so i was IM'ing graceL (her maiden last name, not her married one), and i noticed that on her facebook profile, she's a fan of starcraft. she, blushingly, admitted that she was a big SC player back in the day, and she was really excited about the forthcoming SC2. she pointed me to the SC2 website, and i must say, the game looks pretty good. it doesn't seem to make any big changes in the game (same three races, lots of familiar units), but the graphics look spectacular. i wonder if i would get back into it if i had a newer computer. (they did announce that there will be a mac version.)
starcraft was the last big video game addiction of mine. there was a time when i played 8 hours a day on the weekends. i also played with some coworkers, and we called our little group "the homewreckers" because of our knack for ignoring our significant others. and k2, bless her heart, even bought me the SC expansion pack (the brood wars) for my birthday, knowing full well that it would only fuel the fire. i think when she bought it, the video games salesman told her that she was a good girlfriend. man, i was so addicted to that game. (and btw, i was mainly a zerg guy, although i did play a little bit of terran. but not once did i touch protoss.)
the bowling guys play RTS games even today. they play command and conquer 3. just last night, after they had dinner at southland, paul asked john and nelson if they wanted to play. however, they don't play against each other, which i think is really the best and most enjoyable (and challenging) way to play. "too much confrontation," they say.
so yeah, i was at paul's house last night, and i booked the final two plane tickets for the UK trip. after i bought the first ticket (in euros), bank of america shut down my credit card, citing "suspicious charges." i had to call them up and re-authorize my account. i guess they're looking out for me. i'm going to have to call up both my credit card companies before i go to let them know that i'll be making purchases in foreign currency.
i had lunch with some ex-coworkers at choi's today. while driving there, this woman cut me off and then proceeded to drive a measly 20mph on el camino. then, she turned into choi's! i was going to have a word with her, but then, she turned out to be a coworker of mine. (not in my group, but on the same floor.) so i decided not to. but anyways, i went korean potato crazy today. i had like three plates of the stuff; it was so fucking good. i know, it's a lot of empty carbs, but it was such tasty shit.
the cute girl at work looked good today. i guess she takes casual fridays to heart, because instead of wearing her usual snazzy business attire, she was in some mid-calf-level jeans, heels, and a red t-shirt. and her hair was in a high pony-tail, which i love, because it exposes the back of the neck. that's sexy stuff.
does anyone know of a good webhosting service that comes with SSH access? my service is pushing me to move servers (because the old servers keep running out of disk space), but if i do so, they will no longer give me SSH access, which i find completely unacceptable. so i'm looking to move. hm. maybe i should just go to some free blogging site like vox or wordpress.com. what do you think?
i get a free night tonight. my mom's on her way to a church meeting as i type this, so i don't have to worry about taking her to dinner or babysitting her afterwards. hm. what shall i do with this free time? *ponder*
so i don't know if you're heard, but the LPGA (women's professional golfers) has placed a new restriction that all members have to be able to speak english. otherwise, they get suspended. i think that's pretty fucked up. i mean, isn't that downright racist? the men's side (PGA) have expressed outrage at this, and rightly so. like many sports, golf is an international sport, and excluding players just because they don't speak english is ludicrous. what does that have to do with your ability to play golf? what if yao ming wasn't allowed to play in the NBA years ago because he spoke broken english? fucked up, man.
last night, while driving home from paul's place, i was listening to a bit of _loveline_, and this caller was on the air talking about how his girlfriend was giving him a blowjob, and then bit down on his shaft so hard that it drew blood. and now his schlong is all swollen and stuff. wtf? why would a girl do such a thing? i mean, accidental biting (bad technique) is one thing, but a blood-drawing chomp has to be intentional, right? *shivers* dr. drew was saying how the bacteria in the mouth and teeth are extra-toxic, and how the guy should definitely go to the doctor to get his injury checked out. man. scary shit.
ok, time for my 5pm smoke. have a great long weekend everyone! the blazing bay area temperatures are supposed to drop 15 degrees tomorrow. not a moment too soon!
man, i have a throbbing headache. i played basketball all the way to the end today, despite the record-setting heat temperatures. i even scored the game winning basket during the last game, making it a final score of 11-9. it was nothing but net, too. *flex* i was so sweaty afterwards that i put my forearm down on my desk, and it left a wet trail of moistness on the surface. and now, i have a dehydration headache, despite the three bottles of gatorade i've imbibed. i'm taking two advil the moment i get home. we have generic tylenol here at work, but it doesn't work for me.
i had this really vivid dream this morning where these black guys were skinnydipping, and i got a good look at one guy's schlong. he was halfway circumcised, and his leftover foreskin was all jagged and stuff, sort of like the way a carved pumpkin's edge looks. it was quite a sight.
i can't get into _america's got talent_. i watched most of the acts last night, and they all pretty much sucked. seriously, this is a grade D show. i wish i could have seen last year's winner to gauge his level of talent and see if he really deserved the $100 million contract he scored to perform in vegas, because honestly, none of last night's contestants were any good.
so feline pointed me to the free download of one of dido's new songs. i can't say i like it. it's really simple, slow, and it doesn't grab me. i'll probably still buy her album (or get it off of iTunes) because she always has at least a few good songs. her last album had only two songs i really liked, "life for rent" and "don't leave home." the second one is about drug addiction, which i found out when i went to see her in concert. i had originally thought it was about an interpersonal relationship, and after listening to the lyrics, i was like, "this is SO wrong!"
i plucked out an inch-long nose hair the other day. i was surprised at how long it was. and boy, did it hurt. i think i plucked out three that night, and afterwards, i had tears in my eyes. i wonder how it would feel to pluck out ass hairs. do you guys have those? you know, hair right near the sphincter opening. i would imagine those would hurt, too. i don't think i'd make for a very good woman, dealing with the pain of leg and bikini waxing and all that. with how sensitive vadges are, i would imagine that getting a brazilian would hurt like a motherfucker. but as a man who appreciates the look of a nicely trimmed female body, i thank you women for everything you go through to look good.
god damnit. my fly's down again. that's the second time during typing this blog entry that i've noticed it being that way. (i just came back from a piss.) this new belt thing has really thrown me for a loop.
last night, i had yogurt for a second time at tartini with jennie. we talked about "sherbet" vs. "sherbert." we all know that it's spelled the first way, but a whole lot of us (including me when i was a kid) pronounce it the second way. why is that? who started the second pronunciation? we tried googling it on her blackberry, but we couldn't find anything definitive on the subject matter. maybe "sherbet" is just hard to say? *ponder*
ok. my head hurts too much. i can't think. i gotta go home. i hope i can write more tomorrow.
yeesh. i found a nasty bug in my code today. basically, i didn't know about it because i was using an old executable from august 14th these past two weeks, and i had no idea i was doing that. so i was running an old simv that was hiding the bug that i had introduced into the code, and when i realized what i was using and switched over to the new code, WHAM-O! the simulation hanged. shit. i was really puzzled for a while, but when i compared the code from 8/14 and today, i figured it out pretty easily. one word of code was different, and it made all the difference. *phew*
for lunch, D and i took I to A&J. he's white; he was the only white guy in the entire place, and he had never had beef noodle soup before. he had also never eaten tendon before, so i gave him a little chunk from my bowl, and i looked at him intently as he chewed it up. he said it was good, and it was more chewy than he imagined. i don't know if he was just being polite, though. D will not eat tendon because he says it has the consistency of fat. i love that shit.
afterwards, it was blazing hot out there, so i took us to tartini, but there was no parking in the little lot underneath the condo complex, so dejected, we went to yogurtland instead. i got a measly $1.44 worth of yogurt and mochi. i might be going to tartini (yes, more yogurt) with jennie today after work.
is hardware design really geeky? a few weeks ago, i was at edric's place, and some of the guys said that hardware was way geekier than software. is that true? i don't make a distinction. code is code. hardware may require a little thought in the arena of resource allocation, because you have to worry about pipelines, timing, gate count and stuff like that. but software can do some really fancy stuff, and it's much more powerful. *shrug*
i watched a part of _america's got talent_ last night. i dunno. the show's production quality just isn't as good as the two big fox reality shows, _ai_ and _sytycd_. and some of the acts are just really dumb. like that guy who dressed up as britney spears and that ridiculous little asian guy who just pranced up on stage and sang "she bangs." what the hell is that latter guy doing there? he has absolutely no talent. spunk, yes. but no talent. i'm amazed, however, that last year's winner, some ventriloquist, scored a $100 million deal in vegas. would people really pay that much to see a guy with a puppet?
i still catch myself with my fly down from time to time. damn belt.
i got to work at 9:40am today. yes, that early. the leaf blower people woke me up at 8, and i couldn't fall back asleep. had my mom not been here, i would have watched some tv before going to work. but instead, i decided to escape and grab breakfast at the office. for the first time in many months, i had a toasted garlic bagel (yum) with an obscene amount of full-fat cream cheese. it was awesome. and then, to achieve my guava-flavored burps, i chased it with a bottle of fruit punch/berry gatorade. it was a good breakfast.
at A&J, i saw a girl with pretty feet. (she was wearing flip-flops.) that's rare for me. most people don't have attractive feet, but this girl had really nice ones. i don't know how to describe them; they were just nicely proportioned, the toes were a good relative length, the naturally colored nails weren't all jacked up (no ridiculously short pinky toenail, for example), no bunions or knobby toes, etc. i've been lucky enough to date some girls with nice feet, and they're nice to lick when they're hoisted up in the air during sex. :)
i hear ballerinas have messed up feet because of being on point all the time. that's too bad. ballet is such a beautiful, graceful dance, and it sucks that it can stunt someone's body part so badly. my brother played tennis for many years, and his feet are pretty funky, too. i imagine it's because they were stuck in tennis shoes and made to run around on a court for so many hours.
