sorry guys for not posting yesterday. the internet was down in my office the entire day. apparently, the router at our company's ISP was broken. the only internet i had was AIM during part of the afternoon (which i found was odd; yahoo! messenger didn't work). man, i felt so lost. i started wandering the halls aimlessly when i had nothing to do. it was like that _south park_ episode. it's amazing how much internet i use during the day. i dearly missed facebook, espn, and e-mail (in reverse order). at least, i got to chat with some friends during the pm.
ever since my mom's been here, my fruit intake has gone up infinite-fold. we've gone to safeway almost every night, and i've had peaches, pears, bananas, and kiwi's. it's good for my system. i know my diet is shit, and after my mom leaves, i promise myself that i'll have fruit every once in a while, if not daily. i realized that it's not so hard to eat that stuff and incorporate it into my diet; it's vegetables that are tougher, because you usually have to cook it. but fruits? just wash, eat, and throw away. easy breezy. thanks mom!
i can't wait for 4th of july weekend. in addition to the actual holiday on friday, we get thursday off as well. hm. i wonder what i'm going to do on that thursday. i don't think any of my friends have that day off, so i need to figure out what to do. maybe i'll call up grace (who's contracting from home) and see if i can hang out with her that day.
greg sent out an evite for a july 5th BBQ. ann added two guests, her dogs muffin and buttercup. she shortened their names to "muff" and "butt" and wrote them on her evite response. i laughed, because "muff and butt" sounds like a porn video name. i don't think she knows what a muff is. i wonder if i'll get a chance to explain to her what it means.
next weekend, dishi, barden and i are heading up to sacramento go jo-ann and ricky's wedding reception. i'm excited to see the two of them, especially jo-ann. time to bust out another red envelope! i think i'll finally have a chance to wear one of my new wonderful club monaco shirts. those of you who read my old geocities journal know that i was in love with jo-ann back in 2000. we even went to portland together once, but alas, it was not to be. but i know ricky, and he's a good guy, so i'm happy for the two of them. sincerely! :)
my old church friend jeffrey is coming out here for a year starting in late june. i called him up last night, and i talked to his new wife nicki for a while. she is an apparent foodie, and we talked about all the places we want to hit up for fancy dinners. on our list: chez panisse, gary danko, and french laundry. i've never been to any of those. but truth be told, my palate isn't very refined, so i don't know if i can appreciate any of those places. i've only had two prie fixe tasting menu dinners (masa's and charles nob hill), and i can't say that either of them were smashing, except for that bone marrow at masa's. i think any dinner over $100 per person is probably a waste.
my mom's telling me to get rid of my pillow cases and blanket. i mean, she's probably right, because i've had them since high school and all throughout college and beyond. but they're sooo comfortable and cool! i don't want to let them go. *sniff*
do your moms rummage through the house and clean incessantly when they come over? i mean, i come home at night, and all my stuff is in a different place, and things just seem cleaner and different. it's not necessarily a bad thing, but i wonder if all moms are clean freaks. there was this one study done about how women loved the game tetris because it had to do with imposing order and cleanliness to random blocks.
i've started wearing collared polo's to work on non-basketball days. i figured i should dress better. i heard this thing on the radio the other day about how people who dress crappily don't get promotions and raises as often. but i haven't graduated to buttondowns, though. and i don't tuck my shirts in. so maybe i'm just doing this half-assed.
i'm really gassy today. we had indian buffet today, and i must have farted like 5 times this afternoon. it's not stinky, as far as i can tell, but very bubbly. i don't fart much these days, as i expel most of my gas when i take my liquid dumps. so today, i was afraid that my sphincter was confused whether the stuff coming out was gas or liquid. i stood there, carefully judging what my anal computer had to say, and i decided that it was safe to let it out. luckily, it was correct in determining that it was gas and not other states of matter.
it just occured to me the other day that nadia, diana, and aidan are all anagrams of each other.
i am having serious frozen yogurt/mochi withdrawal.
do any of you get ingrown nipple hair? i pluck mine, so sometimes the pores close, and the hair grows back and bulge against the surface. it itches, and i have to scratch violently against the skin with my tweezers or fingernails to pop the follicle out. it's all just great fun.
ok. 6pm smoke time.