coop. grace had 12 animals at her place! one of the dogs (julia) was really mean to me, but after i gave her some treats, she calmed down. how simple. i watched the end of the rockets/jazz game at her place (my third basketball game of the day). after catching a bit of sportscenter, i went home, called my parents, and went to bed.
sunday, i had dim sum with grace, john, mikeC, judy and edric at dynasty. after that, we got some pearl tea at ten ren, and i went home. i watched the suns/spurs game, took a nap, and then met up with my coworker D and watched _forgetting sarah marshall_. man, jason segel sure is brave for flashing his schlong at least three times in the movie. i thought the movie was good overall, but not as funny as i had hoped. of all the judd apatow-produced movies, i still think _superbad_ is the best.
after the movie, i went home, watched part of the mavericks/hornets game (i don't want to talk about it), and headed off to stanford for the stanford taiko song showcase, where they played all of their songs in this upcoming spring concert and solicited comments. a lot of alum were there, both old (like me) and young. the session took over three hours, and i was glad i went, because i feel like i understand their songs better. still, though, some of their songs need a lot more work, so i hope they can get it together in the next week.
overall, it was a good weekend. it sounds like i watched a lot of basketball, but honestly, i only watched bits and pieces. the weather was good, but i found it a bit too warm. like i told my friends, 75 degrees is about my upper limit.
wow. i just spent the last 40 minutes talking to a coworker about REX's (reverse exchangeable notes). these are really funky investment vehicles, whereby you are guaranteed interest on your investment no matter how far a stock drops. and the cool thing is, even if the stock drops by a certain percentage, you can still get all of your investment back (plus the guaranteed interest)! crazy shit, man. this coworker went to an investment seminar two weeks ago, where he learned about a bunch of funky investment vehicles. i should go to one of these. i have a bunch of cash lying around, and i should put it to work for me.
i'm getting a massage today. i can't wait to be able to lie down for half an hour and have my masseuse relax me with her soothing hands. i used to go every two weeks, but i haven't gotten a massage in a month. it's been a crazy week, and i've got a lot of tension stored up in my body.
tonight, i'm meeting up with jay, alan, etc. (my college buddies) for a long-awaited group dinner. we're going to this southeastern asian restaurant called red lantern in redwood city. jay says some of his acquaintances are jizzing over it, so i hope the food is good. i just hope they have whiskey. (again, i need to de-stress.)
i think kobe tai gives the best blowjobs among all the porn stars i've seen. i dunno. she seems to provide great care and detail, and she does this one move where she inhales the entire schlong. i don't know what she does with it while the whole thing's in there (swirling tongue action?), but the guys always seem to moan in pleasure when that happens. hm. anyways, i'd love to receive head from her to see what a good blowjob feels like.
my skin is not reacting well to the stress i was feeling earlier this week. so far, i've got a painful zit on my right ear, and three (count'em, three!) patches of eczema on my neck. damn, am i sensitive to stress or what? it sucks. hopefully, i can relax this weekend and let the stress melt away. like i said, having a nice whiskey tonight at dinner will be a good start, not to mention that massage i have in a half an hour.
my airport extreme (apple's wireless router) has been giving me trouble at home. so far, for the past 2-3 days, i haven't had internet in my apartment, and i feel so disconnected. i feel like i'm stranded on an island, and it totally sucks. i mean, i can't look up directions, i can't chat with my friends, and worst of all, i can't talk to my parents on skype. i call my parents every weekend, and i always look forward to doing that. ugh. stupid computers. it's amazing how much we rely on them to work 100% on the time, and when they don't, we go batty.
do girls hate it when guys are obsessed with sports? i ask because one of my friends named my "basketball obsession" as an unfavorable trait. i admit, i am a bit crazy with my stanford men, and i do get a bit overly wrapped up with them, especially when they lose. sports are a big part of my life, though. i grew up watching the celtics/lakers (bird vs. magic) with my dad, and then, for a long time, i didn't watch much sports. then, my 5th year in college, i had a sportscenter-crazy roommate (jason), and he got me hooked on the show. and ever since then, i've been a sports fan.
i can see how girls can get jealous of sports-crazed guys because guys start ignoring them when they're watching the game. that's why it would be cool if the girls got into the games as well. i find it very attractive when a girl says that she's into sports. i know one girl who actually lists sportscenter as one of her favorite tv shows, and i find that incredibly, utterly hot. *swoon*
anyways, my mavericks are in a do-or-die situation tonight. in fact, they're playing right now, knotted up with new orleans. sigh. who knew chris paul was this good, being a playoffs newcomer. if the mavs lose this round, i'll be rooting for an old school lakers/celtics finals, with the celtics winning it all. i really want to see kevin garnett win a championship. i even owned his basketball shoes back in the day, and they were really cool-looking. (not the robocop-like ones) i wore them out pretty quickly, though; damn, i should have bought two pairs.
i have this thing about not breaking character. like, when i'm meeting people for the first time, my first impression is an important moment. what i mean is that if i'm quiet, then i'll stay quiet, and if i'm social, i'll try to stay that way. i don't like breaking character. do you know what i mean? i do that because i don't like confusing people. for example, if i start out quiet, then i won't want to suddenly start being talkative because i'll think that people will think i'm being fake or weird or something. yeah, it's kind of weird. so, i put a lot of pressure on myself to make a good first impression.
hm. i'm dreading leaving the office and feeling abandoned with no internet. oh well. it's time for me to go. have a great weekend folks!
hm. after lunch today, during my 2pm smoke, i felt this weird liquidy feeling in my ass, so i went to the bathroom. and i squirted out about a 3/4 cupful of *warm* liquid. it was all blood, bright red and everything. this happens about once every month and a half or so. not good, methinks. i don't feel any pain, but it's probably not a good sign.
a friend of mine forwarded me this pic (nsfw) of emma watson's crotch shot. when he told me it was an upskirt shot, i got excited, but it turned out to be just some pubes. what the hell kind of panties are those? striped and see-through? interesting. anyways, i've always thought emma watson was cute, and now that she's 18, i feel less dirty about it. still, though, i feel like an old perv if i said something like, "i'd do her," so she still needs to do some more growing up before i use that kind of language.
does anybody know when the santa clara gombei opens? D, william and i went to the san jose japantown one today. man, i love that place. when the santa clara location (lawrence and homestead) opens up, i'm going to be going there a lot. i used to go to gombei frequently when i was in college, because the taiko gang was mostly japanese people, so gombei was the natural choice for food. we'd go there probably once every two weeks, and we never got tired of it. *smacks lips*
so mia told me today that yogurt land opened up a location in cupertino. cindyT raves about the yogurt land in LA, and i am wondering if this is the same thing. it's a self-serve, pay-by-the-weight yogurt place. the most important thing is if they have mochi. if so, then i'm all over that. i'd probably get a half-half mixture of yogurt and mochi. i went to yogurt fantasy this past weekend, and their mochi was hard, and they didn't give me much. it's all about the mochi, baby!
i have a thing for green shoes. i've owned four pairs of them in my lifetime (college and beyond), and now my green steve madden's are dying on me. the inner soles are torn apart, and there's a hole developing in the back of the right shoe. so it's time to look for a new pair of green everyday-use shoes. right now, i'm wearing my silver steve madden's, and they're pretty sweet. the big problem, though, is that they're plastic (which makes them cool), but they don't breathe at all, so my feet get really sweaty through the course of the day. i love shoes. i own an abnormally high number of pairs for a guy, but the thing is, i usually stick to only one or two pairs most of the time. hm. i need to start rotating in other pairs to limit the wear on my shoes.
btw, the other pair that i wear a lot are my puma avanti's. they were prominently featured in the fake puma blowjob ad. i have the black pair. i saw that ad, and i was like, "hey, those are neat-o!" and of course, the ad itself was pretty cool, with the blatant sexual overtones and all, like, "if i wear those shoes, then some girl will offer to blow me." :) yeah, i'm a sucker for advertising, always have been.
i've had a lot of vivid dreams lately. i remember only small parts of them, though. one of them involved driving up in eric's car a 60 degree incline, and the road got narrower and narrower until the wheels slipped, and we fell. it was very scary. another dream involved my mom reorganizing my cd collection (i own over 700 cd's), and i got all stressed out, because the bulk of my cd's are alphabetized. and this morning, i dreamt about mrs. field's white chocolate chip macadamia nut coconut cookies. (do they even have that variety? with coconut?) anyways, dreams are cool, but not the first two, when they're scary/stressful.
the other day, i was in D's cube, and i found a gay magazine in his trash. (he swore it wasn't his.) anyways, i picked it up and started flipping through it. lots of ads for gay adult videos, gay chat lines, etc. very interesting stuff, seeing topless and semi-nude guys posing provocatively. i even recognized the dude who was on MTV's _true life_ episode as the straight guy doing gay porn. i decided that i am definitely not attracted to guys, though, although i can admit that a certain guy is attractive. does that make sense?
i'd turn gay for one reason: to see if anal sex felt good (on the recipient's end). oh, and to see if guys gave better head than girls. that latter one makes total sense to me because guys own a schlong, so they must know what feels good and what doesn't. similarly, i think girls would muffdive better than guys would, for the exact same reason.
ok, hm. i was supposed to have a meeting at 4:30, but now it's almost 5:30. damn. the later i have this meeting, the later i get out of work. shit. anyways, have a nice day!
