man, it was fucking hot out there today. the last time i distinctly remembered it being this hot was when i was in vegas for jay's bachelor party several years ago. basketball was fairly painful, and my chest was dripping with sweat afterwards. (no, i didn't take a shower afterwards, so i avoided talking to people when i got back from playing.) and tomorrow's supposed to be even worse.
i hope i don't catch a cold. i've been going in and out of the hot weather and the cold air conditioned office, and i keep sneezing and sniffling whenever i step inside. the alternating extremes are not good for me, no? anyways, i've put on my track jacket, so it should be better now.
i'm always said that money should not get in the way of friendship, but today i lent a friend $500. i went to the bank, withdrew five $100 bills, put it in an envelope, and handed to my friend. i mean, it's not like he's destitute and will never pay me back (in fact, he had that much in cash on hand already, but he just wanted newer $100 bills, funny guy). he's a good, trustworthy guy, and he said he would pay me back next week. i've seen people lend money (like my mom and hr girl) and not get it back (completely or at all), and it's been a sore spot in their friendships with the people they loaned the money to. luckily, $500 isn't a huge amount (if he had asked for $1K, i would have hesitated), and i think my friend is pretty dependable.
i've had three bottles of gatorade today, in addition to one can of dp and one v8. i've been pissing like a madman, going to the bathroom every hour at least. even so, i've got a dehydration headache from basketball. rats! i took some tylenol about half an hour ago, so i'm hoping this throbbing goes away.
this morning at work started off badly. i had the ridiculous task of debugging NINETY-ONE tests. holy shit! luckily, there are no bugs in the code so far. these tests are related to the FBUS block, and it's a block that i inherited after its original owner left the company. i hate this fucking thing; i really want the company to hire someone junior to take it over. i don't understand anything inside it, so if i had to debug something real, i wouldn't know where to start. but so far, so good.
because of the heat, i've been having naked time every night at home this week. it's about 70-75 degrees in my living room (ground floor) when i get back, and the temperature holds pretty much even by the time i go to bed. however, my bedroom is upstairs, and i can feel the temperature rise when i climb up the stairs. i opened the windows in my bedroom, but one of the screens has a big hole in it (i have no idea how this happened), so i only opened two of the three windows. last night, i got a heat-induced panic feeling while trying to sleep, but luckily, i was able to fall asleep without taking xanax. but man, that panicky attack was really uncomfortable; for a moment there, i was afraid that it was going to go full-blown. yikes!
was it just me, or was fantasia's performance on last night's _AI_ completely horrible? i think simon thought so too, as evidenced by the horrified gaped-mouth expression on his face. anyways, as expected, it's going to be a david vs. david finale, but i don't think anything's going to stop archuleta from winning because of the hordes of teenage girls who will vote non-stop for him. i heard the radio that he said "gosh" a dozen times last night in his hometown tour video. what a swell kid. ha! this year has been dull, though; i can't wait for it to end so i can watch _so you think you can dance_. i hope there's a hot girl on it, like lauren from last season.
two of my cousins are flying out to taiwan tonight (it's a post-midnight flight, which i guess you could call a "red-eye," but i thought only eastbound flights qualified as red-eye's). they're staying with my parents in taipei. one of the reasons why they're going is to see their terminally ill grandmother. i wonder what it's like, knowing that this will most likely be the last time you're going to see someone. the finality of it all, you know? very sad.
all the times my gf's and i broke up, i never planned on us breaking up in advance, so i didn't get to savor the last times we slept together. i think i still remember those times, though, and there was nothing special about them. but if i had known that they were going to be final romps, would i have done anything differently? would i have cried? tried to remember each movement, caress, moment and emotion?
anyways, it's time for me to go. i'm sort of dreading going back to my non-AC home, though. oh well. naked time!