warren sapp, the ex-NFL defensive lineman, is among several athletes that are going to compete on the next _dancing with the stars_. i hope he's lost some weight by the time he gets on the show, because i can't imagine him being able to be very limber and graceful doing any of the dances in his old 300+ pound self. it'll be interesting to watch.
ugh. stomach hurts. must go take a dump. it's amazing that i always underestimate how much poo comes out of my ass. like earlier today, i had one tiny little spurt come out of me, but when i finished and looked down, there were like 6 turds in the toilet. amazing! so deceptive!
ok. now i really need to go.
my new (regular) belt is throwing me for a loop. my old belt had a simple clasp, so all i needed to do was pinch it, and it would pop open. now, i have to do all this stuff to fasten and unfasten it, and it's messing with my 5-6 year old routine. and it's fucked me up. it's so bad that i am forgetting to zip up my fly after i go to the bathroom, and a couple of times a day, i've caught myself walking around with an open fly. how embarrassing!
yes, my mom has gas, and sometimes, yes, the gas does come out the other end. so far, she's only pooted twice, so it's nowhere near as frequent as her burps. one time, it happened when we were sitting on the couch, and her butt was tilted, facing me, and i was very lucky it didn't smell. anyways, that's that. poor mom. i just hope it doesn't happen when we're out in public.
i got a mcdonald's big breakfast platter today. i was craving hotcakes, but this platter didn't come with any, and the bigger sized one was just too much food. it was still good, though, although the eggs needed some salt for it to be tasty. but if you think about it, everything that this comes with (eggs, biscuit, sausage, and hashbrowns) can be had with a sausage and egg biscuit and hashbrowns. it's simply all split up. you get slightly more egg, but that's it. so it's not really that much more food, at a higher price and much more packaging.
basketball was a bit odd for me today. i didn't shoot a single jumper. however, i went inside and actually made some baskets in the post, which is weird because that's not usually how i play. but they were guarding the perimeter pretty well, and i was tired of just standing there, so i just decided to go into the paint. man, i was winded, though, because we didn't play last thursday. i really need to get my stamina up and be able to last until the end, as once again, i left early today.
yesterday, my mom cleaned the garage. ugh. you know that's where i stashed the vids, right? she swept all the leaves out of the place, so when i got home, i noticed that the ground was spotless. i immediately looked to where my stash was, and it didn't seem like it had been tampered with. man, i can't trust my mom with anything!
with the lack of good television after the olympics, i think i'm going to resort to watching _america's got talent_. yep. i think it's a horrible show (i mean, david hasselhoff?!), but there's absolutely nothing else on. last night, i was watching a rerun of _how i met your mother_, and it opened up with barney and robin naked in bed, and my mom caught a glimpse of it, and she turned away, apparently uncomfortable with the subject matter. ah, religious folk.
would you be able to sleep with a good friend's ex? i've done it once before, and for whatever reason, my friend was not on my mind. at the time, he was not over her, so he kept calling the girl, and he even told her to tell me, "take care of her." there was some serious heartbreaking drama after that which i won't get into, but anyways, i'll just say for now that the sex itself wasn't weird at all. i guess lust may have blinded me or something. but there are some ex's which i wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole.
ok, sorry to cut this short, but i gotta run to safeway before heading home. my mom's burning through toilet paper like there's no tomorrow, and i only have one roll left.
*sniff* i miss the olympics already. i miss looking forward to having something to watch when i go home. and it's especially tough right now since my mom's with me; it's nice having something that we both can watch to pass the time in peace. i don't know what we can do now, and i am starting to dread going home and facing the prospect of having her preach the gospel to me. this upcoming weekend is labor day weekend, and i'm not sure what i'm going to do with her on my free monday. she wants to go visit stanford campus, which i'll happily take her to, but that will only occupy a few hours. there is a church conference during the weekend, but unfortunately she missed the registration deadline.
i did some good work today. i thought about having to support the background color feature in my block, and i realized i had to make a code change to make it work. after dealing with a core dump during run time, which was very mysterious, i finally figured it out, and now the test seems to be running fine. yay for me!
arby's has a serious gluttonous feast: their 5 item combo for $5.95. i went there with D and I today, and they both got it. and both of them felt sick afterwards. i spent more than them but got less food; i got a beef 'n cheddar, small curly fries, and 4 mozzarella sticks. i love arby's. i might go there again tonight.
oh, speaking of the olympics, here is a great 3-part photo gallery from the games. in part 3, there is a shot of a nipple slip of a water polo player. hehe. it's not sexy or anything, but just interesting. some of the photos are quite spectacular, others pretty humorous.
ok, what do you call your mom's cousin? another cousin? an aunt?
yesterday, we went to dim sum early (at 11am) because i had to pick up my mom from church afterwards. usually, we go at 11:30, but getting there half an hour early made a big difference. the front room of dynasty was only half-full, and the six of us were able to secure a table in there instead of being sent to the back room. that meant that we got access to all the good dishes before they ran out, including fresh-out-of-the-kitchen leek dumplings, which were high on my priority list. yum. if people can get up that early, i think we should starting going early from now on.
to my mean commenter: where did you meet me? you know, i think it's pretty lame and cowardly to criticize me without leaving a name or contact info. very cheap. that's all i have to say on the matter.
i called alan like five times this weekend, and he never picked up. he finally called me late last night, and it turned out he and ting were celebrating their wedding anniversary in bodega bay. ah, bodega bay. the only time i went there was the week after freshman year ended. a couple of us from our freshman dorm went up there after school was over and spent a few days in a house owned by a friend's parents. the house had a huge shower, and my gf and i got to shower together. i think it was our first time. fun fun! it was also the first time i used a bidet. it tickled my asshole.
one day at bodega bay, we went to the beach, and i got the sudden urge to scale a cliff. i kept climbing and climbing, and about 20 feet from the top, the slope became vertical. and all of a sudden, the rocks broke, and i slid down for a few feet. it was fucking scary. i could have fallen off to my death, i'm sure, and i basically froze and panicked. finally, i gathered my wits and slowly climbed down, and i was really shaken. it was one of the few times in my life i could have gotten seriously hurt, if not killed.
my mom has a serious gas issue. there is something wrong with her GI system, and it causes her to have a lot of gas in her system. as a result, she burps a lot. it's loud, and it's frequent. i'm sort of afraid to take her out because people will think it's rude when she burps. she told me that she has to burp in church as well, and she feels embarrassed when it happens. ugh.
ok, time to check up on a test and then go home.
this weekend, i managed to take care of my mom as well as spend time with my friends.
friday night, my mom was at church, so i got to have fun at jenS's birthday celebration. we started with over a dozen people at banana leaf for dinner at 6:30. i don't really understand why that place is so popular, and i'm not a big fan of malaysian food. the only dishes that i enjoyed were the roti prata and the beef rendang. when we left, which was pretty late (for dinner time, anyway), there was a ton of people still waiting outside for a table.
then, we went to frozo's in milpitas for frozen yogurt. there was a yelp event, so the place was packed. the froyo was pretty bad compared to the other places i've tried, but at least there was mochi.
and then, it was off to saddlerack, this big country western bar. it was quite happening, though, filled with a bunch of white people; i think we were the only asians there. i started jen off with a lemon drop (her request), and then a midori sour. and that was it from me, because i know that three drinks is pretty much her limit. i had two black labels on the rocks. jessica was there, and i'm training up her tolerance, so i didn't go easy on her and got her a long island iced tea.
then, one of jen's friends got her an amaretto sour, and eddie, the worst instigator of all, tipped jen's scale with a buttery nipple shot. jen danced a bit, and even got on stage for the "i got friends in low places" song. and then, after a while, it all hit jen hard. she went into the bathroom and puked.
i'll get back to jen later, but i wanted to describe saddlerack. there was a mechanical bull, of course, but it was broken, so jen couldn't ride it. phooey. there was a big dance floor for line dancing and stuff. and the best part was the upside down margarita chair. this is where they make you lie back, and they pour the tequila and margarita mix directly into your mouth for as long as you can take it. all for $7! that's pretty cheap, assuming you can handle your liquor.
anyways, after jen yacked, they kicked her out nicely, saying something like, "maybe you should go out and get some fresh air." we guys didn't know that happened, so we just sat there for like 20 minutes wondering what the hell was going on. finally, john and i took the purple hooter shots that grace got jen (there was no way in hell that she was going to take them) and went outside. and then we went home. ivy took jen home, and jimmy and sabrina drove there too to make sure she was tucked in nicely. i called jen the next day to check up on her.
saturday, i took my mom to maruichi for some ramen, and then, jenC and i drove to tartini and met up with jack for some frozen yogurt. we talked for a bit on the bench outside before jack had to leave to pick up his kids from the circus.
then, i went home, watched some olympics, and then i took my mom for her first mongolian bbq experience. i made her put in some chili paste to get some taste.
then, i went over to paul's place, where i asked him one final time if he was sure he wanted me to come. he said yes, so i booked my tickets. weird thing was, i told my mastercard company that i was going to buy some tickets in european currency, and they approved it, but my credit card wouldn't go through. (i was buying a BMI airline ticket.) then, i gave up, and for kicks, i used my $55,000 credit limit AMEX card. and that one went through. so, it's final! i'm going to the UK! however, i didn't get my internal UK flights because leeya was going to change the itinerary, and she was sleeping. so i guess i'm going to have to wait on that. then, paul and mikeC started playing LAN games, so i went home.
then, i watched the gold medal team USA basketball game. HOLY SHIT. that was a close game. spain was only down 2 points with 8 minutes to go before kobe went nuts, and then, they pulled to within 4 points with 3 minutes to go. i was shitting bricks, and peter was texting me like nuts. i was seriously nervous. but in the end, we pulled it off, and i was so happy. i called my dad in taiwan, and he told me he was following it, too. so i went to bed smiling, and i even dreamed about the game.
sunday, i woke up at 9am groggy (my tv was on until 6am), and i took my mom to church. then, i had dim sum with grace and company at 11am. afterwards, i went home, fell asleep, and then picked up my mom from church. i came back and promptly passed out until 4:30.
i called up will, and we went to go see _tropic thunder_. will had already seen it, but he wanted to see it again. i thought the movie was enjoyable, but i had no idea that the movie producer buy was played by tom cruise. it looked nothing like him! i really liked robert downey, jr.
i had dinner with my mom (she made some noodles that were given to her from a church friend), and then we watched the olympic closing ceremony. i thought most of it was lame, especially the "beijing, beijing, i love beijing" song. and i was still tired from the previous night, so i just went to bed.
