so i want to see three movies this weekend: _get smart_ (seeing it tonight at 9:30), _wanted_ (planning on seeing it on sunday with alan, jay and the gang), and _wall-e_ (maybe sunday night?). we'll see if it happens. by the way, does anybody see multiple movies on a single ticket? it seems pretty easy to do, since i've never seen a movie theater person check for that. and it's quite an economical solution, too, since movies are really expensive these days.
re: propinquity. so my theory is that the two involved don't have to really have much attraction to each other. i mean, they can't be super-repulsive, deformed, ultra-racist, or anything. but basically, you throw two people together, and have them spend a lot of time together (like have them be roommates, neighbors, or in _sytycd_'s case, dance partners), and they will eventually hook up. it's just that they will eventually form a bond because of all that contact. i've seen it happen, firsthand, too, and sometimes it's inevitable. i guess we humans have a need to be with someone, or just anyone.
i had a huge, HUGE hankering for mongolian bbq today. i was based on the expectation that i was going there today with some ex-coworkers, so i was looking forward to it since yesterday. but that fell through, so i ended attending the free lunch at my company, this 4th of july bbq. the food was pretty bad, and i was really cross after the meal. oh well. i'll try to plan on going to su's sometime next week to satisfy my mongolian craving. it's expensive now, so i can't go there that often.
i got up today at 9:30am on my own volition. no alarm clock, nothing. i think i did so because i was in the middle of a dream where my mom was forcing me to read this religious literature, and i woke up like, "i don't like this dream! i'm getting out of it." so i just got up. haha. i also had this dream where these huge 20-ft waves were crashing against my windows. it was really scary.
my morning song: "tattoo" by jordin sparks. this is yet another song with random yelps in it, a la what timbaland does in songs such as "say it right" by nellie furtado and "apologize" by one republic. i don't know what's causing this trend, having songs with voices used as non-word-like instruments. i think it's interesting, but sometimes it gets a little annoying.
so i'm not looking forward to next tuesday. i have to be at the tire place by 8am, and i have to wait there anywhere from two to three hours while they install, mount, and align my tires. ugh. what the fuck am i going to do during that time? there's a mcdonald's and krispy kreme near there, so i guess i can have breakfast, and even further away, a best buy, so maybe, if i'm up for a trek, i can go buy a bluetooth headset for my phone, but man, that's a lot of walking. i guess i have the time to do it. i hate waiting. if it weren't so early in the morning, i'd call up D and have him pick me up, but then, he'd have to take me back there within a few hours to retrieve my car. nah, best not to bother him.
do female porn stars get excited during their sex scenes? i can never tell. i mean, you don't see the guys' schlongs glistening with the girls' juices, so that tells me that they're not that turned on. or maybe, they're just not the "super-moist" type of girls. some of the girls i've been with got so wet that you could hear a liquidy slurping noise during sex. now that's a big turn-on. one girl once told me that she was so un-into sex with an ex of hers that sex used to hurt because she was so dry. i find that really sad and upsetting. fyi, if i ever find a girl dry, i'd get her into the mood with some nice muffdiving; that always seems to work wonders.
my morning dumps of late have been very large. i've had to flush twice for the last few days. maybe it's because i've been eating a lot recently. last night, i met up nelson, geoff and pak at the palo alto pizza chicago (instead of the usual santa clara one), and i really liked the fact that that location seemed to use more marinara sauce on their pizza's. however, nelson stated that their "great chicago fire" pizza wasn't as flavorful, and i hypothesized that it was because they didn't put as much chopped garlic on it. but still, it was an awesome meal, probably because i didn't have lunch and was starving by the time we ate.
i am sad that ana ivanovic lost at wimbledon today. my friend J introduced me to her, and i've been a fan ever since. she's probably the cutest (which to me, is a big COMPLIMENT) tennis player out there right now, imho. i was looking forward to catching one of her matches during the weekend, or even in the finals (after all, she's ranked #1 right now), but sigh, i guess it's not to be. the only thing i don't like about her is how she pumps her fist too often, even during rather insignificant points.
yes, i do consider "cute" a big compliment. like i said, cute says that there is something different about a girl, out of the ordinary from the rather bland "pretty." anybody can be pretty, but cute is quite special. yes, cindy, i understand your points, but i guess we (and everybody, i guess) has different definitions. but i do know that a lot of girls are offended by being called cute, so i will have to be careful with that word.
an example of a quirky personal definition of a word is "hot." for me, "hot" can only be used to describe tall girls. short girls can't be hot. yes, it's a little odd, i know. take ivanovic, for example, she is cute, yes. but i also consider her hot because she happens to be 6'1". on the flip side, natalie portman is beautiful, but i cannot call her hot because she is apparently very short. so there you go.
the stock market is fucking killing me.
so i finally get to wear my beautiful $100 club monaco shirt tomorrow. i bought it on a whim like a year ago when my coworkers and i went shopping at valley fair after a lightning quick lunch at arby's one weekday. i saw it, and i said, "i must have this." i didn't care how much it was. it's deep blue with vertical stripes, and it has a white collar. i am struggling with what color pants to wear it with (any suggestions?), but yes, i will wear it tomorrow to jo-ann and ricky's wedding reception. nothing will stop me.
i feel bad. i missed D's birthday back in april. he never mentioned that it was his birthday. while he was out of his cube, i fished his wallet out of the tray in his cubicle, and i pulled out his driver's license. april 14th. shit. i would have gladly taken him out to lunch or something, but now i have to wait another 10 months. sigh. i pride myself on acknowledging my friends' birthdays, so this made me sad.
all right. time to get out of here. have a STUPENDOUS weekend folks!