hey guys. i'm pooped. sorry for not posting yesterday, but i worked straight until 10:15pm. and on monday, i was at home for an hour before i got called back into the office, and i worked until 11pm. so needless to say, i'm very cross about my job, and i'm just exhausted. the good news is that i finally got the AC to come up, but what really pissed me off was the reason why it wasn't working: the fucking thing was an empty shell! yup. the damn module wasn't even instantiated in the top level module, so i had been testing an empty skeleton for over two weeks. dumb, dumb mistake. i am very pissed at everyone (including myself) for not finding that out earlier.
so, regarding some questions from my commenters. the number '8' (pronounced "bah") is similar to "fah," as in "fah tzai," which means to prosper. that's why we say "gong shi fah tzai" during chinese new year. by the way, i paced out my driving so i arrived back home when my odometer hit exactly 88,888 miles. yes, i took a picture with my cell phone camera, so now i'm glad that's all over with. trust me, i was nervous about having to pull over on a major thoroughfare to take that picture. maybe i'll post it up when i have a chance.
also, regarding peeing to the side. yes, men can point their schlongs, but the pee stream doesn't always go where their penises are directed. the piss can go whichever way. i just went to take a leak, and once again, when the stuff dribbled out in the beginning, it went to left and missed the urinal completely and landed on the floor. damn. and sometimes, i pee in two streams, which is a mystery to me as well. of course, i do know that peeing after sex can cause weird things to happen, because the residual semen in the urethra can cause odd urine streams. but i haven't self-gratified in many days, so that couldn't have been the reason.
i had dim sum today with D. we went to joy luck place, and honestly, it just wasn't that good. the baked bbq pork buns were cold, and turnip cake was burnt and mushy, and there wasn't enough shrimp in the "tzang fun." we only got four plates, but it came out to a total of $20. pretty expensive for a crappy meal. oh well. i'll go to dynasty from now on for my dim sum.
they also charged us $1 each for tea. i don't really drink tea, so next time, i wonder if i can say i won't have tea, and see if they'll not charge me that $1. i'll even give up my tea cup to prove to them i won't drink it. will that work?
i don't currently know any girls who wear dresses/skirts. i wonder why that is. i really like girls who wear those things. it's very pretty and feminine. not to mention you get a chance at a nice panty shot when the wind blows or when the girl sits down. akareee mentioned something about sundresses on her xanga, and i remember that one of my ex's used to have this really nice blue sundress by betsey johnson back in the day. i loved that outfit. come to think of it, i rarely see girls wear these things in public at all. are they out of style or something?
another ex of mine had a real problem with pantylines showing when she wore skirts, so she'd often go commando. yowza! it was quite a turn-on. i'd cop a pubic feel whenever i'd get a chance, often when we were in my car and i was driving. (that's when i gave her a handjob driving back from the gilroy outlets.) the first time she met my parents, she wasn't wearing any underwear, either, hehe.
i have this one habit that i really need to break. basically, when i'm talking to a coworker while standing up in his cube, i get this weird compulsion to stick my hand down the back of my pants, and i scratch my ass. and i'm not talking about scratching my ass through my boxers, either; i'm actually touching the *skin* itself. !! yes, this is not good. i wonder if any of my coworkers have noticed me doing this. first, it must look weird, and second, it's not sanitary. i have got to stop.
i had yoshinoya yesterday. i had forgotten how much i liked their stuff. (once in a while, that is; i couldn't eat this every day.) i got my usual: spicy combo, extra sauce. the food smelled up my car on the drive back to the office, and i was like drooling and everything. i used to get yoshinoya every third week (because it was on the way back from the chiropractor), and i really looked forward to those days. maybe i'll start going more often. and it's cheap, too.
ok, time for my 5pm smoke. man, i hope i get to go home at a reasonable hour tonight.
so my car's nearing 88,888 miles. when it hits that, i plan on stopping my car and taking a picture of the odometer. in chinese, the number 8 is a prosperous number, hence the number of people getting married on 8/8/08. the strange thing is, i'm getting slightly stressed about this picture-taking moment. it shouldn't be a stressful situation, but i'm worried about stuff like being on the highway while it happens and things like that. ugh. maybe i'll take local roads to work tomorrow. either way, i'll be glad when it's over with.
i realized how dependent i am on my coworker D for lunch. he called me today at 11:45, telling me he was going to eat with someone else. so i felt a bit lost, seeing if other coworkers and friends wanted to eat with me. everyone was occupied, so i wound up sulking a bit and then just grabbing a big mac at mcd's. so sad, eating in my cubicle. i really miss my ex-coworkers C and J. *sniff*
really? rice wine in my mongolian bbq mix? what kind of flavor does that add to the food? i'm a little curious, but also hesitant as well. hm. i don't think su's even has rice wine; they have "cooking wine," but i don't think that's the same thing.
so after trading in my 11 games at my friend's video game store, i now have about $180 of store credit. wow! two of my games (einhander and xenogears) were worth $50 each. crazy! remember that i'm giving all of my store credit to mikeT, so he's going to really benefit from all this. i hope he gets some good games. plus, i still have more stuff to trade in, including time crisis, complete with two guncon's. i bet those will be worth a decent amount, too.
so the three times i took a piss today, my stream started off to the left, so far left that it completely missed the urinal and landed on the floor. weird. it straightened out after a while, but i wonder why it's starting out funny. i feel bad that someone has to clean my piss off the floor. see? it's stuff like this that's why i sit down at home and my friends' houses to take a leak.
speaking of peeing, after watching _the forbidden kingdom_, i really needed to take a piss. but, instead of going at the movie theater, i dared myself to hold it in and go home first before relieving myself. it was very painful. i had to contort my body while driving to keep from soiling myself in the car. and when i finally let it all out at home, it felt totally orgasmic. ahhhh....
what are the rules to tetherball? i've never played it before, and in fact, i've never been on a playground with a tetherball setup. i just saw it yesterday during the ending to _napoleon dynamite_, so i was wondering how it's played.
how do people get to be 600 pounds? i was watching this _true life_ episode on MTV the other day, and they showed this one segment of "where are they now?" on people who used to be obese. and i was wondering, i mean, when you hit 300 pounds, then 400, don't you realize that something is wrong? that you should see a doctor or dietician or somebody to help you lose weight? anyways, these morbidly obese people got gastric bypass surgery, and they eventually lost a huge portion of their body weight, and they started looking normal again. and yes, they had a lot of left over skin.
there's one episode of _true life_ that i really want to see. it's about people who have tourette's syndrome. jay told me that it exists, but i missed it one night that mtv aired it because he was in the central time zone, and when i tuned to it (PST), i was one hour too early. rats.
uh oh. the project manager and the VP just came into my cube, wanting to know the status of my verification. i've been working on it this afternoon, and it's been the same old story: the AC is not responding, despite all of my efforts. so we might have to have a conference call with PORTUGAL tonight or something. ugh. shit. why the hell was i assigned this thing? now i'm pissed.
i'm ashamed to say that i actually find the miley cyrus song catchy. *embarrassed* but at least i don't find her attractive.
ok, i gotta go check on my sim now. i don't have high hopes. :(
hey guys. sorry i didn't post on friday, but i worked straight until 8pm, and i just wanted to get out of the office after that.
anyways, after that, i went over to mikeT's place, where the guys were ready to play some LAN games. mikeT introduced them to this warhammer-based game called _dawn of war_, which looked pretty interesting. i had a slice of pizza and called it quits, since i was full from my massive mongolian bbq meal from lunch. i played some rock band (ah, i love oasis) with nelson, watched them play one game of DoW, and then left.
saturday, i met up with peter and two of his doctor friends. i was excited to go to HC dumpling, but instead, we went to guan dong house, which totally sucked. they gave us plenty of food, but it just didn't taste very good. we had a lot of leftovers, but nobody wanted to take any of it home.
after that, i went to mikeT's house, and we headed to my ex-coworker's video game store, playNtrade. i brought along some stuff to trade in, including the original import final fantasy VII soundtrack, which i hope will fetch a lot of store credit. mike got a rock band guitar with the store credit i already got for him (sort of a late birthday present), and then we left.
i went to work for a bit, and unfortunately, my test didn't work yet again, so i couldn't do much. i did shoot off an e-mail just to let people know i was at the office on a saturday, and then i went home to watch the mavericks/hornets game, which was a total disaster. we were up by 12 at halftime, but then we shot *20%* in the second half. you can't win doing that, and we lost by 12. ugh. i hope we do better in the second game.
for dinner, i met up with both mike's and john in milpitas. we wanted to go to darda, but it was completely packed, so we settled on jacko's, which was sort of a disappointment. i got the pork chop over rice. i hung out at mikeT's house (3rd time this weekend) for a bit afterwards, and then i met up with my coworker D at mercado and watched _the forbidden kingdom_.
the movie was sort of silly, but i have to admit, the fight between jet li and jackie chan was pretty damn awesome. and yifei liu (who played golden sparrow) is really hot! the movie was completely sold out, and it was packed with asian folk. i probably wouldn't watch it again, unless it were stripped of all scenes except for that fight and shots of yifei liu.
sunday, i woke up at noon and had lunch with paul and nelson. i recommended the counter, which adam raves about. it's a "build your own burger" place, where you select the meat, the size, the buns, and around 40+ toppings and cheeses and sauces. i got a 1/3 pound beef burger with jalepeno jack cheese, tomatoes, grilled onions, spicy pepperoncini's, roasted peppers, and roasted garlic aioli. it was decent, and it wasn't greasy, very wholesome-tasting. definitely gourmet. $8.50.
afterwards, we went back to paul's place, where i watched parts of some movies (_godfather III_, _no way out_ (sean young is really hot), and _napoleon dynamite_), and took a nap. funny, i woke up a few times with spike (their pug) in my face. i was like, "what's that smell?" and opened my eyes to see spike's mug right in front of me.
for dinner, 5 of us went to southland taste, where i stuffed myself with the combination fried rice. i need to find a new dish to get there. afterwards, i just went home, turned on espn, and got caught up on the day's sports events. i can't believe the 76ers beat the pistons. i just hung out, IM'ed amy a bit before she left for colombia, and called it a night.
boy, it was chilly and windy for an april this weekend. and did anybody see the MOON last night? it was orange and HUGE!
this morning, on the way to work, i started playing with this big painful bump on the right side of my chin that i noticed last night. i started squeezing really hard, and then it gave way with a huge pop. then, i noticed that my fingers were covered in blood. awesome. i love popping zits. how gratifying! i squeezed out all the stuff that i could, and i licked away the blood, as i had no tissues in the car. it still hurts, but the bump is noticeably smaller now.