*sniff* the olympics are now over. i really enjoyed it a lot. and now what the hell am i going to do at night, especially with my mom?
well, in the first floor bathroom in our office, i noticed yesterday that there's a new sign that tells employees to flush the toilet after use and to wash their hands. i wonder who complained. i had been thinking about doing it, but somebody beat me to the punch. unfortunately, not that many people work on the first floor, and the sign would be better served on the second and third floors. maybe i'll notify the facilities guy to post similar signs up here. what was really infuriating, though, was that right after i saw the sign, i noticed that one of the urinals was filled with yellow piss. *RAAR* wtf? somebody saw the sign that *still* didn't flush? that just makes me really upset.
so i woke up this morning at 7 (i set the alarm), but i was disappointed to turn on the tv and not see the team USA vs. argentina game televised. instead, it was table tennis and something else on MSNBC and USA. how could they not show the game? so i went back to sleep, and i woke up at 9:30 to catch the update on the espn ticker. we won by 20 points, but apparently, we didn't play very well. argentina's zone defense stifled us pretty badly, and our defense wasn't very good. we face spain in the gold medal game, and even though we destroyed them in pool play, we had better not take a victory for granted.
i'm wearing a nice club monaco shirt (i got three compliments on it today) and kenneth cole shoes today. i'm going to jenS's birthday dinner, and possibly the saddlerack afterwards. dinner is at banana leaf in milpitas, and that place is very popular. i honestly don't understand why, though, because i think their food is utter crap. i guess i'll just order their (rather mediocre) chow kueh teow and be done with it. i'm not sure about the saddlerack, though; like i said yesterday, i've never been to a country western bar before, but i doubt it's my cup of tea.
i had a major breakthrough at work today. i modified a programming utility for the new OD block, and i discovered a limitation in our hardware. so i had to make a major modification in the way the OD works with the existing stuff, and it works! yay! so now we can start writing tests for the OD next week, and hopefully i can finish up by my deadline on friday. then, it's on to other things.
it's important that i start working on the other stuff (the next-generation chip) because my boss gave me the go-ahead for my UK trip today. we had a meeting to discuss this matter, because code freeze is pretty much a few days after i get back, so i need to be done with my work before i leave on my trip. that gives me one and a half months to do my business. i need to budget my time wisely.
the clasp on my trusty red belt is dying on me. it no longer stays together, so my belt keeps popping open. i bought this belt like 4-5 years ago at american eagle when i went shopping with ting for the first time. i still remember that the x-cutioners song "it's going down" played in the store. i was deciding between a red and an orange belt. i really loved this belt because it was a cinch to open (easy access for frequent trips to the bathroom), but now the clasp no longer stays shut. i guess i'll have to switch to a standard one when i get home tonight.
google phase of the day: "photos of a woman tortured by having her areolas rubbed but not her nipples"
haha. i once tortured my ex by opening up her shirt and rubbing her nipples from behind, getting her all horny and stuff. she was trying to study, but eventually, she just couldn't take it any more, said "fuck it," and jumped me. i had no idea that women's nipples were so sensitive; one more cool thing about being a girl, so many erogenous zones! my nipples get hard if you rub them, but it doesn't feel like anything. shucks.
i'm taking jack and jenC to tartini tomorrow afternoon. no more yogurtland. tartini's yogurt is much better, and i don't mind paying a little extra for it. at least, that's how i feel right now. plus, it's not a zoo there, and i don't like fighting big crowds.
my mom's cousin (my aunt) works at cisco, but she's looking for another job now. apparently, she got screwed over by a coworker. this coworker asked for help, and my aunt kindly obliged, but then the coworker claimed that he did everything himself, and badmouthed my aunt and stuff. all this shit happened afterwards, which basically resulted in my aunt getting a horrible annual review, so now she can't even transfer within cisco to another division. wtf? i have never had to go through this sort of shit, like dealing with evil people and company politics and what not. my boss knows me well (i've worked with him for 7 years now), and he's good to me, and that means a lot. he was one of the main reasons why i chose to come back to this company.
last night, i met up with nelson for a bit at kapp's pizza to watch the second half of the 49ers game. i had a whiskey (jameson on the rocks), and then i noticed up on the wall that they had a thursday $4 drink special: long island iced teas. i urged nelson to get one since it was so cheap, and long island's are so efficient at getting drunk. he didn't take much convincing. he got one, and the bartender lady poured at least a good 3-4 shots into the glass. nelson got a good buzz going, he told me. nice! (i drove him home afterwards, so no DUI for him.)
ok, time to wrap up some stuff here at work, and then i'm off to jen's dinner.
for lunch, i met up with mark, my best friend from elementary school. it was good to see him. after this, i probably won't see him for a very long time, as he has quit his job in santa clara and has taken another one up in the city, near where he lives. i picked him up, and we were finally able to secure a table at red robin, where we had previously tried to go the other times we had met up. (the other times, we wound up at yan can, which really sucks.) his wife's pregnant, too, so congratulations to him!
i saw two cute white girls today. our waitress at red robin, this girl named britney, was really peppy. she had short brown hair (remember, i don't like blondes and prefer dark hair) and cool glasses. she was also a little flirtatious, which didn't hurt. i should have given her a bigger tip than my usual 15%. and during our ice cream social at the company today, there was one girl who had a really nice face. i hadn't noticed her before, so she must work on some other floor. she forgot her badge (i heard her talking about it), so i didn't catch her name.
ok, so this UK honeymoon thing. i normally wouldn't think twice about not going, but paul and leeya actually asked people if they wanted to come along. it wasn't like i approached them about tagging along. i IM'ed paul the other day, and i told him that i would be totally fine with not going, and he said that he was cool with it, and the he didn't mind having some company. he and leeya have been married for over a year now, he said, etc. so if he says it's cool, then i'm cool with it. and i'll be sure to give them some space when they want some.
there's something in my garage that smells like shit. it's really bothering me. at first, i thought it was the plastic/cardboard recycle bin, but i sniffed around yesterday (it was recycling day), and it's not it. then, when i got out of the car to get my mail last night, i could smell it on my car, so i think i may have run over a pile of cat shit or something. ugh. but this morning, i didn't notice it when i got in my car on the way to work, so maybe it's gone? i hope so. anyways, i'll keep my nose on alert for it.
with my mom here, my house's consumption of toilet paper has skyrocketed. she's only been here for 5 days, and already, we're gone through more than one double roll. man, she must pee a lot or something. i do know that women have to wipe even when they take a leak; i guess i'm just not used to having a woman in the household. it's a good thing she's hit menopause, so i don't have to deal with tampons and stuff. i remember when my ex's were on the rag, and how fast toilet paper would get used up to wrap up those suckers.
last night, adam, rae and i tried out jimenez taqueria near valley fair mall. it had gotten good reviews on yelp, but i thought it was only so-so. i wouldn't go back there again. both adam and i got super carnitas wet burritos (just like at los charros), and i have to say, los charros kicks jiminez's ass. afterwards, we went back to their place to watch some olympics in HD. ah, so nice. for some reason, comcast took away NBC HD on my cable package. i get all the other major networks in hi-def, just not NBC. wtf?
my mom is slowly branching out into the church life here in the bay area. man, this church is everywhere. i guess it's good for her, and it's also good for me because i don't have to babysit her the entire time. tomorrow night, she has a group gathering, and that's good so i can go to jen's birthday dinner. afterwards, she's going to the saddlerack to get drunk and ride the mechanical bull. i don't know if i'm going, though. i don't know if a country western bar is my cup of tea, although i would like to see jen ride the bull.
ok. tomorrow, i gotta get up at 7am to watch team USA vs. argentina. i hope i got the time right. this will be a tough game. but if we stay focused and play good defense, i think we can win. go USA!
you know, with all the female chinese athletes in the olympics, i haven't seen any really cute girls. the gymnasts are all short freaky looking imps, the divers are only ok, and the volleyball players aren't that attractive, either. one chinese diver is seriously anorexic or something; at adam's house last night, when she bent over to touch her toes, her pelvic bone poked out of her ass. it was really gross. i caught a glimpse of wu minxia in civilian clothes in the stands, and i *think* she looked ok, but i wasn't sure. i saw some web pictures today, and she didn't look so good. i think so far, the only pretty girl i've seen in the olympics is alicia sacramone, despite her abnormally thick neck.
i had a thick neck a few years ago, too. like a 17-18 inch neck. i think it was either because i was fat, or because all the ticcing made my muscles inflamed. but either way, it's back to normal now, and i don't look like a beefcake anymore. back then, you could draw a straight line from the base of my ears down to my shoulders. wow!
