so today, D, I, and i went to the mongolian bbq place on castro. (yes, i just had mongolian bbq last week.) it used to be colonel lee's, but now it's simply called "new mongolian bbq." it's way cheaper (only $7.99 for lunch, compared for $11.99 at su's), and there are fewer ingredients, but they had chili paste, and that's all i needed. it was decent for what you pay. the bowls are smaller, so this time, i had two of them. i had such horrible food coma afterwards that i almost fell asleep while driving back to the office. but i'd go back there again.
so i think i found out why my feet hurt after i play basketball. D was sitting in my backseat on the drive to lunch, and he saw that the air pockets in the heels of my basketball shoes were all punctured and cracked, so i'm not getting any cushioning when i wear them. a-ha! so tonight, i'm probably going to head to valley fair to buy some new shoes. it's an un-sexy purchase (more of a utilitarian one), and an expensive one, but basketball shoes are important. i'm going to see if they have kevin garnett's adidas shoes; before my current pair, i had a pair of garnett's, and they were really good. plus, i like garnett a lot, and i don't mind succumbing to his marketing.
i've been really lazy and neglectful in my fruit eating. one of the peaches i bought rotted, and i brought the last pear with me to work, but i haven't eaten it yet. and after that, i have six organic kiwi fruits left. and then, it's time to buy more fruit. i gotta remember to eat my peaches and bananas first because they spoil the quickest. maybe i'll get some apples next time, but i really don't like apples because they have thick, unappetizing skin. hey, at least i'm trying, ok?
so i'm really close to 200 friends on facebook now. i found another friend, ted, from my high school class. he said that i look exactly the same, and i was like, "are you kidding?" i have different hair, different glasses, and most importantly, i've gained a lot of weight since 1992. i showed him a picture during my 190-200 pound days, and i think he's going to flip out when he sees it. man, i was so nasty and fat back then. anyways, i wonder if my high school best friend kevin invited ted (and other high school friends) to his upcoming wedding; it would be nice to see them and catch up.
i need to take some of my medication to the safeway pharmacy and see if they fucked up my order. the 2mg of haloperidol that i take twice a day used to be orange pills, and now they're pink pills. i'm hoping they didn't give me the wrong meds, and i'll go crazy or something. brain medications are powerful things, and you don't want to mess around with them. i remember once i got off haldol, and i started feeling these lightning flashes that went through my body every one or two minutes. and i think they also helped trigger my panic attacks and suicidal phase. *shivers*
my friend A forwarded me pics from an FHM magazine photo shoot of ana ivanovic in makeup and doing some "sexy" poses. i dunno. both J and i, fans of ana, weren't so enthused. i think ivanovic looks good when she isn't decked out and made up. she looks good in a natural light, i.e. on a tennis court, with no makeup and with her hair in a ponytail. like J says, "like the girl next door." i agree. too bad she got beaten at wimbledon so early, though.
i puked in my mouth last night. i was sitting at my computer, and i breathed in really deeply for some reason, and as i exhaled, some food came up along with the air. it was really bizarre, and equally disgusting. i have no idea how it happened, either. (i had ramen for dinner, fyi.) i didn't want to go to the bathroom to spit the puke up, so i just swallowed it back down. eww. it was really bitter, so i'm guessing some bile came up along with the food. double eww.
one of the two elevators at work broke this morning. it had a sign saying it was out of order, but when i went down for my smoke this afternoon, i noticed the sign was gone. so i took it, and i was very paranoid that it would break again. what the hell would i do if it stop working while i was in it? i have claustrophia attacks from time to time, so being trapped in an elevator would probably not be the best thing for me. what if i ran out of air? yikes! i think what i'd do would be lie down and try to go to sleep and pray that i'd either die peacefully from asphyxiation or (hopefully) wake up from a rescue.