*sniff* kristy lee cook is gone. i will miss her and all her hotness. she's by far the most attractive AI contestant there has ever been, and i am a lot less compelled to watch the show now. (i will still watch it, though, but i'm just not as motivated to do so.) oh well. like sanjaya, she was the bottom performer for a long time, but she was scrappy and clawed her way out of the bottom three as much as she could, and it was just time for her to go. fare thee well, little miss hottie! now i wonder if i should get tickets for the tour just to see her. (btw, she recently got engaged. boo.)
last night, i met up with nelson and mikeC at st. john's for half off burgers. for once, i didn't get the "beg for mercy" (spicy) burger. i wanted to save my bowels from the pain, so i got the guaco-bacon burger. it was only ok. i guess i was used to eating something with a lot more taste. a couple of big gobs of guacamole fell onto my basket, so afterwards, i got a spoon and scooped it up and ate it plain. it was spicy! that was good. i don't think i've ever had spicy guac before, and now i'm a big fan of it. funny, i didn't notice its spiciness while i was eating the burger.
so my boss is in a much better mood today. the new verification guy was able to figure his stuff out, and now our tests are passing. *phew* disaster averted! we had a short status meeting, and when the new guy delivered his good news, i could see the cloud lifted over my boss's head. after the meeting, i passed by the conference room where he was working, and i said hi to him, and he responded, "hello my friend." ah, to be on good terms with him again.
does chewing gum wear down your teeth? i imagine that the constant chomping would result in a lot of friction and contact between your teeth, and that wouldn't be a good thing. i have a lot of wear on my bottom teeth, and they've gotten a lot shorter over the years. my dentist keeps asking me if i grind my teeth at night, which i don't think i do. he's warned me that getting them fixed will cost tens of thousands of dollars. that scares me. anyways, i'm chewing some gum right now (which i rarely do), and i'm just wondering if it's a good thing to do.
i got injured playing basketball today. it's not major or anything, but my right thumbnail got bent in a nasty way, and part of my nail has this painful purple spot underneath. it stung quite a bit, and i had to get a sub for that game. other than that, i made this sweet move today where i shot-faked my defender out of his shorts, dribbled past him, and then made a sweet floater over another defender. it felt really good.
there's this new guy who plays bball with us. i don't know what he's got underneath his shorts, but there's a pointy bulge where his schlong should be. it's sort of distracting. i haven't gotten a clear look at that bulge when he's running, so i can't tell if it's his actual thing (i would be able to tell if it sways) or a cup that he's wearing. anyways, just an observation. maybe i should punch him in the groin to find out? ha!
two movies i want to see that are opening this weekend: the jet li/jackie chan movie, and _forgetting sarah marshall_. i hope they're good, and that i can find somebody to go with me. for the latter film, i'm surprised they were able to show the fake blowjob/webcam scene in the previews on tv. yes, it's only suggestive, but still. i would find it hard to be a parent explaining why that's funny to my kid.
i'm excited for tomorrow's lunch. i'm going to get mongolian bbq! maybe i should starve myself tonight in anticipation for the grand outing. my not-so-secret simple recipe: three scoops soy sauce, two scoops garlic, and two scoops chili paste. result: pure mongolian bliss.
so at yul's informal engagement party, he was talking how CBS was going to do an "all winners" _survivor_ (as soon as richard hatch gets out of jail or something). i think that would be pretty awesome. the competition would be pretty tough, because it would be all very strong and crafty players. i would definitely watch that, especially if yul were on the show again.
ok, time for my 6pm smoke. ciao!
i feel bad. my boss got mad at me today. he was frustrated that our testing was in bad shape, and he was upset that i wasn't helping out. the thing is, though, that the guy who was doing the testing didn't ask me for help, so my boss was acting mainly out of desperation and frustration. still, i got upset that he sort of yelled at me. i don't like underperforming, although really, it wasn't my fault that i did anything wrong. :(
it's been a long day. i was sort of idling during lunch, waiting for D to get out of a meeting, but even at 2pm, he didn't get out, so i just went to mcd's by myself. i got a mcChicken and a filet o' fish. two deep-fried items. i felt sick after eating them, so that didn't help my mood at all. after that, i started debugging my AC tests, and it was very painful. so all in all, i've had sort of a shitty day. i can't wait to get out of here and just go home and sulk. a phone call from a friend would be nice. maybe i'll call up emi or amyM.
man, david cook was awesome last night (on _american idol_). i texted jay saying how good he was, and jay wrote back saying he watched his performance four times. (ah, to have tivo.) during a commercial break of _hell's kitchen_, i tried voting for him, but the line was jammed. damn. that must mean a lot people were voting for him. so in the meantime, i voted for kristy lee cook three times. i think she's going to get booted off tonight. *sigh* it's her time to go, but damn, she's got the perfect face. hottie!
a lot of people here at work have bad digestive systems. often, when i'm in the bathroom, i can hear other coworkers with crackly, bubbly dumps. it makes me feel a little bit better because i realize i'm not the only one with GI problems, but then again, i feel bad because i fear for their general health. one of my very old coworkers (at my first company right out of college) had serious health problems, and he had to be limited to a very strict diet because of his GI issues.
i dropped below 170lbs yesterday (morning weight, naked). yay! i've been eating less, although i have failed in my consumption of one dr pepper per day. i've noticed that my gut has gotten a little smaller, too, so that's good news. let's see if i can keep this up. i usually gain back a little weight on weekends because i have two solid meals during those days.
i was telling zz last night that i like to document history. like, keeping journals and stuff. i first started keeping a journal my freshman year in college. it was spurred by the fact that i started liking k1, and i wanted to write down all the feelings and things that i was going through. so i started writing in microsoft word every night, and the sum total of the journal that year was more than a megabyte. subsequent years, i kept written journals, and then i stopped for a few years.
i used to have archives of all the e-mails i sent and received throughout college, and i stored them all on this website that offered free storage. unfortunately, they started asking me to pay, so i downloaded them onto my work computer at V. unfortunately, the day i got laid off, i forgot to make a copy of them, so i lost them all. :( so all i have now is a hardcopy of my freshman year's e-mails, in two thick binders (one for received, one for sent). it'll be a trip when i sit down and sift through them someday.
but yeah, i like documenting. when i first met one of my ex's, before we started dating, we would meet at midnight at random places on campus, and i taught her how to smoke cigarettes. so once we started going out, i got a map of stanford campus, and i marked the map with the locations and dates of all the places where we first met up for those smoking "dates." i thought that was cool. i like doing things like that.
i hate the fact that there are parts of my life that i don't remember. i wish i had kept a journal my entire life, so i can remember what i did and what i was thinking all these years. that's one of the biggest reasons why i blog now.
when you dream, do you have certain recurring locations that only exist in your dream world? i do. it's pretty neat. like, i have dream-only versions of harvard campus, the company faroudja (how random is that? i've never even worked there or been inside their building), some outskirts of stanford, the city of boston, and other places. it's amazing what the mind can concoct.
ok, it's time for me to go. i just want to veg out tonight.
it's been a busy day at work for me. i was stuck doing some of this audio codec verification, but luckily, i had a guy who was familiar with the stuff come help me, and we found some issues with the testbench, so i'm back on my feet for a little bit. as i grow older and more experienced, i've become unafraid to ask for help. before, like in college and before, i was very independent; i always did stuff on my own (screw the study sessions and office hours!), but now, i've come to realize that it's not a sign of weakness to ask for assistance. and in fact, it makes life easier, so why not do it?
i tried jack in the box's southwestern scramble for breakfast today. it was only ok. they claim that they use cholula hot sauce (which i *love*), but i couldn't detect even the faintest existence of it. bummer. the main ingredient in this scramble is eggs (duh, it's called a "scramble"), which is ok, but frankly, i expected more. i won't be getting it again, especially at $3.02. there are better things to eat for breakfast.
so i think tonight is mariah carey night on _american idol_. i'm not looking forward to it. i hate mariah carey. she may have a nice body, but i think she's got a nasty face. and there was some comment that she said that just made me despise her. i think it was something like, "i'm jealous of those starving africans because they're so skinny." yeah! can you believe that? this may be the last chance i see kristy lee cook, so i'm going to ogle her all that i can before she gets voted off.