ok, i gotta get some V8 and take a leak. bye!
last night, i asked my mom whether she wanted pho or pizza. "pho!" she excitedly replied. so i took her to pho to chau on castro, which i haven't been to in ages. the place is still very good, although the service was horrible. there seemed to be only one girl working there, and she was eating when we got there. when we got there, she didn't even bother to get up; she just gestured us over to a table. anyways, i normally eat my pho super-spicy. i ate like 10 circles of sriracha into my bowl. when i finished, i asked my mom if she wanted to try my soup, and had like an 1/8th of a teaspoon of the soup, and instantly recoiled, like someone had slapped her face, hard. ha!
i had pho for lunch today, too. peter has been working the night shift, so when he got off at the hospital, we met at pho vi hoa near the palo alto/los altos border. the place was absolutely packed. i didn't mind eating pho again because i want to cut down on my calories. i've been gaining weight recently, so pho is the perfect light meal (i don't drink the fatty soup because it's so damn spicy; i tried drinking my soup yesterday, and i immediately choked on it).
i can't believe today is only wednesday. like i said yesterday, this week is just crawling by. at least i get to savor the olympics as it's passing by. i woke up at 8am this morning to try to watch the team USA game, but some other teams were playing. i guess they must have played at 5am instead. i was really nervous, so i switched over to espn, and i caught the score. we beat australia by 31! i read the recap when i got to work, and apparently the first half was really tight. *phew* we play defending gold medalist argentina next. i hope we can keep it up.
do people still buy porn magazines? they don't do anything for me anymore. i can't get off just looking at still pictures of people screwing each other. there's no life, no action. however, what does still excite me is reading erotica. i guess there's imagination involved. i'd take a penthouse forum article over a photo spread any day. i'm sort of surprised that a bunch of words can still titillate me. amazing, huh?
usain bolt is ridiculous. i hope i get back in time after dinner to see him run the 200M dash. it's quite macho to be "the world's fastest man." i remember back when michael johnson competed, and i marveled at his ripped deltoid muscles. and his gold shoes. what makes jamaican sprinters so special?
peter ordered this lemon soda today during lunch, and the tonic water contained this thing called "quinine." it tasted fucking disgusting. it was all bitter and shit. apparently, according to wikipedia, quinine is used to treat malaria, but why the hell is it put in tonic water here? ugh. peter took a few sips of his drink and put it down. he poured me some, and i took one sip and made this horrible face. don't drink this shit.
D's back from his vacation! he is VERY tan. in fact, his face looks absolutely unnatural. he said that while he was on catalina island, he didn't use any sunblock. no wonder. he doesn't burn, but he just gets really dark. man. i kept on staring at his face when i was talking to him. but poor guy, he has so much work piled up because he was gone for three workdays. he didn't even get to eat lunch today.
so my boss gets back tomorrow, and i'm going to ask him if i can take those days off for the UK trip. i asked paul yesterday if he is really ok with me imposing myself on his and leeya's honeymoon. he said it was fine, so i am probably going to do it. i need to get out of the country and enjoy a nice long vacation. i'm about to max out my hours anyway; i have almost 7 weeks of paid time off accrued! just imagine if i quit; i'd get a huge fat check, almost two months' pay!
i am bummed about labor day, and the fact that it falls on a day that my mom's here. that probably means that i won't be able to go out and about and enjoy it with my friends. hm. i thought it was at the end of september, but it turns out that it's actually coming up soon, at the end of august. rats. i wonder how i'm going to spend it.
i just went to the bathroom to take a small dump, and there was some piss on the toilet seat. that makes me very upset. the dude probably took a leak in the toilet without lifting up the seat. *RAAR* what kind of inconsiderate/rude asshole does this?
i've noticed that a lot of my guy friends (most notably the single ones) don't lower the toilet seat after they take a leak. i ALWAYS lower the seat after i'm done, no matter what toilet i'm using. i've been well trained by my gf's. and it's the right thing to do.
ok, i gotta jet. need to pick up my meds at safeway, take care of my mom's dinner plans, and meet up with adam at some new mexican place he wants to try. ciao!
man, this week is crawling by. i think nervousness about being with my mom has a big deal to do with it, and also, i haven't been exactly that busy at work, so the workdays are stretched as well. i did debug a hanging test this afternoon, and i seem to have resolved the issue. oh, by the way, to the commenter who asked, i don't do assembly code writing. i am an ASIC designer, so i write mostly in verilog. i also do architecture, verification, synthesis and other stuff, you know, the normal ASIC design flow needs.
oh, as for agnostic vs. atheist, there's a difference. atheists don't believe in god. agnostics don't know whether there is one; they are not believers, but they are not unbelievers, either. i am agnostic; i simply do not know what the hell there is out there. *shrug*
last night, i took my mom to queen house on castro, and i sat next to these two girls. i kept looking over to the girl on my right, because she looked really familiar. after a few minutes, i was convinced that she was my friend cindyW, but i didn't want to ask and be wrong, and thus look like a fool. so i waited until the girls left, and i took a look at the signature on their credit card slip, and it was indeed cindy! drat. i should have said hi. anyways, i IM'ed her today, and i found out that she's working in mountain view now, like a mile away from my house. we'll meet up someday.
before i had dinner, i met up with jennie at tartini. they were having a UYE (unofficial yelp event), so she and i decided to try it out for the first time. i thought their yogurt was pretty good. i had the original tart and lychee tart, with lots of mochi. yum! it was a little more expensive than yogurtland (38 cents an ounce, vs. 30 cents an ounce), but i think it was worth it. the only problem was that there's not much parking there. a friend of mine said that there's always some cute, "busty" girls working there, so eye candy is always nice; last night, it was the two owners, paula and lisa; they looked like they had some reasonably nice chests.
i feel bad for one of my acquaintances on facebook. just the other day, he was listed as being in a new relationship, and he posted up pictures of his "better half." he looked really happy. but yesterday, he became single again. what the hell happened? i IM'ed a mutual friend, and she's investigating this issue.
i really want my boss to come back soon so i can ask him whether i can go on this UK trip. if i do go, it'll be a busy october. i'll have two weddings (back to back even, on a saturday and then the following sunday), a possible trip to disneyland the next weekend, and then off to the UK. crazy! oh, and btw, i'll be the 3rd wheel on this trip. i told paul that i'd be happy to back out if he and leeya wanted a romantic getaway to the UK for two, but he said that he didn't mind the company. i've been the 3rd wheel (and 5th and 7th and so on) for such a long time that it doesn't bother me anymore.
gombei #2 (the menlo park one) now takes credit cards! when jeffrey busted out his card sunday night, i was like, "dude, don't you know this is a cash only place?" then the owner looked at me, and he said, "nope! we've been taking cards for three months now!" he was very proud of it. i've always thought that they (and a lot of other asian places) accepted cash only because they cheat on their taxes. is that true?
while IM'ing to my friend graceL, she asked if the super-religious would think my tourette's was something like the devil possessing me. i laughed, and i said maybe. i wonder what they would to do me. an exorcism, perhaps? would they try to use prayer and god to try to "cure" me of my tics? and what would they think when they found out it didn't work? ha! that would show them. i should attend one of those evangelical meetings and ask them to heal me. hey, it wouldn't hurt, right?
ok, i gotta cut this short today because i need to stop by safeway before i go home and take my mom to dinner. i'm thinking pizza (giovanni's) tonight; my mom likes to eat asian food, but frankly, i'm getting sick of it.
so i was watching the olympics, the women's individual, and i noticed the US had this cute girl. at first, i thought it was shawn johnson, but then i was like, "nah, shawn is sort of nasty. she's impish and shorter than this girl." it turned out to be alicia sacramone. (i keep forgetting her last name; i keep wanting to call her "marscapone.") she's really cute! she's got a really nice face, although her neck is unnaturally thick. apparently, google is getting #1 hits for the phrase "alicia sacramone is hot," and she is coming in #2 behind michael phelps in olympic popularity. i am not surprised. btw, she's 20 (she's the oldest girl on the US squad), so she's not jail bait.
so far, the olympics is serving as a buffer between me and my mom. however, the games will only last for one more week. i'm not sure what will happen for the next two weeks. tonight, before going home, i'm going to tartini for some frozen yogurt with jennie. it's a yelp event, my very first one. i heard tartini has some good flavors, but i'll just try their plain tart (assuming they have it) since it's my first time there. they better have mochi!
i've been taking multiple dumps lately. today, i've already had three. they usually happen after i have a cigarette. it's not surprising, since nicotine sets off the bowels. it makes me scared about going to the UK, since we'll be on the road a lot. i hope there are bathrooms everywhere, because i don't want to have to hold it in and/or risk soiling myself. damn, my boss is in france right now, and i really need to know if i have the official green light to go so i can start booking my tickets.
with D gone on vacation, i had lunch with new guy T today. he's this slight, short japanese dude, but man, he knows his football. he's a die hard raiders fan (he has season tickets!), and it's very cool to see all the knowledge spew out of his mouth for a guy who doesn't look like a football fan. we went to thai basil today, and we talked football the entire time. he even wears his jerry rice raiders jersey to the games. very nifty. i just hope he doesn't get beat up at a raiders game.
because of the olympics, i haven't been following the NFL at all so far. how are the cowboys doing? if i go on the UK trip, one thing i'll miss will be a few weeks of football. good thing i'm not playing fantasy football.
i wonder if i'll start to suffer from porn withdrawal in a few days time.
