it's been a busy day at the office. i've got more on my plate than i can chew, so much so that i've actually postponed some issues until *next* week. ugh. i've got this new urgent feature that i need to work out; for some insane reason, we need to scan a tv backwards, from bottom up. who the hell decided to build their television that way? sheesh. the proposed code fix was easy enough (only 3 lines of code), but so far, i'm having a tough time getting it to work.
i am exhausted, too. i played basketball for the first time in two weeks, since city beach was closed last week and the thursday before that. we played three games to 11, and the last one was closely contested (we lost, 10-11). it felt good to get some exercise finally, but man, i am beat today. i have a slight headache, too, no doubt due to dehydration or something. i took two tylenol, but it's not working. ugh. i have diana's birthday dinner tonight, so hopefully i can feel better by then.
somebody opened a can of dr pepper, drank half of it, and put it back in the company fridge. that shit pisses me off. wtf? i took the can, poured out the remaining liquid, and threw it in the recycling bin. rude people who do shit like that should be shot. *grumble*
so sunday night, i chose to watch _hellboy_ (the first one) instead of the miss universe pageant. paul told me about it, and i decided to check out some pictures of some of the contestants. i didn't think the winner (miss venezuela) was that hot. i looked at some of the asian girls (korea, china, japan), and i didn't think any of them were that pretty, either. i saw one good picture of miss australia. anyways, i told paul to save his recording of the show, and maybe i'll check it out when i visit his place next.
last night, paul, nelson and i went to thai basil for dinner in downtown sunnyvale. i really like their pad see ew (they spell it "hew"). their sauce is tasty, and i like the fact that they put in a lot of garlic in it. i LOVE garlic. the dish is a tad small for $8.95, but the taste makes up for it. i think i'll go there more often for lunch, when it's hopefully cheaper.
to my commenter: a smog place is simply a place where you take your car to get a smog check. in california, car are required every two years to get one. they check for things like particulates and hydrocarbons and stuff like that, to make sure your car's not overpolluting the air. like i said, a lot of these places are shady, and it's easy to get overcharged. man, i really got fucked last time, when i paid $75.
i finally found someone to see _hellboy 2_ with! my good man edric is interested in going, and maybe we'll try to see it friday night. i get to ogle selma blair, in her short hair and blue pyrokinesis and everything. yay! hopefully everyone else will be cramming the theaters to see _the dark knight_, leaving the the theater empty for us two.
i get really nervous (and intrigued) when somebody searches for my first and last name and finds this blog. i check all of my referral logs, and i can see what search phrase each person uses. so when somebody searches for my full name, i figure that they must know me or something. what if it's a coworker? what if it's my boss? what if it's a hot girl? if you found this blog, and you're a friend, let me know and say hi! *waves*
so the facebook friend who deactivated her account signed back on again. she said facebook was kind of "scary." (for example, my brother closed down his account a few months ago.) i don't understand why it would be so. i think fb (and other social networking sites) are awesome. they let you keep in touch with long lost friends, and they are a great place to keep track of people that you would otherwise lose contact with. just today, an old childhood friend found me, and that was very cool. hooray for fb!
i've often wondered if women minded hoisting up their legs in the air during sex. i mean, does it get tiring? do their abs/thighs get sore? i find it incredibly sexy when i see their legs gloriously splayed open like that (instead of the usual spread open with their knees up and feet on the bed), but i do worry that they get tired. and not all women are that flexible, either. (once, i had a girl exclaim that she needed to stretch for romping with me.) but i do appreciate the lengths that women will go to to please their partners.
so diana's birthday dinner is at a cajun restaurant in santana row. i hope it's good. i'm looking forward to some jambalaya and gumbo. will they have fried okra? or is that more soul food-ish? anyways, i need some whiskey, too; it's been a long day at the office. and no, i have never had crawfish, and i don't care to try it; those things kind of creep me out. i need to leave soon to get money, and i think i'll wear a club monaco shirt to the event.
amyM leaves for hong kong tomorrow. *sniff* i'm going to miss talking to her semi-regularly. she has skype, but with the time difference and her being back in school, i doubt i'll hear from her much. maybe i'll visit her when she's on break, but we'll see about that. i'd definitely love to visit china. i hope when she comes back, we won't be distant; i've had friends who've gone to school and return, and we don't talk anymore. :(
ok. i gotta go. need to take care of some stuff, and then it's off to dinner. jen (the organizer) has already warned us that we can't be late, and with santana row parking, you just never know.