i don't know exactly where yul's palo alto red mango (opening next month) is going to be. i think i heard him say it's going to be near the apple store. oh, and one of the other locations is going to be santana row. anyways, i'm very excited. this is the original korean frozen yogurt shop that launched pinkberry and all the others, right? *giddy* and they'll have mochi!
the NFL schedules came out today. my cowboys' schedule looks decent. they don't play the patriots, chargers, or the colts, so they look like they might be able to pull off a decent record. they do play the 49ers, so nelson and i can have a trash-talkfest during that game. the game is in dallas, so we can't go, but i'm fine with that because i'd actually prefer to watch it on tv than go to a live game. i like having instant replay, bathroom breaks, and not having to face the horrendous traffic coming back.
ah, football. zz wrote a facebook message to me saying something like my "basketball obsession" was one of my faults/vices, but man, she has no idea how crazy i am about my cowboys. but football season is so far away; i have a long way to go before i'll get really excited about it.
man, i am beat today. last night, i woke up every hour until 4am, which means i didn't get restorative sleep until then. i'm not sure why that happened, but it just translates to me feeling exhausted. i couldn't get up this morning, so i rolled into work today (after getting breakfast) at 11:15am. my boss was in my neighbor's cube talking some serious emergency stuff, so i felt really bad coming in so late. i better start showing up earlier for the next few days.
oh, regarding ":)me"'s comment, i am a red sox fan. :) down with the yankees!
last night, i watched the end to _return of the jedi_ on tv. i wanted to see which version of anakin skywalker they used in the final scene (you know, when luke sees the dead spirits of anakin, obiwon and yoda). this was the re-done movie, so they used hayden christensen as anakin. i thought that was lame. shouldn't they have used the final (i.e. old) incarnations of the jedi's, meaning what they looked like when they died? dumb. silly george lucas.
anyways, i credit _star wars_ for saving my life. literally. when i was suicidal, one main reasons why i didn't off myself right then and there was because i wanted to see how episode III would turn out. really, honestly! i wanted to see how anakin became evil, how the empire was formed, how the jedi were killed off, etc. so i really owe _the revenge of the sith_ my life. that and antidepressants.
so i was at tap ex the other night, and i saw an ad for tila tequila's _a shot at love 2_. the volume was turned down, so i couldn't hear why they were doing it. what happened with tila and bobby? did they break up or something? man, not again!
ok, i'm going to do some research on tila now. take it easy.
man, it's (relatively) cold today, which is a really big change from this past weekend, when the temperatures reached above 80 degrees. yesterday, i even went out without one of my trusty hoodie sweatshirts, but boy, i really needed one today on my smoke breaks. funny, the weather is.
so for the second time in two days, i got shit on my hands when i wiped. it was from all the bubbly diarrhea, which splattered some watery stuff on the sides of my ass. it was kinda gross. this morning, when i noticed the top of my hand was wet, i even smelled it so closely that i got some of the shit on the tip of my nose. ick! and to answer zz's question earlier, no, i don't usually get stomachaches from my diarrhea; it just feels like a lot of pressure in the base of my bowels on my sphincter, as all the gas and liquid pushes down on the opening.
i had a 30 minute lunch today, but boy was it good. i took D to barn thai, and i ordered my favorite thai dish: jun jad poo. (haha, i said i ate "poo.") there were five levels of spiciness, so i got the 4. it burned quite a bit, and it made my scalp itchy. but damn, it was tasty. i hadn't been to that restaurant in many months, but the waitress knew my order before i opened my mouth. good memory!
i like noodles much better than rice. i guess it's because rice usually comes plain, and it doesn't have much taste, and you have to eat it with something else. however, noodles/pasta almost always comes in some sort of soup or sauce, so it has a lot more flavor.
did you hear about the red sox fan construction worker who buried a david ortiz (a red sox player) jersey underneath the new yankee stadium? what an awesome prank! he did it to curse the yankees. i think that was brilliant. they finally dug it up the other day. i hope they don't press charges against the guy; despite the fact that they had to drill through two feet of concrete, it was a harmless act. what i don't get is how he did it without anyone noticing; you'd think that they'd notice a jersey in the hole when they poured the concrete, right?
so yeah, this past sunday, the guys played a lot of LAN games. their game of choice is _command and conquer 3_. they play against the computer, but what i keep telling them is that they should fight each other. that would be a lot more competitive and fun. however, they don't listen to me. i think it's because they're not very confrontational people. i used to play _starcraft_ back in the day (wow, about a decade ago), and a group of us used to play head to head. man, those were some intense sessions. my screen name was "plasticSpoon." (sorry, i couldn't come up with anything witty.) and our group name was "home wreckers" because we were so addicted that we would neglected our significant others. hehe. but yeah, that was fun.
i had a bloody watery dump today after lunch. yup. once again, my lower bowels are bleeding. i wonder what's going on.
i think gatorade tiger is going to be a bust. if you haven't seen the ads, it's a new brand of gatorade that has more electrolytes. i think it's a little odd that tiger woods is the frontperson for the ad because it's not like golf is the most grueling of sports that demands that much more hydration. i would have figured football or basketball would be more strenuous, no? but yes, tiger is one of the most recognizable active athletes in the world, but still... golf? hm. i was at safeway the other day, and they were carrying gatorade tiger, and i didn't think i saw a single bottle of it sold.
has anybody seen blu-ray (or the now defunct HD-DVD, which i heard the porn industry was initially supporting) porn yet? is it grand? the porn industry is always highly advanced, so i wonder what breakthrtoughs they have pioneered in the video industry. after all, isn't porn really the reason why DVD players have the multiple-angle feature? (although, i own a DVD or two with multiple angles, and honestly, i didn't do much for me.) but man, after seeing the difference between standard def and hi def, i bet high-definition porn must look fantastic.
i know two asian people who are getting married on 8/8/08. what a properous day. and it's not even a weekend; it's a friday. man, we chinese are superstitious, huh? i wonder if anybody with a death wish got married on 4/4/04. (4 means death.)
it's funny where kids get their ideas. one of my friends is pregnant, and their 2 or 3-year-old daughter wants to name her future sister either cinderella, dora, or chicago. haha! that last one cracks me up.
ok, i must leave soon. i'm getting ancy.
friday night, i drove all the way down to the oakridge mall area to have dinner with jay and margaret. we went to this korean restaurant called "kang nam," which was my second korean meal of the day. this time, i got the kim chee jige, which was ok, except it had some leafy stuff which wasn't really edible. they had self-serve ice cream for dessert.
after dinner, i called up john, and i picked him up and met up with mikeC and leeya for pearl tea at tap-ex. it was packed, and we stayed until 11:30 or so.
saturday, i got up at 10am and went to work. we had a meeting at 10:30, and after that, i met up with some folks for dim sum at dynasty. ah, dim sum. it was good, but i didn't get my turnip cake or sticky rice. then, i headed back to the office and worked until 6 or so. i made some headway, but still, i didn't accomplish what i wanted to. it was kind of frustrating.
rainbow gave me a call about some gig at stanford, so i decided to go. it was a concert by this band called "seriously," coupled with an asian bone marrow drive by yul kwon, the winner of _survivor: cook islands_. i knew yul a little bit from stanford and mallory's wedding. he remembered me when i introduced myself and gave me a big hug. it felt nice. :)
the big surprise was that during the intermission, he proposed to his girlfriend! he asked the lead singer of seriously to play this song "it's you" to celebrate his one year anniversary, and then he addressed his girlfriend S in front of the crowd, and when he said "i want to spend the rest of my life with you," the crowd went wild because they knew what he was going to go. and she said yes.
afterwards, a bunch of random faces from stanford old went to rainbow's place to celebrate the engagement. one of those faces was monica, my co-sib. small world! i also recognized clara and howie, although i never really formally met them. anyways, i had a good time there, and i was really impressed with yul. he's a very humble, well-spoken and caring person. and plus, he's opening up like three red mango's (the original korean frozen yogurt chain) in the bay area, starting with palo alto! i told him that he MUST have mochi, and he said that he's indeed stocking the topping. yay!
sunday, nelson and i picked up john, and we went to my suggestion, pasta pomodoro. ah, the gemelli. (the gemelli on the main menu, not the express lunch gemelli dish) john didn't like it, but i thought it was fabulous as always. we hung out at borders a bit afterwards, and then, the guys (mikeC came too) played lan games at john's place while i took a nap. the dogs kept coming by and licking my face and arms and waking me up. then, we met up with paul and leeya at beque korean grill (expensive) for some more korean food. i thought it was only ok for the price.
then, we went to paul's house for some coffee, and once again, they played lan games while i watched the end of the red sox/yankees game (red sox won, yay!) and sportscenter. and after that, i went home.
man, it was a hot weekend. the temperature went up to the 80's, and i wasn't happy about that. and i was very cross about having to go to work, but oh well, i wasn't that bad; at least i got to have dim sum with grace and company.
man, i have to go to work this weekend. it's the first time in years that i have to do so. sucks to be me, i guess. i have a meeting tomorrow (saturday) at 10:30am. *RAAR* we're in our final push to get an important chip out, and it's total crunch time now. sigh. i took this job with the promise of never having to work weekends. well, it's not so bad; one weekend out of four years isn't horrible, you know?