so my coworker D came back from his trip home (to LA) with a different car. he gave his civic coupe to his parents and bought a barely-used black BMW 325. the thing is, it's got a manual transmission, and before this past weekend, he didn't know how to drive stick. hm. i think i won't be riding in his car for a while, at least until he gets a few more weeks of experience under his belt. i don't want to risk him stalling on the road and getting rear-ended. i wish him the best! *cheer*
has anyone gone to the brazilian bbq place in palo alto? the one that is where Q used to be? i have been wanting to go to one of those places, and the last time we went to one (BB's in the cabana hotel in palo alto), it was horrible. i have fond memories of going to fogo de chao in dallas; the food was absolutely delicious, and i regret not stuffing myself to the point of nausea because it was so good. and i heard about this new place, and i would definitely be interested to go there if it's worth it.
ok, it's almost 7pm. i hope traffic's ok now, so i can drive to valley fair to get my basketball shoes. ciao!
ah, a long weekend.
thursday night, i called up paul for dinner, but he forgot to call me back. so it was like 9:30 or so when i finally called him up to see what was up, but he had already eaten. so i met up with him and some other people at tap ex, and i ordered a pearl tea and some fried chicken. the lady asked me if i wanted it spicy, and i said yes, so she wrote down a "5" on the bag. when the guys saw that, they were shocked and said i was deep shit. nelson got a bag, too, and he only had a "2." "5" was ridiculously hot. my eyes started tearing up by the time i finished my bag, and the next morning, i had a really spicy, painful dump.
the next morning, after my acid dump (i actually took two in 5 minutes), i had a late lunch with jeffrey and his wife nicki (who i met for the first time) at the small joy luck place in cupertino village. jeffrey is an old church friend from my high school days in dallas. he's out here for a year+ on a fellowship at the stanford sleep medicine clinic, so it'll be good to have him out here for a while.
after that, i drove up to the city for dishi and sharon's bbq. unfortunately, i was the only one of dishi's friends, so i didn't know anybody else, so i just talked to dishi and watched _12 monkeys_ on his tv. i stayed for about two hours, and then i drove all the way down south to mikeT and christi's 4th of july event. i ate a few eggrolls and watched some people play on mike's wii fit. very interesting stuff. christi made some strawberry frozen yogurt, and i hung out until about midnight before i drove back. i logged 120+ miles on my car that day.
the next day, i had brunch with jeremy, kate, and their kid audrey at the mountain view hobee's. i was very good to see them. kate's pregnant, and she's due in one month, so i'm excited for them. i got the chorizo scramble, and it was very tasty. after that, i headed off to safeway and got some ballpark angus franks and buns. the good thing with getting the same brand hot dogs and buns is that they come in the same count: 8 and 8.
then, i headed off to greg's bbq. since i already had lunch, i didn't eat much, only some carne asada and chicken drumsticks. i watched some people play volleyball and mostly just hung out for the afternoon. it was geoff's birthday, so after i went home (around 6), i bought some ice, plastic cups, and a bottle of bushmills.
around 10, we gathered at nelson's house (but not before i stopped at wendy's and grabbed a spicy chicken sandwich) and celebrated geoff's birthday. he seemed really reluctant to drink, though. i actually outdrank him. i had 4-5 shots of whiskey (jameson), and goeff had around two jack and coke's and one jameson. grace got a tasty orange cake, which was a nice dessert. then, we gathered around nelson's fire pit in his backyard and listened to geoff's tales from his college days.
i was majorly dehydrated the next morning, as i didn't think about my alcohol intake. i really wanted pho kim long, so paul, leeya, mikeC and i went there. however, the line was out the door, so we settled on thai town in milpitas square, which was only so-so (it was my first time there). after that, i met up with peter and barbara and introduced them to yogurtland. the line went out the door, and it took about 15 minutes before we got our yogurt. then, i went home and took a 3-hour nap. by the time i got up and smoke a few cigarettes, it was dinnertime again.
i met up with some folks at maruichi for some ramen, and then we grabbed some stuff at tap ex and headed back to paul's place. nelson was in charge of the remote, so he settled on some pay-per-view UFC fights. we watched three fights, and the main attraction was rampage jackson vs. forrest griffin. it was a rather uneventful fight, and rampage lost his championship belt. i was rooting for him, but oh well, he'll live to fight another day.
overall, it was a great weekend. the weather was beautiful, and i got a lot of social activities under my belt. we'll see if i can get into work mode this week.