i got a text message at 9am this morning. at first, i thought it was peter, because he's the only guy who has the audacity to wake me up with one of those in the past. so grumpily, i got up and looked at it. it was jeremy, who announced the birth of his newborn daughter, margaret "maggie" helen. CONGRATS! i called him up today, and everyone's doing fine. i'm so happy for him and kate. the two names came from their respective grandmothers. i would never think of naming my kids after family members, probably because my grandparents and such have chinese names, and that's just unwieldy and not very modern and american.
so last night, i had dinner with jennie. boy, i really stuffed myself. we went to gombei 3, and we switched from the table to the sushi bar. so we picked some sushi plates, and then we both ordered entrees as well. i got the chicken katsu curry after eating some sushi, and boy, i really overextended myself. then, we went to the super kyo-po next door, where jennie bought some noodles and snacks, all for a whopping $2.98.
when we came out, the air smelled really funky and fresh, and then we realized that it had rained! yeah, a bay area shower in august! how weird. it never rains in the summer here. jennie was really apprehensive because the weather for some reason, and i reassured her that everything was going to be fine. i then invited her to watch the _sytycd_ tour with me. she'll get back to me on it.
then, i went home and called up jenC. we talked for a good 22 minutes, and it was great to hear her voice. i think the last time i talked to her was when i was living on brenton, and that was like in 1998-99 or so. so it's been almost a decade since we last talked. i'm trying to meet up with her one of these nights while she's staying with her brother in los altos.
hey, i don't eat crap food. not often, anyway. i rarely eat fast food, maybe once or twice a week. i used to eat it a lot more often, but lately, i've been meeting up with friends for dinner, or i have a light dinner at the office before going home.
i caught the last 45 minutes of _i survived a japanese gameshow_ last night. (it was my first time watching it.) i got kind of nostalgic watching it, especially when the last two contestants reflected upon their time in japan and their feelings when they realized they were leaving the country. when it came time for me to leave japan after living there for six months, i had mixed feelings. on one hand, i was more than ready to leave and go home, but i had also become sort of attached to my new surroundings. japan is quite different from the states, but i had gotten used to it in many ways. when i saw the movie _lost in translation_, i totally understood how disorienting the country can be, and i think the movie totally hits home for those who have lived there. anyways, living abroad was a totally worthwhile and life-changing experience.
i had a very rare triple-wiper today. i took a small dump half an hour ago, and during my first wipe, the toilet paper completely slipped out of my hands when it hit my sphincter. that told me that there was a bunch of "matter" there. so i decided that i needed two (hard) wipes to get my area properly cleaned up. remember that i never, ever check the tp after i wipe. eww, that just grosses me out.
do guys like girls who are loud in bed? i think it's sexy, to a certain extent. i mean, it gets annoying if a girl keeps going, "ooh, right there, that's it, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" i'm not into so much the words as noises, like slight moans and stuff. i do know that some girls' bedroom voices go up an octave higher than their speaking voices. it's very interesting. and you better make sure that you close your windows, and that your neighbors aren't around because you might bug the hell out of them when you're romping. i feel bad for some of my dormmates in college.
it's amazing how many habits we have, and how we develop them. like, when i'm taking a long dump, i get a strong urge to pull out my cell phone and call or text someone. or, when i'm driving, i really want to have a smoke. and after that smoke, i get really thirsty or crave an altoid. how do we start these habits? and how do we break them? our minds must create all these instincts and habits after repetition, like how pavlov made the dogs drool with that bell. but breaking these habits are another matter. all the synapses and stuff in our brain are all connected, and we must un-connect them.
hm. jen hasn't called me back yet. i'm going to give her another ring while i go out and have my 5pm smoke. take it easy!