so those of you who see me frequently know that i'm always wearing the same two zip-up sweatshirts. i have this navy blue one from abercrombie, and there's the other brown paul frank one. well, those two are getting super-tattered, especially around the cuffs. so today, i dug out a cream-heather A&F one and wore that one to work. the problem is, it's stained all over (although so are my other old ones), but this one is very light-colored, so you can really see the blemishes. ugh. i can never wear light-colored clothes, especially as outerwear. i've tried washing this sweatshirt, but the stains won't come out. man, i look like a slob.
i've got a headache from basketball dehydration. i get these quite often, even though i drink a whole bottle of gatorade while playing. today, we played four games (two to 7 and two to 11). i ran quite a lot, as demonstrated by the amount of sweat that came out of my pores. it was fun, but man, this headache is pretty painful. and it doesn't help that every time i tic, the violence of the impact makes the throbbing worse.
i think i'm getting sick, too. my nose has been sniffling today, and i think it's because i walked around the office without my sweatshirt right after basketball, so my pores were all open in the air conditioning. right now, snot is pouring freely from my nose. ugh. i hope i don't wake up tomorrow with a full-blown cold. *crossed fingers*
so what i didn't report earlier this week is that i ordered some new porn. hehe. i got some tekoki videos. i was all excited about it, especially when it came in the mail yesterday. however, it turned out to be very BORING. i mean, it was exactly what you would expect: a girl on her knees, giving the guy a handjob for like 10 minutes. i guess i got what i ordered, huh? i guess what i wanted it to be was normal sex, with a nice explosive handjob at the end. hm. i guess that's a little too specific. oh well, that's money down the drain.
so after basketball today, my old boss stopped by with a guest. it turned out to be a guy that i used to work with. he and i joined the company on the same day back in july 1997, and we were in the same team for the first two projects. we didn't get along so well; it would be an understatement to say that i had a personality conflict with him. anyways, i greeted him cordially and shook his hand. i mean, i haven't worked with this guy since the late 90's, so the animosity has faded. lately, i don't really hate anybody anymore; i don't hang out regularly with people i dislike, and those that i used to abhor, i only see in little doses, so that's fine with me.
some of my coworkers are surprised that i change for basketball in my cube. i'm like, "what's the big deal?" all i do is take off my jeans and slip into a pair of shorts. it's not like i get naked or take off my top or anything. i wear boxers, too, not briefs. even back when i was in college and played taiko, i would change in front of everyone, too.
last night, when i was sleeping, i had a weird discovery. in my dreams, i remembered the lyrics to that miley cyrus song. (and i'm pretty sure i got them right, like, i didn't just make them up or anything.) the strange thing is, when i'm conscious, i can't remember those lyrics. interesting, huh, how our memory is better in dream world than the real world. i think _mythbusters_ did this experiment once where they demonstrated that our memory can be enhanced under hypnosis; i wonder if this dream thing is a similar process.
man, my head hurts.
i'm 20 minutes away from getting a massage. i'm really looking forward to it, although i'm not sure if my headache will ruin the whole experience. i've been carrying a lot of tension in my neck and shoulders, so i definitely need some work in those regions.
ok, that's it for today. time to leave soon. gotta check up on some simulations before i go.