now is crunch time for team USA basketball. and the next game vs. australia is going to be tough. we only won by 11 points the last time we played them in exhibition, and the aussies didn't even have andrew bogut due to injury. i'm going to try my hardest to watch this game live (assuming they broadcast it). i'm very nervous about this one. so far, we've been destroying our opponents, so i hope we're not getting complacent. *crossed fingers*
over the weekend, i also watched some olympics women's beach volleyball. i saw china defeat USA's branagh/youngs. at first, i thought china's xue chen was kinda cute. she's 6'3" too, which is sort of hot. however, today, i found a picture of her without her sunglasses on, and i had to change my opinion; her face isn't that good. too bad. she's only 19, though. 6'3" at 19 years old? wow. the chinese team does this "team building" thing where they hug after every point they win, and it really gets annoying.
some guys get really turned on by women's beach volleyball because of the skimpy bikinis the girls wear, but i'm not one of them. it's because of their bodies; they're not curvaceous enough for me. none of the players' asses have any plumpness, and their boobs are pretty flat. now, i'm not saying i need a jlo booty or a pamela anderson chest, but at least give me a handful! and i do wonder what all that sun does to their skin; they must have to wear SPF 100 or something all the time.
ok, off for a cigarette break, and i have some e-mails and facebook messages to reply to.
friday night, a group of us went to bj's to dinner. i wanted to drink, so i started off with a bushmills on the rocks. there was a new girl (L) that i met for the first time, so she ordered a round of soco and lime. i hate soco, and it was a big shot, but it actually tasted ok. and then, i ordered another bushmills. i had the angus beef dip again, and man, that shit is tasty.
afterwards, we went back to edric's place, and i just chilled while others played rock band. i went home just before midnight or so. i felt a little gross, so i puked a few times and went to bed. yeah, i wasn't drunk or anything, but i felt ill, probably because of that soco drink.
saturday, nelson and i went to hobee's, which has become my favorite breakfast place. i like stacks slightly better, but there's always a wait there, and hobee's usually has a table free when we get there. i got the mountain view special omelette, and it was yums. after that, we went back to nelson's place to watch some olympics (water polo, US upsetting latvia) before i picked up my mom at SFO.
i took my mom to safeway, where we bought $40 worth of fruit and groceries, and then we just hung out. my mom ate something from burger king, so she wasn't hungry, so i left her at home while i went to jay and margaret's place (alan and ting were there, too), and we grabbed dinner in little saigon. the place mainly served chicken, and i got some boneless chicken dish with this tasty seasoned rice. afterwards, we grabbed some frozen yogurt in downtown willow glen. then, we watched michael phelps win his 8th gold medal. it was an awesome medley relay. i got home around midnight.
sunday, i dropped off my mom at church around 10am and then went home and slept some more. then, after i picked her up at noon, we went to A&J's for some beef noodle soup. i felt very sleepy from food coma, so i took a nap in my room while watching some olympics. at 7:30, i met up with jeffrey and nicki at gombei for dinner. jeffrey was an old church friend, so my mom hadn't seen him in over 10 years.
it was funny, the owner of this gombei (the menlo park one) saw me, and he said, "we're better than the one in santa clara." ha! i guess he knew about me going to gombei #3. i told him yes, the curry was better at the menlo park branch, and i expressed my displeasure that gombei #3 didn't have the gombei special. he chuckled.
on the drive home, my mom made me very uncomfortable by telling me her life story of how she found jesus. her testimony spanned from when she was six years old all the way until her own mother passed away, which was when she finally found god. what was the point of that story? did she want me to take to heart what she said for me to seek out god myself? ugh. it was very uncomfortable.
after i got home, i called up paul, and i requested meeting up for some pearl tea, so he obliged, and i met up with him, leeya and nelson at tap-ex at 10pm. leeya was looking up places to go for the UK trip, and she'll be working on an itinerary to show me by this weekend. we stayed until closing at 11, and then i just went to bed.
i have that katie perry song stuck in my head. i saw her perform on _sytycd_ this past season, and i was sort of attracted to her. she had this 50's look, and it turned me on. (i have a thing for girls in dresses and skirts.) but honestly, lesbian undertones don't really do it for me. i have watched a small share of girl-on-girl action, and i don't think i've ever gotten myself off on it. i just can't relate to it (duh, i'm not a girl). but my AIM buddy icon is a girl's left nipple, and it was taken from a picture of two girls going at it. and i must say, that picture is sort of hot.
after a month layoff from seeing my chinese doctor, i'm finally getting a massage today. it's a treat for myself. i can't wait! my shoulders and neck aren't too sore, but it'll still be nice for her to work on them a bit.
i had a dream last night where i was talking to a member of my mom and brother's church, and i was just about to tell that person that i was agnostic. however, right before i said it, i woke up. hm. i wonder how that conversation would have gone in my dream. i don't like confrontations, and telling a super-devout christian that i don't believe what he believes in is sort of like letting him down in my mind.
so it all begins tomorrow. my mom will be here until september 6th. that seems like an eternity. i really hope i can get through it without exploding. i will have to rely on my friends a lot for support and their time. like last time, i had to escape to paul's house for a few hours after i realized my mom found some old porn in my room. stuff like that. if my mom weren't so religious and preachy, it wouldn't be so bad. but instead, i have to endure the jesus talk, ugh.
four of us went to the santa clara gombei for lunch today. when we pulled into the parking lot, we got stuck behind two tour busses packed with what we guessed were old korean tourists or something. they stopped at the super kyo-po market and dropped them off. hm. it seemed sort of interesting to me that a korean supermarket would be a tourist landmark for them to visit. it took forever for them to unload the visitors, and it got very frustrating. *RAAR*
i didn't know that there's a woody allen movie opening this weekend. i really like his films, although i haven't seen one in many years. i think the last one i saw was _deconstructing harry_, a long way back. allen has a knack of writing very witty dialogue. i wonder who i can get to see it with me; i don't know anyone else who likes woody allen. k1 liked his stuff, and _annie hall_ was one of her favorite movies.
the bloodstained part of my right big toenail finally grew out a few days ago. remember when jay and margaret's vicious maltese kobe bit me earlier in the year? in addition to a nasty wound, part of the nail turned red/black, and it's taken this long for it to grow out. i finally cut the last part of the discolored nail off over the weekend, and i finally have no more vestigial reminders of the attack. seriously, they gotta think of what to do with the dog when their baby arrives next month; they don't want to be afraid of the dog wreaking havoc on their little boy.
during my last trip to the bathroom, one guy at the urinal flushed first, took a leak, and then left. i took a peek at the water in the urinal he used, and it was clear! miraculous! i was very puzzled. either he peed so fast that the flush took down all of his urine, or his pee was completely colorless. *ponder*
hm. four eleven girl took down her profile. ah, what a loss. so i never got to talk to her. she was such a cutie. :( i still have misgivings as to whether i could have handled a girl that short, and there were some red flags about her profile (like the fact that she had never had a serious relationship at the age of 28), but damn, i would have like to have met her simply based on looks alone.
i crave yogurt and mochi.
ok, i'm leaving soon for my massage. relaxation and peace! have a great weekend folks. i bet yours will be better than mine. *sigh*
ugh, grunt work. my fellow engineer came up with a scheme that involved modifying one line of my code which made all 100+ tests backward compatible, but i wasn't comfortable that it would work (although i couldn't explain why), so in the end, i made the executive decision to not implement it. so as a result, i was assigned the arduous task of going through each and every one of those tests and checking if they needed changes to be able to run. not a fun task, if that's not obvious enough. so far, i'm 75% done. it has NOT been a fun afternoon.
basketball was not enjoyable for me today. the opposing team played man (as opposed to zone) defense today, so even though they stuck a short guy on me, i was completely shut down. i think i made like two baskets, both fast break layups. i even got blocked once by this short dude, which was massively humiliating. it was really hot and stuffy at city beach, so at least i got a good sweat going from running up and down the court. but i didn't score much, so i wasn't very pleased with my game.
man, i got bombed with comment spam this morning. it's the worst i've gotten in a long time. yeah, i should switch to wordpress, but i'm just too lazy. this blog is due for a makeover some time, and my webhosting service wants to switch me to a new server as well in the near future. the thing is, they won't give me SSH access when they do, am i'm like, WTF? how the hell am i supposed to do stuff without SSH? they're just being cheap bastards.
last night, when i got bored of watching olympic beach volleyball (which i don't like anyway), i went to tap-ex and got some yogurt green tea with pearls and pepper crispy chicken. that chicken is some tasty shit. i got a 3 (out of 5) on the spicy scale, and it was really good. i don't think i'll ever get a 5 again. 5 means that each piece of chicken is completely coated with red chili powder, and when i had it, by the time i finished, my eyes were completely glazed over with tears. it wasn't nearly as spicy as the spiciest food i've eaten, but it was painful enough.
why do we get zits on our asses? i don't think ass skin is very oily. or am i wrong? last weekend, when i was laying in bed, i felt around, and i discovered two painful lumps on my butt. i squeezed one of them until i felt it give; ah, popping zits is so satisfying! and i've noticed in some porn videos that some girls have quite a lot of round red blemishes on their asses. hm. maybe they should use some proactive solution there.
i've completely neglected getting massages. today's thursday, and i usually get a massage every other thursday. i guess it's too late to call my masseuse today, so maybe i'll call friday and get one tomorrow. it'll be a treat to myself for getting through those 100+ tests, and a nice relaxing moment before my mom arrives and drives me nuts.
yes, i will remember to hide my porn in the garage. behind some boxes. or maybe inside them, even!