the worst thing is that i might miss dim sum tomorrow. grace, my yum cha partner in crime, is finally free (her mom leaves tomorrow), and we finally get to go. i just hope my meeting lets out at a reasonable time, so i can go get some lunch with her before coming back to hunker down and do some work. leek dumplings! turnip cake! i am really craving it right now.
hey, donating money to american idol ain't that bad. if they promise to give the money to the charities they claim to support, then it's for good causes. yes, it's through a cheesy show, but still, the thought is nice. by the way, i was surprised that michael johns was voted off, although i skimmed the headlines on yahoo news before i went home, and i already knew what was going to happen. i was totally rooting for scary-faced carly smithson to get booted.
i used to the word "cross" (as in, "i have to go to work tomorrow. i am very cross.") in an IM message to grace this afternoon. she laughed. what, is "cross" not a word that people use these days? or is it british or something? i was confused. :P
my diarrhea doesn't really splash around the toilet that much. but there are two points i'd like to make. first, there are usually some gassy bubbles that follow the liquid, and they sometimes burst around my asshole, which gets on my fingers when i wipe. like this morning, i got some on my hands, and it smelled kind of gross. (duh, fecal stuff smells nasty, right?) and second, the splashes may not reach the toilet seat, but i do have one small piece right now that bounced out of the water and onto the side of the bowl above the water line. i need to remember to clean it out sometime soon, before it hardens and starts molding.
what *does* bounce out of the water is puke. i guess when i throw up, the stuff comes out of my mouth with much more velocity than my diarrhea. it often splashes back onto my face and glasses. i have some remnants on the bottom of my toilet seat (yeah, i forgot to lift the seat) from the last time i yacked, which i think was greg's birthday party back in early february. damn, that was a drunken night.
so i sold my final fantasy VII playstation game to my ex-coworker friend. she's gonna give me something like $40 in store credit. really! i was really surprised that the game retained so much value. apparently there are a lot of FF fanatics out there who are collecting this game. the game comes on three discs, and i never even got past the first disc. i just got tired of all the fighting; it was like, i'd walk around the map for less than 10 seconds, and i'd have to fight again. the game, though, was beautiful, and it was groundbreaking for its time. i used a lot of the artwork as test images at my first company, and even now, on both computers (at work and at home), i use images from the game as my wallpaper.
i got home last night just in time to watch the mavericks clinch a playoff berth. yay! it was a crazy game (against the jazz). deron williams banked in a crazy 3-pointer with about 7 seconds left to tie the game, and then the mavs (with no timeouts left) drove down the court, and dirk swished a 3 with 0.9 seconds left to win the game. what a way to win. *phew* so now i'm happy. and golden state is in deep shit, with their loss to the nuggets last night. poor warriors.
is it possible for asian people to get dreadlocks?
i am the #1 google hit for the phrase "spicy dump." that makes me proud.
what is up with the old rick astley song? (it's called "never gonna give you up." come on, you know it.) so far, in the past week, three of my friends or online acquaintances have mentioned it. is it making a comeback or something? i admit, it's catchy, and i did like it when it came out way back when. but why the newfound hype? rick reminds me of my first gf's ex. i had a hard time getting over the idea that she loved/slept with him first. ah, young jealousy.
ok, have a good weekend, people.
so last night, i donated $200 to _idol gives back_. i made my contribution over the internet, although i really wanted to call in to see if i had a chance to talk to kristy lee cook, hehe. i would have told her that she was hot. anyway, i am curious to know how much of the money actually goes to the charities that they fund, but i hope they use my money for some good.
this morning, i went cheap and got two $1 items from mcdonald's: the sausage mcmuffin (without the egg) and a breakfast burrito (not the mcskillet). both were nasty. i felt so gross afterwards that i actually went out in the parking lot and tried to puke. unfortunately, nothing came up, just a bunch of spit and bubbles. ugh. never skimp on food, that's my new motto!
it's been a frustrating day at the office. this test that i have been trying to run all day didn't work, and at 6pm, i finally got it to work because this stupid environment variable wasn't set. dumb, just absolutely fucking dumb. who knew. i might have to work this weekend; one of the teams here has been working until past midnight for a few weeks now. damn, i hope i don't have to do that.
yes, that old pube picture i showed you yesterday was staged. i actually plucked those two follicles out of my own bush and carefully placed them on the toilet seat. it hurt! :) like i said, they look reddish, and i inspected my thatch last night, and some of my pubes are indeed sort of brownish. i wonder why; it's not like i've blow-dried any of them to make them lose their black color. *ponder*
there's new tv today! yup, brand new episodes of _the office_ and _scrubs_. i'm excited. it's like seeing old friends again, and it's about damn time.
i think it's amazing that our sphincter is capable of telling us whether our bowels contain gas, liquid or solids. very remarkable, really. it must be the smartest muscle in our body. i was outside having a smoke today, and i was about to fart, and all of a sudden, i stopped because i just knew that what i was brewing wasn't gas. so i finished up my cigarette, went into the bathroom, and sure enough, it was pissing-out-of-my-asshole time.
of course, the sphincter is sometimes wrong. about 5-6 years ago, during an afternoon smoking break, i farted, and my ass was wrong. so i shit all over my boxers and jeans, and i had to drive home right then, change, throw my soiled clothes into the washer, and go back to work. it was so traumatic (and embarrassing), knowing that i was still like a baby, capable of taking a dump in my clothes. sigh.
one of my biggest fears (yup, another one) is going on a long walk (or long drive) and having diarrhea or some urgent bowel movement where there is no bathroom. this once happened during chinese summer camp, when we were on a bus on the way back to the dorms. i developed this huge stomachache, and i just had to go #2, and it was about an hour left on the drive. there actually *was* a toilet in the back of the bus, but the nasty shit/piss-filled water was overflowing due to the bumpy ride, so there was no way i was going to use it. so i held it in for that hour, and man, i thought i was going to explode. so yeah, that's a big fear of mine.
i'm glad that i'm regular now, and that i take my morning diarrhea pretty much every day. it cuts down on the possibility of me having an emergency dump, although it still happens from time to time, especially when i have spicy food the previous day.
i am feeling ancy. thursday basketball was cancelled today, and i have all this work frustration and aggression to get out. *RAAR*
ok, i'm gonna cut this short. it's almost 7pm, and i'm still in the office. i gotta get out of here.
i met up with mia today for a belated birthday lunch. i was surprised to see her hair, which was dyed jet black. (black is her normal hair color, but ever since i've known her, she has bleached her hair.) i *loved* it! she has short hair, which i prefer on girls, and in that natural black color, it just looked really sexy. awesome. i almost swooned. :)
man, the stanford women got killed last night by tennessee. the lady vols swarmed us with their full court press, and we had well over 20 turnovers. it was really frustrating and depressing. (we lost by 16 points.) we looked lost and really vulnerable, and i kept waiting for us to solve the press, but alas, it just never happened. oh well. still, it was a good season for the women, and i am proud of them. and candice wiggins was the third player to get drafted in the WNBA. good job, candice! *claps*
i really dug jason castro's "somewhere over the rainbow" on last night's _american idol_. he did a version with a ukulele, and it was the same version that was featured on the wizard of oz episode of _scrubs_. i think i'm going to download it on itunes. btw, i voted for david cook twice and kristy lee cook twice as well. i really like the former, but he chose an awful song to sing, and i think most of america won't get it, thus he's going to be in real trouble tomorrow night. i'm hoping carly smithson gets voted out; she looks scary to me.
so tonight is the much-hyped _idol gives back_ extravaganza. they're hoping to raise over $100 million for charity. i might donate some money. i gave $100 to the red cross when hurricane katrina happened. it was the least i could do to help the unfortunate. i mean, i regularly donate $250-$350 to stanford university (in fact, i give money every time they call), and i do it without even much thought, so i really should give money to help the needy.
so the shocker today is that trent johnson (stanford men's head coach, and pac-10 coach of the year) took the job at LSU. what the fuck? why did he leave? there's a conspiracy theory that the athletic director secretly wanted him gone, but i don't know if i believe that. man, what terrible timing; if only mike montgomery had waited an extra week to take the cal job, or else he could have come back to coach stanford. that would have been awesome. now, we're in limbo. i'm very upset about this.
i wonder how it feels to have a widowed parent date someone else. like, my grandmother (mom's mom) passed away about 17 years ago, and my grandfather's got a girlfriend now. i was skype'ing my mom yesterday, and i mistakenly referred to the girlfriend as "chang tai-tai" (or wife chang), and my mom immediately and adamantly corrected me and told me call her "chang shao-jie" (or miss chang). i wonder how my grandfather's kids feel about miss chang. oh, and there's like a 20 to 30-year difference my grandpa and her. so maybe they think of her as a golddigger? if the same thing happened to my parents, i'm not sure how i would feel. on one hand, i wouldn't want my remaining parent to be lonely, but that new person would never replace my lost parent.
i worry about the state of my body when i get a little older. first, the smoking. second, the meds. third, my tics (bone spurs in my neck and sore muscles). fourth, my jaw. (when i yawn and open/close my mouth wide, my jaw makes a loud clicking sound.) and fifth, my bad diet. damn. my body is going to have a lot of problems in the future. i'm not looking forward to it. better make sure i have a good health insurance plan!
did i ever tell you guys about the time i ate half a bag of prunes? it was ridiculous. i actually really like prunes, but that time, i just overdid it. i spent the rest of the day on the toilet, with mucho diarrhea. insane, man. and there was a time when i ate half a costco-sized tub of gummy bears, and i got so sick i threw up in many colors of half-chewed gelatinous matter. i don't think i've had a gummy bear since then, although i still eat gummy worms, coke bottles and peach rings.