a friend of mine forwarded me a news article about how some couples have never consummated their marriage. reasons include anything from erectile dysfunction to intense shame to sexual ignorance to vulvodynia (intense pain from touching of the female genitalia). man, that's sad. marriage without sex? any relationship without sex? luckily, although a lot of couples don't know about it, there are therapists that can help people work through issues. i've often wondered how two virgins on their wedding night figure out what to do with their bodies. better to try it beforehand to see if there are any issues, methinks.
i once read an article about an indian woman who conceived without ever having sex. basically, what happened was that her husband masturbated onto a surface, and she scooped the spunk into her vagina. that just blew my mind.
anyway, i gotta go soon. i'm taking D to the airport. he's going to catalina island! i hope he has a good time there, as this is one of his very rare vacations. he's coming back on wednesday morning. i'm gonna miss hanging out in his cube and having lunch with him for the next few days.
so i talked to my boss today, and i told him that i wanted to take a long vacation in november, my first true "fun" trip since 2004. he took it pretty well, saying that as long as i gave him advance notice, he would be able to accomodate me and plan around my schedule. so it looks like i'll be able to go to the UK with paul and leeya! i'm excited. the only problem that i can foresee is that the weather there might not be so good at that time. cold and rainy? hm.
last night, i met up with grace and company at BJ's restaurant and brewhouse after they finished up playing volleyball. it was around 9:15pm or so by the time we got there, and servce was horrible, and our waiter disappeared for like a good 20+ minutes before we even ordered. and since the only thing i had to eat that day was breakfast at mcd's and an apple after i got home from work, i was fucking starving. boy, did that angus beef dip taste good. the place was showing the olympics on all of their tv's, so we got to see michael phelps destroy the competition in the 200M butterfly. the entire place started clapping when he won. and fearless greg talked to the management about the horrendous service and got us a 25% discount on the tab. yay greg!
my coworker D is taking off tomorrow night for LA on a rare vacation. i'm taking him to the airport. poor guy, he has to beg (and get *two* managers' approvals) to take a measly three days off from work, and my own boss doesn't even really flinch when i ask for a 2+ week break. he's still treated as a slave, i guess. he definitely earns his salary. i'm happy for him, though; he's been working really hard for a long time, and he definitely deserves a short vacation. i'll miss having him as a lunch buddy for the short time while he's gone.
i picked off the scab from the scratch i got last thursday. it was premature, but i couldn't stop playing with it. so i'll live the consequences of having a scar on my left wrist. ugh. my left forearm looks like i'm a self-multilator or something from all the scars i've gotten from playing basketball these past few months. i wonder why all of a sudden i'm getting scratched up; it's not like i've become more aggressive in driving to the hoop. it certainly makes me think twice about the way i play.
yesterday, i noticed that this girl at the office was wearing red plaid shoes. hm. not sure what i think about those. cool fashion statement? or total faux pas? they were the pointy kind, too, so they really stuck out (literally and figuratively). remember when plaid was in, during the grunge days of the early 90's? i had so many plaid shirts back then. now, i don't even know where they are anymore. during my misguided fashion days, i used to mix plaids with stripes, topped off with red converse chuck taylor's. *embarrassment*
i am steadily gaining weight. it's bothering me immensely. i am getting hungry more intensely and more often during the day, and i am not holding back (volume-wise) as much when i eat. and to top it all off, i think my body is retaining more food, because my morning dumps aren't as big as they used to be. ugh. i need to seriously think about going on a diet. yet, i keep on making plans for dinner with friends, so that isn't helping me. i am pushing 180 now. i need some self-control!
ok, so after consulting with jennie and aimee, it seems i am back to square zero as far as the SYTYCD tour. neither of them can make it. *RAAR* is there no one that wants to see this event? *hopeful eyes*
my car alarm transmitter acts very strangely at the office. normally, it has a very limited range. however, when i park my car at work, my transmitter can activate the alarm from massive distances, like almost double the normal range. *baffled* how is this possible? does the office building/parking lot sit on some weird magnetic field which amplifies signals?
why does michael phelps wear a swimsuit sometimes and go topless other times? and wouldn't that speedo laser suit make him faster if he always wore it?
there's someone in torrance, california that reads this blog by searching for my full name. who are you? do you know me? leave me a message!
i am very curious to see blu-ray porn. i would imagine it to be very glorious-looking. 1080p breasts! hi-def vadges! i bet the girls in the videos would have to be very freshly shaven, as the high definition cameras would be able to pick up any trace of stubble. i wonder if any of my friends with blu-ray players secretly own some. hehe.
ok, time for my 6pm smoke. then a quick dinner downstairs at 7, then gonna rush home to see michael phelps swim.
ah, one of the new blocks in our chip went way over budget as far as area goes; it's like 440K gates, not including SRAM! that's huge. i spent the afternoon helping out and recoding two blocks in MC (module compiler), but alas, it didn't help. i compared one block with a hardware divider, hoping the divider would be smaller, but instead, it was *three* times larger. ha! it goes to show you that you should always avoid doing a divide in hardware. i started laughing when the area numbers came out during the compile.
was the team USA/angola game broadcasted this morning? i woke up around 8am and turned on the tv while i was in bed, but i couldn't find it (i only checked nbc and cnbc). so i went back asleep and finally got up at 10am. and i got scratched again when i played basketball today, although this time, the opposing teammate didn't draw blood. (some blood just bubbled to the surface of the skin.) damn, i should find one of those elastic sleeves that some nba players wear. i played pretty hard today, and i was huffing and puffing, and now i have a dehydration headache.
one of the copiers in our office is really cool; it doubles as a scanner. you just put the paper in it, click on a button, put in your e-mail address, and it scans your document and sends it to your account. pretty amazing stuff. technology is so cool nowadays. i had so send in a W-9 form to some agency today, and i tried faxing it four times on two different machines, but it kept on giving me an error. so i went to an HR lady, and she suggested i scan it and e-mail it to them. it all worked beautifully.
hm. it seems the SYTYCD tour is selling out quickly. i just checked for the "best available" and "any price" tickets, and the seats it gave me were on the upper deck. does that mean that all the better seats are gone by now? ugh. i had better find someone to go with, and quickly. jennie had expressed interest, but she might be in thailand at that time, and i e-mailed aimee today and checked if she and her sister want to go. you internet people are of no help. *grumble*
i have a feeling that my mom and i might fight at some point in time while she's out here. three weeks is a long time for her to be in my face, and i think she might overstep her bounds. she's already gone into my room and cleaned, and i have a dreadful feeling that she might search my closets or something. that would seriously piss me off. we'll see what happens. i've lived with my mom in the same room before (when i was in high school), and we've fought before. i guess when you have too much contact with someone, there's a chance that you can grate on each other's nerves.
i'm IM'ing amyM right now, and she's telling me that there are some nice asian girls out there in hong kong. hm. but i wonder about the fob factor. i mean, they speak english out there in HK, so if anything, there should be the least fobs out there than anywhere in china, right? yeah, i should go visit amy if i can. btw, i still haven't talked to my boss about the UK trip yet.
i'm going to try and have dinner with grace and her volleyball team tonight. but that means i'll be eating around 10:30pm. hm. my last meal today was at 10:30am, so that means 12 hours between meals. i don't think i can last that long; i just went downstairs to the cafeteria to grab a small bite, but there were only potatoes and zucchini left. rats, i got there too late. can i last until dinner? the only thing i have at home is an apple and some pretzels. maybe i should stop by taco bell and grab one item or something to hold me over.
i took two dumps today so far, and one of them actually looked solid. it didn't feel solid, though (it was a short explosive bursty one), but when i looked back at it, it was a small 0.75-inch thick snake. ah, what i wouldn't give to have some solid poo once again.
espn.com did something really weird today. at one point in time, their sportsnation poll question was in french. i don't know if it was a glitch or something, but it must have been a mistake. i should have translated it to see what the question was, but i was too lazy. i did notice that only several hundred people took the poll, though. ha!
i got a message on that dating site from this girl today, and her picture was that of a very attractive blonde caucasian girl. however, when i took a look at her profile, it said that she was latina, and her hair was black. hm. perhaps her picture was not of herself? why would you do such a thing? to attract males at first, who would then see that you're misrepresenting yourself, get pissed off, and then write you off as a liar? *hrmph*
ok. damn. my headache is getting worse. i took some generic tylenol earlier, but it's not working (it never does, for some reason). i'm gonna go home and take some advil. and maybe get some food. ciao!
i was in the company bathroom today taking a leak when all of a sudden, i heard a woman's voice. i sort of did a double take, quickly expunged the piss out of my schlong, zipped up, and turned around. it was a guy! i guess this dude had a very feminine voice, and he was talking to the dude next to me at the other urinal. how weird. i wonder if this guy's married, and if he can get girls being a guy with such an effeminate voice. it reminds me of that _seinfeld_ episode with the bald guy who talked like a woman.
i was starving last night, and it carried over to today. D was working on something until 1pm, so we had a late lunch. i took over the reins of deciding where to go, so i steered us to the cheap mongolian place on castro. i had one and a half plates of food. i was absolutely stuffed by the end of the meal, with massive food coma bearing down on my body. amazingly, i didn't fall asleep in my cube, and i started drinking dr pepper as soon as i got back to work.
i am pissed at the software/architecture group. we designed this WGC block given the original spec, and now they are asking for a design modification because they want a new feature. they never asked for it to begin with, and now they as demanding changes. wtf? what a pain in the ass. i feel bad for M, who has to make these changes. as a hardware designer, i have always gotten upset when i code something given an original spec, and then they go and ask for for something more later on. i mean, how rude and inconsiderate is that? it's like they think it's something simple and negligible to add something on later. *RAAR*
before lunch, i finally watched a poor-quality youtube video of the men's 4x100 freestyle relay from last night. even though i knew what the results were, i was still totally excited during the last 50 meters. amazing and thrilling! my boss is french, and when i brought it up to him, he just shook his head and said there would be a "diplomatic argument" between the two countries. haha.