i wonder how many strands of female pubic hair i've ingested.
remember this picture i took a few years ago? yeah, those are mine. weird, because they look a bit reddish in tint. it's sort of weird how eyebrows and pubes (another other body hair) know when to stop growing. how do they do that?
ok, i'm off. gotta write some facebook messages.
poor memphis. (i'm talking about the men's NCAA championship basketball game.) they were up 9 points with 2 minutes left, and they blew it. in the end, missed free throws killed them. mario chalmer's 3-pointer with 2 seconds left tied the game, and kansas had all the momentum after that. nuts. i was rooting for memphis, and they just died. :( exciting game, though. i bet they will be haunted by this for the rest of their lives. i watched the "one shining moment" montage, and brook lopez's shot was in it. yay! :)
but! tonight! stanford women in the championship game! i'm heading off to watch the game at 5:30, and best of luck to us. i'm pretty psyched up. go cardinal!
i'm down to 170 pounds now. my goal is 165, but frankly, i'm getting tired of eating cereal. i'm not getting hungry when i go to sleep, but i'm just bored of my cereal dinners. i want more taste! i grew up on my mom's cooking, and she used a lot of flavors in her dishes. my dad and i love spicy food, and in fact, my dad used to carry around a small jar of red pepper wherever he went. i worry about his digestive tract because of that. i don't think he does that anymore, though, so maybe his GI system can recovering. i worry about my own stomach sometimes, after all the spicy shit that i consume. i've told you all about my spicy dumps, right?
i saw a picture of a kate bosworth nipple slip today. very exciting stuff. i mean, what's weird is that i watch porn, so you'd think that a nipple slip would be no big deal. but they are. i think it's because these are big-name actresses, people whose private bits you *aren't* supposed to see. so it's all about the taboo factor. anyways, she has pink nipples! i love pink ones. so cute, i want to nibble on them.
i've bitten a girl's nipple so hard i thought i was going to draw blood. but instead, the girl moaned in pleasure. what does it feel like to a girl? i mean, i just squeezed my nipple really hard just now, and it didn't feel good at all. in fact, it sort of hurt. hm. i guess girls have pleasure sensors embedded in their nipples or something? *ponder*
i hope i don't get food poisoning. i woke up late today, so by the time i got to mcdonald's, they had stopped serving breakfast. so i ordered a filet o' fish, which i usually love, but the fish in today's sandwich tasted kind of funny, a little bit sour. maybe it had gone bad or something? ugh. hopefully, it doesn't wreck my stomach.
i wonder how adopted children feel towards their natural parents. do they resent the fact that their biological parents gave them up? two of my friends adopted a child, and i wonder if the kid knows that he/she's adopted. when is the right time to tell? and do kids have a natural desire to find out who their original parents are? they must, right?
so adam forwarded me a wikipedia article about this plant husk that's supposed to firm up my turds. (he got it from a recent twitter from eric.) i'm curious to try it out. apparently, it can be found in metamucil, so maybe i'll get some and see what'll happen if i take it. i really miss solid dumps. but i'm sort of scared that i have atrophy in my sphincter muscle, and i'll tear it if i suddenly start having solid poo again. i remember that one solid shit i had in taiwan last year, and even though it was really thin, it took a lot of hard pushing to get out. yikes!
have you ever gotten hemorrhoids? i've never had it myself, but one of my ex's had it once. she even bent over and let me examine it a few times. it looked like a worm coming out of her ass. kind of neat, kind of nasty. i'm not sure if we bought preparation h to treat it or not. but man, i hope i never get it. i can't imagine what it would be like if taking dumps hurt a lot; it's a regular part of my daily routine, something that would totally suck if pain were involved. that's also why i have this deathly fear of kidneystones.
i crave a nice bowl of kimchee jige. spicy, i tell you.
how come dogs don't need their asses wiped after they take dumps? do they pinch off that cleanly? i have this fear that they still have dingleberries or some form of anal residue, so i don't like it when they sit on my lap, for fear of leaving skidmarks on my clothes. i mean, thank goodness that humans have that cleft in their asses, or else i bet we'd leave "matter" in our underwear all the time. fyi, i still don't wipe until i'm clean because i can't stand the idea of looking at the toilet paper. so instead, i just wipe twice, really hard.
ok. time to go. i'm gonna skip the cereal and grab some real food tonight. go stanford!
i think i'm still feeling the effects of the 4am night this past saturday. i took a 10-minute powernap after lunch, and then, after the meeting, i fell asleep in my coworker's cube while we were working on some stuff. he must have noticed, because he stopped talking to me after a while. oops.
fyi, yogurberry and yoberry are not the same store. i went to the yoberry in oakridge mall, and there's a yogurberry opening up on castro. man, i am going apeshit over this yogurt stuff. at least, according to the big sign that fraiche has up, the stuff is pretty healthy for you.
i sold my nintendo gamecube and all of my games and accessories to my ex-coworker's videogame store and gave my store credit to mikeT (as a belated birthday present) so he can buy a bass guitar for rock band. (however, the store credit wasn't enough for a free guitar, that's how little a gamecube costs nowadays.) i wonder how her store is doing, whether it's generating enough revenue to make it profitable. her store got broken into a few months ago, and she was pretty bummed out about it. i've always thought that retail stores are a risky business, and my ex-coworker was telling me that for something as hot as the nintendo wii, she makes something like less than $10 on a sale. nuts!
re: sleeping naked. yeah, if my girl didn't sleep naked, and we were just starting to go out, and we hadn't had sex yet, i wouldn't sleep naked to start off. i'd probably sleep in boxers or something; i wouldn't give up my goods that early. but after having sex, she would know how big i was and what i looked like naked, so i would probably start sleeping without clothes. and i would urge her to do the same.
another thing i've pushed for early on in a relationship is showering together. i love doing that. it's innocent, sexy fun. and plus, it makes things like soaping up backs easier because you can get your mate to do it for you. i LOVE soaping up boobs. slippery and soft! (although, like i've said, shower sex is overrated.) one of the top two things i look for in a new house is whether the shower is big enough and practical for two people. (the other being where the tv goes in the living room.)
i started the whole shower/bathing together thing very early on with my first girlfriend in college. the dorms had this unisex "tub room" which was reserved for handicapped people, and we took advantage of that after a few months of going out. and the following school year, we started showering together regularly. it was sort of embarrassing at first because we kept on running into this guy (who later became my lab mate in one EE class) when we exited, but soon, we got used to it, and i think he did too.
the one thing about showering together is sharing the hot water. it's very important to be considerate, because it can get cold for one person to be standing there if the other is blocking the nozzle. so rotation is very key. when i buy my house, i'll look into install a double shower head in the master bedroom's bathroom. :)
last night, at hiroshi and joy's place, someone mentioned the naked taiko youtube video. yup, naked girls all oiled up and glistening, playing drums. i had seen it before, so i knew what they were talking about. the best part is when the girl is playing the o-daiko (big drum), and her boobs were bouncing all over the place. as we found out, apparently this footage was part of some porn movie. man, they think of everything.
one thing i was curious about was whether sex with an uncircumcised guy felt slightly better than sex with a cut guy. the reason why i think that would be the case is because the uncut guy's foreskin (after being pulled back) might act like extra "texture," similar to the stuff on a ribbed condom. can any girl who's had experience with both confirm that?
ok, gonna wrap this one up and head home to watch the men's championship game. i think i'm rooting for memphis in this one.
friday night, nelson, mikeC and i went to prolific oven for dinner. ah, the chipotle chicken pasta. nelson loves that dish. afterwards, we went over to mikeC's place and watched a _simpsons_ episode to pass some time before hanging out with paul and leeya at tap ex.
saturday, i had lunch with ben at thai basil. the crazy guy ordered two satay's in addition to his fried rice. the satay's were more expensive than the main dish! we caught up and talked basketball. after i got home, william came over, and we watched UCLA lose to memphis, which played great. man, derrick rose is awesome. william was a bit dejected, but he took the loss ok.
i then watched part of the UNC/kansas game, but i fell asleep on the couch and was late to alan and ting's place. we carpooled to oakridge mall, where we met up with jay and margaret. we were going to have dinner at BJ's, but there was an hour wait, so i we stopped by yoberry, which christi raves about, so i had a medium (which was huge) with mochi. not bad, not bad at all, although it was just a teeny bit icy.