it seems that espn can't get any footage of the olympics. i think nbc has exclusive rights to all of their broadcasts. it sucks, because when i watched sportscenter at night, i expect to see some highlights from the olympics, but instead, i get mostly baseball updates and some still photos from the beijing games. rats. does anybody know when the team USA/angola game is? it's either at 5am or 8am. if it's the latter, i might actually get up and watch it.
i am considering watching _gossip girl_ when it comes back on in the fall season. why, do you ask? because i think leighton meester is absolutely beautiful. i have watched some hollywood entertainment shows, and i caught sight of her, and i was like, "who *is* that girl?" she has a gorgeous face. innocent and stunning. i would so do her. i heard she plays a bitch on the show, though, so i wonder how that will color my opinion of her.
i am glad that i have a high tolerance. sort of. i mean, i think it's sort of a bummer that i can't get buzzed and happy, but it keeps me from doing stupid things. and it keeps me out of trouble, i.e. drunk driving. i mean, i had six shots worth of alcohol on saturday night, including three shots of tequila in 30 minutes, and i was completely sober afterwards. but i do miss being tipsy. i wonder if my meds have anything to do with my high tolerance, because you'd think that those three quick patron shots should have at least affected me somewhat.
why don't offices/restaurants/movie theaters have nice toilet paper? is crappy toilet paper that much cheaper? it probably is, huh? even though it's way thinner and flimsier, i still use 8 squares of it when i wipe my ass. i do get scared that it'll rip or seep through to my fingers when i use it. so far, it hasn't been a problem though.
i'm having pizza chicago tonight. i wonder if i should leave now to watch michael phelps's third finals race.
i got a lot of people drunk (passed out, puking, etc.) this weekend.
friday night, i organized a drinking/olympics opening ceremony night at edric and charlin's place. we met up at 6:30, and nine of us had dinner at asia village (wolfe and old san francisco). dinner was good, and it was cheap, only $10 a head. i brought over my $54 bottle of patron reposado, and five of us polished off the bottle over the course of the night. we also made some wimpy mixed drinks. i was surprised at how low of a tolerance some people had, and people were messed up. i had four shots myself, and i was pretty much fine.
the olympic opening ceremonies were amazing. i was most impressed by the 2008 drummers at the beginning (with the countdown), and the human-powered moving blocks. simply awesome. of course, i later read this weekend that some of the fireworks were computer-generated for the telecast, so that was a little disturbing and disappointing.
i left around 1am, and later i got a call a drunk text message from edric. haha. i texted him back, and then i got naked for my shower when greg called me from edric's place. apparently edric drunk dialed greg's wife cheryl, and they went over to check out the action. ha! what a night.
saturday morning, peter woke me up at 10:30, and i met up with him at queen house for an early lunch. i had 12 pork and leek dumplings, which was very filling. and then, a few hours later, i had ANOTHER lunch with paul, leeya, aimee and nelson at pho kim long. i mean, i didn't want to eat, but since i was there, i couldn't pass up having their #27. i was amazed that i was able to scarf it down. i was doubly stuffed.
we went to the bevmo in the great mall, and i bought four shot glasses and two whiskey tumblers for jenS's housewarming party later on that night. then, we went back to paul's place to watch some olympics action. then, it was off to jen's party.
i didn't eat much since i was full from my two lunches, and when john arrived, i had three whiskey's. we watched a lot of olympics, and i just hung out watched tv. we watched michael phelps win the gold in the 400 IM. amazing! he broke his own world record, and he didn't even wear that magical speedo swimsuit.
john and grace left and came back with a 375ml of patron blanco, and i made jen do three shots in like 40 minutes. i, of course, did them (along with other people) with her, and she seemed fine at first. then, it all hit her like a brick wall, and she got really sick. i felt really guilty. we put her to bed at like 2am, and then grace, cheryl and i cleaned up the place for her. i went to bed at 3am. (i was completely sober, amazing!)
sunday, i met up with jenC at hobee's for brunch. i hadn't seen her in over a decade, so i didn't quite know what she looked like. she had long hair, but her face was pretty much the same. we caught up, and then we went on a long walk on stanford campus, as i showed her all the new buildings that had gone up.
then, i took a nap, and i watched more olympics. man, i LOVE the olympics. i am so happy that i can watch as much as i want to. i taped the team USA/china game, so i was glad that we won. we shot the 3-ball slightly better in the 2nd half, and we're going to need to do that in order to beat the better teams.
alan finally called me back, and i met up with them in downtown redwood city to watch _the mummy_. i got a southern chicken sandwich at mcd's and ate it on the drive up (i got it because it had no sauce and therefore was safe to eat in the car). the movie was horrible. i was hoping for a good fight between michelle yeoh and jet li, but alas, it was not choregraphed by the likes of yuen wo ping or anything. even alan, who likes bad movies, said it sucked.
after i left rwc, i went to paul's house, where he, mikeC and nelson were playing command and conquer. i surfed the internet and played with spike for a while and then went home.
ah, what a weekend of drinking and watching the olympics. next saturday, my mom comes, so the fun ends there.
man, it's been a satisfying day at work. first, we got the WGC to function properly; it had been broken since the chip came back, and we finally figured out why. it turned out to be a simple programming issue, and now it's all fine and dandy. and next, i was going to put this off until monday, but i just buckled down this afternoon and wrote an OD-actuve test, and after working out a few kinks, it works! my boss is very pleased. so all in all, it's been a good day, heck a good week of productivity. *flex*
i'm going to be drinking tonight and tomorrow night. ah, the last hurrah weekend before my mom arrives next saturday. after lunch at the rivermark today (horrible chipotle chicken pasta at the prolific oven), i went over to safeway and bought a $54 bottle of patron reposado tequila. shots at edric and char's place tonight! i think we'll also be watching the opening ceremony of the olympics while we do them. and tomorrow night is jen's housewarming party. i'll be bringing over a bottle of irish whiskey for that event. i really hope i don't get hangovers; gotta remember to drink water and/or puke out the alcohol before i go to sleep.
i am SO happy for the winner of _sytycd_. i watched the 2-hour results finale at jay and margaret's house last night. it was a lot of fun to watch it with other people who cared. and it was a great finale. they danced some of the best routines from the season, and i also really enjoyed the popping dance-off with phillip chbeeb. that guy rocks. btw, i am still looking for someone to go to the tour with, so if you want to go, let me know! but man, what an awesome show. i LOVE it! (and the little bonus of the night was seeing lauren gottlieb again, although i didn't quite like her hair.)
so it looks like the cute office girl is out of the picture, not that i knew how to approach her anyway. i walked by her cube today, and there's a picture of her and her daughter. so i bet she's married. oh well. i guess i can just admire her from afar now.
my coworker D took his US citizenship test today. it was at 7:30am. ouch! it turned out to be pretty easy, although he got at least one question wrong. the interviewer asked him, "what is the most important right of a citizen?" he was stumped, and he answered, "uh, liberty?" hehe. oh well, he passed anyway. he was also asked to write the sentence, "the white house has a big tree." i guess they just wanted to see if he was literate. anyways, i hope he get his citizenship soon so he can get a passport. he currently has a taiwan passport, but he can't go back there because they'll draft him into the army.
i met up with my ex-coworker S today for lunch. she told me that she got into a car accident (she was talking on her cell phone) last month, and the guy she ran into asked her out and gave her his number. ha! what a way to pick up girls! i asked her if the guy was cute, and she sort of shook her head and said that the guy was balding. so i guess she's not calling him back.
a lot of my people from my company are going to the battle of the bay (49ers vs. raiders) tonight. it's at the oakland coliseum. i would never go there. raiders fans are fanatical nuts. i've heard that there have been stabbings and stuff. the black hole! hell, i'm afraid when i go to warriors games, since the oracle arena is right next to the coliseum. oakland in general scares the bejeezus out of me, since there are so many homicides there.
remember when jay and margaret's dog kobe bit my toe earlier this year? and i couldn't play basketball for three weeks? i realized that i am still terrified of that dog. last night, when i was at their house, i instinctively got very skittish whenever kobe got close to me. he would come up and sniff my feet, and i was so afraid that he'd bite me again. when the winner of _sytycd_ was announced, i sort of leapt up off the couch, and i didn't realize that kobe was right at my feet, so he sort of freaked out, snarled, and nipped at my socks. luckily, i noticed in time, and i pulled my feet up on the couch, so he didn't get me or anything. but man, that could have been an ugly situation all over again. that dog is out of control sometimes, and i really hope they deal with him before the baby arrives.
ok. gotta respond to some facebook messages before i head off. i hope we get some dinner before we start doing patron shots, or else i'm gonna be toast.
i was talking to D today, and we were on the topic of fraternities. i asked him if he thought i was a frat boy. he responded, "hell yeah!" hehe. i was surprised. do i come across as one? i don't think so. but in college, i did associate often with the lambdas (an asian fraternity). alan, jay and peter were all lambdas, and i went to all of their parties. in retrospect, a small part of me wishes i had rushed, but that's only because i wished i had more connections. i would have had none of the hazing, though; i've heard some of the stories, and i just wouldn't have dealt with the stuff at all.
i think i've given up on four eleven girl. it's ok; i think she's super hella cute, but she's not responding to my two messages, and there are a few red flags (including her ridiculous height) that i'm very suspicious of. i'm just a little disappointed because i really wanted to meet her in person and see just how cute she was in real life. her pictures make her potentially the cutest girl that i may have ever seen.
leeya's her height, and during last weekend, when i saw her, i sort of sidled up to her and gauged how i would deal with someone who was 4'11". for example, i pictured how i low i would have to stoop down to kiss her, and i'm telling ya, it wasn't pretty. very impractical.
back in 1998, i designed this block called HPIP. it was my baby. i was so proud of it, and at the time, when the chip came back, it worked perfectly. however, after i left the company, there was this bug called the famous "white dot problem," and it's been around ever since. however, today, ten years later, the problem was finally solved. i'm very relieved, because that blemish on HPIP has been marring my pride. so yay!
for the fifth time in a month, my blood was drawn while i played basketball. ugh. robin scratched my left arm yet again while i tried to lay the ball in. i took a look at his fingernails, and they're cut short. i don't understand. for whatever reason, he's really good at getting me to bleed, and i'm getting really upset about it. *RAAR* i guess i should learn my lesson and not try to drive against him.