BJ's wasn't very good. i never really liked their pizza, but we ordered two mediums. my favorite part of the meal was my whiskey (bushmills on the rocks). i recommended the buffalo chicken pizza to jay, but he thought it was pretty nasty from his reaction. after dinner, we hit yoberry again, but i got some more because i figured i wouldn't be down there again in a long time. yup, two yogurts in one night.
then, we watched _21_ at the mall's theater. i saw lawrence hill! (fyi, he's a player on stanford's men's team.) he wasn't as tall as i thought he was; he's listed at 6'8".) he had a cast on his hand, and he was there with his girlfriend. i really wanted to say hi to him, but i was intimidated. anyways, the movie was only so-so, but i thought kate bosworth was sort of hot. i love short hair on girls.
we got out of the movie at around 1am, and i called up john to see if greg's poker party was still going on. it was, so i headed over to greg's place and hung out there until past 3am. i got home and skype'd my mom, and she was shocked that i was still up. i talked to my mom and dad for about 10 minutes and then went to sleep at around 4am.
i got up (very groggily) at noon, and i met up with mike and christi in downtown palo alto and had lunch at peninsula creamery. i got my usual (chicken salad melt sandwich), and it was fabulous. then, we walked over to fraiche and got frozen yogurt. yup, my third fro-yo of the weekend. after i got home, i watched the ending to the mavs/suns game (we won on a 16-0 run!). after that, i took a little nap and then watched the stanford women's final four game. we beat the #1 team in the land, uconn. happy happy joy joy!
then, i headed over to hiroshi and joy's place for the final four viewing of the same game. (they had taiko practice past the game, so they recorded the game.) i tried really hard not to give the score away, but i almost slipped up and told linda that stanford was going to wear black during the next game if they played tennessee. *phew*
i gotta say, watching a game for the second time is really boring, but at least it was cool because i knew that we had won. if we had lost, i would have had this frown on my face, and people would have known that we had lost. for food, we had pizza (my fourth straight day of eating pizza) and guava bbq chicken, which was not bad.
after we won, we watched tennessee beat LSU by one point in a crazy game. so it's all set: stanford vs. tennessee in the national championship game on tuesday. go cardinal!
after i got home, i just watched some tv. i watched the ending to _star wars: episode III_ and then the ending to _lord of the rings: return of the king_. two satisfying endings. i just love light saber fights. and i'm really glad they ended _LotR_ just like the book, with sam gamgee saying "well, i'm back." i was tired from my previous day's 4am sleeptime, so i just went upstairs and conked out.
now, after lunch, i'm just exhausted. i have a 2pm meeting, so i'm going to take a short powernap before heading off.
damn. i was in the middle of a good dream this morning, but then i got a call from william that interrupted it. in the dream, i was just about to talk to my old high school friend, amie. she's the only blonde girl that i've ever really liked (or been in love with). we were on the academic decathlon team together my junior year, and we were pretty close. i don't think she liked me back the way i felt for her, but she did flirt with me. (like, she held my hand and even gave me a kiss on my cheek and stuff.) she's a lawyer in nairobi now, so there's no chance i'll ever get to see her anytime soon. i wonder what she looks like now. fyi, if you've ever gotten an e-mail from me, the "von" that i use in my name is an homage to her.
i got a real treat today. one of my friends described her dump to me in graphic detail. it was a real doozy (it was one of those that looked like a bunch of sphere glued together), and to tell you the truth, i felt really jealous that she had such a glorious shit. the last solid poo i had was last summer when i went to taiwan. the first morning, i had a tiny but unmistakeably non-liquid dump. my theory is that it was because i was dehydrated (i didn't go to the bathroom once during the 10+ hour flight), so there was no water to contribute to the diarrhea. sigh. i would do it again (i.e. not drink water for a whole day), but my fear of getting a kidneystone trumps my desire for a solid turd expulsion.
whoops. i have a meeting. will be back in an hour.
man, at the meeting, they used the phrase "peel the onion" like half a dozen times. i got annoyed.
how come food coloring doesn't filter out into our piss? i thought of that as i took a leak a few moments ago. i drink a lot of blue and red gatorade, and i always thought it'd be neat if i peed in different colors. when greg cooked baked beets, he got pink urine. (i only ate like 2-3 pieces, so i wasn't similarly affected.) that would be cool. or green, too!
it's going to be a lot of basketball watching for me this weekend. mavericks vs. lakers tonight (although i think i'll miss the game due to dinner), men's final four on saturday, and women's final four on sunday. i'm rooting for ucla in the men's, and (of course) stanford in the women's.
re: giving head in the car. a few years ago, i was driving behind this car, and i was stopped behind it at a red light. it looked like there was only a guy driving. but all of a sudden, i saw a women's head pop up from the guy's lap and into the front passenger's seat. !! she must have been giving him a blowjob! haha. the thing is, assuming that i can get off from a blowjob alone (which has never happened to me), i think it would be hard to pop off because i'd be concentrating on driving. when i'm about to come, my brain tends to shut off, and my eyes stop focusing for a while. bad news when i'm behind the wheel, no?
i've gotten a sugar high from dr pepper before. after playing tennis one time, i had three cans in the span of like 9 minutes. i started shaking. hm. maybe it wasn't the sugar, but the caffeine. yeah, it must have been the caffeine, because i didn't crash afterwards. i just stopped shaking, and i didn't suffer any ill effects afterwards.
so do sexually active people sleep naked a lot? what i mean is, you usually get naked when you have sex, right? so afterwards, do you put your clothes back on, or do you just fall into a sex coma and slumber naked? none of my friends admit to sleeping naked, but i know they have sex, so that puzzles me. i have slept naked for over a decade now, and that's a rule that i impose on my gf's. it's just practical when you're sexually active. you don't have to bother with the hassle of ripping each other's clothes off (although that can be a sexy act, i admit), and you don't have to spend money and buy pajamas and stuff. it's just easy access and the smart choice.
last night, after having dinner with nelson at pizza chicago (ah, love the great chicago fire pizza), we went over to paul's and watched _black hawk down_ on blu-ray. man, i just can't handle war movies. (ok, technically it wasn't a war, but rather, a military excursion.) the graphic violence gets to me. severed bodies, blown-off fingers, surgical scenes, etc. i get deeply disturbed. i think it all went downhill for me after seeing the first 15 minutes of _saving private ryan_. i just lost my stomach for the stuff. but otherwise, blu-ray is beautiful. however, paul's tv has this 120-hz thing that made the action look really weird, like fake and stuff. i think the temporal interpolation engine isn't quite right.
ok, i'm tired. i wanna go home. have a good weekend!
i killed an ant today. i was having a smoke outside on the steps in the parking lot, and i saw an ant taking a stroll around on the bottom step. i hocked a loogie on it, and i watched it drown in my spit. i didn't really meant for it to die; i thought it would crawl out of it, but it struggled and went the wrong way (deeper into the pool), and eventually, it stopped moving. *sobs* i feel really guilty and sad. i don't like killing things, except for spiders, but that's because i have an unreasonable fear that they'll come in my sleep and bite my schlong. (yes, i am a carnivore, so maybe i'm being a hypocrite.)
my morning song: "theme from an imaginary film" by blur. this song is from a very rare cd that they put out. i found it when i was shopping at the 7-story tower records in shibuya, japan. man, i loved that place. i would spend hours browsing cd's there. hm. did tower records go out of business? but yeah, shibuya was awesome; it's my favorite place in japan. people watching and massive crowds of humans milling about. and cd's are really expensive in japan, too, not to mention how massively strong the yen was when i lived there. back in 1995, the yen was 80 to a dollar, and cd's were over 3,000 yen each, so you do the math.
one of friends wrote me a message telling me about her satisfying dump. i laughed. ah, it's been such a long time (well over a year) since i had one of those. i barely remember the joy i had when i pushed out a meaty log. diarrhea's no fun; there's no pleasure in pissing out your asshole, no sense of accomplishment. the only positive thing about it is that i don't have to worry about clogging up my toilet, which happened more often than you might think. i used to worry when i flushed that my toilet would overflow, something which happened a few times, to my dismay. i have a long, dark stain on my carpet (which is like two yards away from my bathroom) as a painful (and panicky) reminder of what happened a few years ago. i remember how long it took me to scoop water out of the overflowing toilet with a plastic cup as i tried flushing multiple times to get the turd down. (don't worry, i don't drink out of that cup anymore.)
poor ramiele on american idol. she got booted. she's a little munchkin (probably under 5 feet), but she's got a nice face, and i think she'd be actually kinda hot if she were a lot taller. if she were 5'5" or more, i'd do her. she was sobbing after she got cut. once again, the hottie kristy lee cook was in the bottom three. i really think she's out next week, unless vftw gets another triumph.
haha. no, i can't get a tekoki referral from my massage lady. what kind of place do you think i go to? my lady is a traditional chinese medicine doctor who does massage, acupuncture, and herb treatment. no way she knows places where i can get a handjob.
i've given my gf's handjobs before. once, i did it while we were driving back from the gilroy outlets. for some reason which i can't remember, she was wearing a dress with no underwear, so i just slipped my hand in there and started rubbing. one vivid memory was getting a little scared when a semi truck rolled by on the right, and i was afraid that the truck's elevated driver would be able to peer into my car and see what was going on. (and yes, she got off.)
has any guy out there gotten a blowjob while behind the wheel? i think that's dangerous. maybe it's because i read a story (i forget whether it was true or not) about a guy who got into a car accident while receiving head, and the girl broke her neck on the steering wheel and died. there's that one scene from the movie _parenthood_ where the same thing happened (not the death, but the car accident). plus, i think it'd be potentially messy, i.e. spunk splatters all over the pants and car upholstery unless the girl swallows everything immaculately.
hey hey hey! hr girl just replied to me now, and we're on for sunday lunch! woo-hoo! now i have an excuse to get out of the church/gospel singing thing! ironically, i'd say: hallelujah! hahaha. plus, now i'm excited to catch up with hr girl, who i haven't seen in like two years. she's really hot, one of the most attractive girls i know in real life.
i'm actually glad that _the moment of truth_ is over. as addicted to that show as i was, i have to admit that it was getting old. i didn't like the way they hyped up each episode as "this is the most shocking episode EVER" and "watch her DESTROY her marriage" blah blah blah. but still, i couldn't stop watching. i did like the fact that they updated us with what happened to each of the past contestants. and now i have more free time on wednesday nights.
ok, time to finish this entry. i have two long e-mails to write after this.
last night, i had a very strange dream. basically, my whole family and i were foxes. like, everyone else saw us as human beings, but when i looked in the mirror or at my family members, i saw us as foxes (red ones, in fact). i remember looking at a scrapbook of my baby pictures, and all of them showed me as those animals. i woke up, thinking, "how bizarre."
also, in the morning, i had a dream where i went to krispy kreme and went nuts on their donuts. i must have eaten like 5 donuts in that dream. luckily, it wasn't in real life, or else i have would have a sugar overload. i've been on a sugar high once, one halloween in high school. i must have eaten like a cup of peanut butter m&m's (they don't make those anymore, boo), and i remember being light headed, and then i crashed and got the worst headache.
so i seem to have gotten a lot of comments about handjobs. apparently some of my readers seem to be a fan of tekoki action. :) i guess i'll just have to see and hope that i find a girl who gives good ones. what about having sex between a girl's breasts? i don't see that very often in porn (i usually fast forward through it), and i don't think that it looks very pleasurable. it looks nice (i mean, who doesn't love boobs?), but from a pure sensory aspect, i think it must rank pretty low.
back to handjobs. how does it work with a circumcised guy like me? if a girl strokes my schlong back and forth, and my foreskin will follow. that means that she won't get to rub the head, which is where most of the pleasure will come from. hm. i've never seen a handjob with an uncut guy in porn before, so maybe it doesn't work?
oh, re: facials. i don't see the turn on in that. i mean, where's the satisfaction in spunking all over a girl's face? is it the demeaning factor? i know it's done all the time in porn, but i have never said, "ooh, i want to do THAT." and one thing, it's a mess to clean up; i'd rather just blow my wad in a girl's mouth (which feels awesome) and snowball or something. and second, you might shoot the jizz in the girl's eye, which (i've heard) stings like the dickens. so yeah, facials... *meh*
i caved today. just now. i just popped open my 2nd can of dr pepper. i had been staring at it while typing this entry. i was *this* close to putting it back in the refridgerator, but i had a moment of weakness and decided to drink it. oh well. i guess that means i'll try to have a light dinner tonight to offset the calories this drink will give me. i'm steadily holding at 170 pounds so far.
so i got drafted today to do some verification work for another chip we're working on. i'm not too excited about it. i mean, it's just more work, and not very glamorous stuff. i sat in on a 2.5+ hour meeting trying to learn more about the chip, and i didn't walk away with much enlightenment. some of the people are being very pushy about it, and that doesn't please me. oh well. i'll get cranking on it tomorrow.
so it turns out that i wasn't supposed to give away the tree i received from the arbor day people. when i went out for my morning smoke, this dude on the board of the HOA pulled up and asked me what i did with my tree. after i told him i gave it to someone else, he said that the trees were meant to be planted as a beautification process in our complex. oops. my landlord might have to pay for a tree as a penalty. uh oh. i hope i didn't cause too much trouble!
last night, my foot was itching, so i rubbed between my toes really hard. i did it so roughly that i *split* the webbing! OUCH. it stung like a mofo. damn. i've done this a few times before, and i never learn my lesson. ugh. anyways, i just hope that the wound's closed up by now, and it won't hurt in when i take a shower tonight.
i still don't have a good excuse to avoid my mom's friend's invitation to go to church and attend that gospel concert. i really don't want to go. so far, i have an afternoon excuse (watching the stanford women in the final four), but i don't have a lunch/early afternoon getaway plan yet. i e-mailed hr girl (who i haven't seen in like two years) for lunch on sunday, and if she accepts, she'll be it. please, hr girl, please!
i really don't react well to pushy religious people. like my mom's elder friend two winter breaks ago, who sat me down and repeatedly told me to call out jesus's name for salvation. man, i was *so* uncomfortable. i mean, what do you do when someone tells you to do that? i just shook my head and squirmed in my seat until she gave up. ugh. i mean, i made some cool guy friends when i went to church in high school, and they swarmed and surrounded me (like an intervention) during one church conference and told me to do the same thing. in the end, i was like, "sorry guys, i can't do it." i felt so guilty about it, like i was letting them down. but dude, if i don't believe, then i don't believe.
nelson bought an interesting book the other day by his favorite author, richard dawkins. it's called _the god delusion_. as you can guess, it's an argument for atheism. if it weren't so thick and dense-looking, i would read it. mind you, i'm not an atheist; i'm agnostic. i am not opposed to the existence of a deity; i just don't know if there is one out there. and of course, scientific proof either way is impossible (as, if there were, we would all be on one side or another), so it's just all based on faith. so i just remain dubious.
ok. it's getting late. that long meeting zapped the soul out of me. time to go home and watch tv.
man, i got excited last night. i was surfing facebook right before i was going up to bed, and i saw that one girl i liked changed her network from NYC to SF. i was like "she moved?! HERE?!" but then, this morning, i checked again, and there was no trace of that change in status. so i'm thinking maybe it was an april fool's joke. :( so now i'm bummed. what a cruel, cruel thing to do.
yeah, i can understand why a girl would be turned on by lesbian porn. you look at the things that one of the porn actresses is doing to another girl, and you put yourself in her shoes and imagine how good the action must feel. i think that's what i get from watching straight porn; i get off on thinking about the pleasure that the guy is feeling. that's why i like watching money shots, esp. when the guy blows his wad inside a girl or in her mouth. and that's also the the reason why lesbian porn does nothing for me: there's no one to relate to!
yeah, i think religious differences should be avoided in dating and marriage. like, i see how different my mom's views are from my dad's, or in my nuclear family, and i'd like to avoid that in my own future family. like i said, my mom and brother are super-devout, and my dad and i aren't. it's caused a rift in my family, and i don't like it. that's why i most likely would not date a christian girl. but of course, my mom and her christian posse are all praying that i find a "nice, christian lady," and i have no idea what will happen if i introduced a future agnostic/atheist girl to them. they would probably be very disappointed and disapprove. ugh. religion just causes problems when not everyone believes the same thing.
i only played two basketball games today (although they were long ones: 11-10 and 8-11). i left after only half an hour, and i really should push myself to play more and get more exercise. after i left, they played 3-on-3, *full court*! i've never heard of that before. man. that must be tiring. but i was just exhausted after running a few fast breaks, and i felt really winded. man, i am out of shape. we don't even play on regulation courts, either. ok, on thursday, i promise myself i'm gonna try harder.
hm. handjobs. how good can a girl's handjob be? i've never gotten one from a girl before. i can't imagine how it would be different from one i've given myself, except this time, i don't have to any work on my own. *ponder* ok, that's something new to try out in the future. tekoki time!
i think i'm very lucky to be uncircumcised. i can't imagine having to use lube every time i flush my pipes, or how raw it would be without using lube. in this day and age of good hygiene, do baby boys still get circumcised? i think that's mean and barbaric. i know my brother is cut, because when he was a baby, i sometimes caught a glimpse of him getting bathed, and he had a crusty scab on the tip of his schlong. poor guy. (i was born in taiwan, so that's why i wasn't cut.)
growing up as a small child, i did have some smegma, though. i remember taking baths as a kid, and sometimes, when i pulled back my foreskin, some pasty white flakes would come out. and as a side note, it took several years before i could pull it all the way back. i still vividly remember being like 4-5 years old and going to the doctor, and i lay there as they examined my schlong, and the doctor told my parents that i needed to clean myself better down there. but these days, i'm sure that people take much better care of themselves from a cleanliness standpoint.
so at least one of stanford's basketball teams made it to the final four. the women (featuring superstar candice wiggins, the first player to score 40+ points in two games in the tournament) beat #1 seed maryland last night. it was a great game. i'm so happy for us. however, i'm still really bummed out about the lopez twins. i mean, they're *super* committed to the NBA. they're not even doing that whole "testing the waters" thing; they're hiring an agent and everything, so there's no turning back. sigh. we will have absolutely no post presence next year, not even taj finger or peter prowitt.
so you all know that i deeply *heart* dr pepper. and guess what? facebook is offering free gifts of dr pepper today! so jack and cindy gave me a can of it this morning, which greatly amused me. haha. yes, i am still down to one can a day, although right now, i'm really *really* tempted to drink another one. must. fight. the. urge.
i got back pictures from my cousin's wedding this past december. man, my hair is ridiculous. i had that mohawk-type thing, and it looks like somebody put a cone on the top of my head. ugly. seriously, i had no idea it looked that bad. i think i'm going to gel my hair more often and get rid of that triangle look. at first, i thought it was ok, but after seeing those pictures, now i know how horrible it looks. damn, my friends, somebody should have told me!
so gay porn, huh. i can't deny that i'm curious to see some, maybe just once. when a guy has sex with another dude, is he able to hit his partner's prostate with his schlong? i've heard that tickling the prostate feels really good. of course, i can't reach my own (although i've never tried), so i don't know about it. plus, i've never had a prostate exam before, either.
so for you guys who own homes, do you pee standing up? what do you do about the splashes? do you wipe them off after going, or do you just let them evaporate? whenever i piss in my own or friends' houses, i always sit down. it's something my dad made me do when i was growing up. i think i may be the only dude i know who does that.
ok. almost 6pm. gotta run some errands at safeway tonight.