*sigh* _sytycd_ ends tonight. it's been a good season. even though the dances haven't been as memorable as last year, i still have become attached to the dancers themselves. last year, i fell in love with lauren and dominic. however, i didn't care for any of the final four that much. this year, i really like all of the final four. katee is amazing, joshua is inspirational, twitch is cool, and courtney is really cute. i would be happy if any of them won. and tonight, i'm heavily anticipating the dance-off between that street dancer and philip chbeeb. it's gonna be awesome. chbeeb is way hella rad.
i've decided i don't like corn chips. i only had a sausage and egg mcmuffin to eat today, so i was starving half an hour ago. i was craving corn chips because i've been seeing the VP eating them lately, so i got a bag of frito's. but man, after like one or two bites, they started to get really nasty. no more frito's for me! also, they're more than 50% fat, calorie-wise.
i haven't heard from amyM ever since school started for her. i hope she's doing well. i really hope we keep in touch and stay friends. i remember when carol left for business school in NYC, we used to talk every tuesday night. but we had to stop when she left, and ever since then, we hardly ever talk anymore. i guess things just sort of died out. i really don't want that to happen with amy.
christi is a facebook fiend. she just joined this week, and within her first one or two days, she amassed over 100 friends. wow. i have one random friend who keeps on inviting me to the petrolhead application over and over again, and it's getting really annoying. i'm going to tell her to stop doing that or else i'm going to de-friend her.
ugh. i'm burping up the corn chips now, and it tastes like burnt cardboard.
so instead of their greek cruise, paul and leeya have decided to tour the UK (mainly ireland and scotland) in november instead. i really want to go. cost is not an issue for me, and vacation days aren't, either. (i have six+ weeks of vacation accrued.) the issue is whether work can survive 3 weeks without me. we may be in the middle of a project by then, who knows. i gotta talk to my boss about this, because i haven't taken a good, solid vacation in four years. i'm WAY past due. and i've always wanted to go to the UK; i've only been to oxford, and i briefly (for like one afternoon) gone to london.
haha. one of the managers just stopped in my cube to ask for my advice for his fantasy football draft. that means football season is upon us! :) i CANNOT wait. fuck baseball. this weekend is the start of preseason football, and if i'm free, i'll eagerly lap up any of the games i can catch. (yes, even preseason games.)
ok. gotta go. i'm headed to jay's for the _sytycd_ finale soon. go katee! (or joshua)
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!
we had *16* people show up for basketball today. due to my poor free throw shooting, i had to sit out for two games in the middle. overall, i was kind of tired because city beach was closed to open play last week. i did, however, make this sweet move where i pump-faked this big defender into the air, and i drove by him and made a nice finger roll into the basket. that was awesome.
i found a big, huge bug in my code today during testing. it was horrible. when i saw it, i couldn't believe how bad i had messed up. the text seemed to leap into the air, through my eyes, and strike me right into my brain. i made a big, loud exclamation, and my cubicle neighbor laughed. luckily, i was able to fix it with simple text replacement, and so far, the test seems to work now. *bonk* what a stupid mistake.
jenC moved back to the bay area! she had been working in minnesota for walmart as a buyer, and was very unresponsive to my e-mails. she finally returned an e-mail of mine entitled "spring's here" (ha, a whole season late) giving me good news, so i was all excited. jen and i became friends when we were dormmates my junior year at stanford. i had my guy drawmates, and she had her drawmates. i think of all the girls, i became closest to her. so i hope i'll be able to hang out with her soon in the near future. i'll call up jack, too, because i'm sure he'll be happy to see her as well.
my dad wrote me an e-mail today entitled "privacy." he said that he "peeked" at my blog, and he wasn't happy with what he read. he wondered if i would ever be able to land a girl with what i write; it's not the first time someone's expressed the same thing. i dunno. maybe i should rethink about the issue of self-censorship? what do you guys think?
i read the recap of team USA's game against australia this morning. we only won by 11 points, and we shot horribly from 3 and the free throw line. ugh. it looks bad for us. i mean, andrew bogut wasn't even playing for australia, and we had problems with them? ugh. we had better get our shit together or else it's another no-gold for us in the olympics.
i took five dumps yesterday, once again. i think it was the bleu cheese on my burger or something. i had a lingering stomachache after dinner (i went to la bamba with mikeT), and i kept on having to rush to the bathroom while watching tv. my asshole was so raw from all that wiping, and soaping my butt during my nightly shower was very painful. things are ok today, but man, it wasn't pleasant last night.
i'm not sure what to do about the cute girl at my office. i saw her a couple of times when she went to the bathroom, but i was very careful not to stare at her too long, or else it would look very weird and creepy. i love the fact that she wears glasses, but i'm afraid that she won't look as good without them on. she dresses well, too, which makes her look even more attractive. hm. what to do...
i wish there were a better public transportation system here. i'm supposed to "train" my friend jessica to build up her alcohol tolerance, but that's not really possible when we have to drive to a bar to drink and then drive home. i mean, if we were in NYC or tokyo, then there would be cabs or trains, and it would be easy to get home after getting drunk. but not here. i think if i lived in either of those cities, i would drink a lot more. when i lived in kyoto, i went to bars all the time, even on weeknights. that was the only time when i grew to like beer, because i had it so often.
japan was also the time when i had the most alcohol. there was one night when i had FIVE long island iced teas. i passed out at the end of the hallway in the bar, puked on the floor right in front of me, and passed out again. i remember the bartender waking me up, asking me if the puke was mine, and i said no. ha! i mean, it was so OBVIOUS that it was mine, hehe. later on, i met her, and she told me that she was the one who had to clean up my regurgitation (major embarrassment). anyways, the next morning, i had to take a class trip to hiroshima, and i couldn't even hold down water. my host dad laughed at me when i ran to the bathroom to hurl that water into the toilet.
do you girls out there remember when you had your hymen broken? did it really hurt a lot? i've never had experience with that; all of the girls i slept with weren't virgins when i met them. i imagine that these days, with the advent of tampons, girls don't have their hymens intact when they lose their virginity. i've only read about that stuff in fictional stories and stuff. *shrug*
still no takers on the _sytycd_ tour, huh? i really want to go this year, although not as badly as last year. there weren't as many memorable dance routines this season; my favorite by far happened in the very first week: katee and joshua's "no air," choreographed by napoleon and tabitha. and the big bummer is that youtube took down the video. damn you, fox!
ok. time for my 6pm smoke. i think i'm having dinner with jennie tonight. gombei, here we come!
hrmph. so one of ting's coworkers apparently has connections to HP pavilion, so she already got tickets to the _sytycd_ tour. she didn't feel comfortable asking that person for a ticket for me, so i guess i'm going to have to fend for myself if i want to go. and i *do* want to go, so i'm coming to you guys with a proposition: do any of you guys out in internetland want to go with me to the tour? they're coming to HP pavilion on september 25th. PLEASE? it'll be fun!
i had a monster tic today in my cube, and my left fist swung around, and i punched myself in my balls. ouchie! i froze for a bit, and then the sharp, stunning pain rose from within my loins and radiated to my brain. YOWZA. ah, violent, self-flagellating tourette's. the worst kind. :(
we went to st. john's for lunch today, and i ordered the kobe burger #1: bleu cheese, bacon, serrano peppers, and chipotle mayo on a brioche bun (no idea waht a brioche bun was). i don't think i'll get it again. i couldn't taste a significant difference between the kobe beef and a regular hamburger patty, and the bleu cheese was sort of nasty. it was $9.95 before tax, and that's pretty stiff for a hamburger. oh well, at least i tried something new and different.
my morning song: "discipline" by nine inch nails. i don't like this song. i think NIN's stuff has been crap ever since _the downward spiral_ album. trent reznor, imho, has completely lost his mojo, and i'm just glad that i got to see him in concert when he was at his prime. he's coming to concert again (at the oracle arena), but i have absolutely no interest in going. i don't know what happened to his music, but it's just tuneless and a big old mess. and i used to be a huge NIN fan; i own a bunch of his t-shirts, and like three posters. ah, teenage angst. back when i was courting k1 and didn't know if we'd end up together, i used to writhe in agony to "something i can never have" in my dorm room.
i have taken three dumps today. during the second one, my ass dripped brown water like a leaky faucet. it was pretty gross. it was all warm and stuff. at first, i was afraid it was blood, but i was very happy to look back and see that it wasn't red. i haven't had a bloody dump in many months, i'm glad to report. oh, which reminds me, i need to schedule a physical soon.
i'm debating whether i should get up at 5am to watch team USA play australia tomorrow morning. chances are, there's no way in hell i'll do it. but i really like watching us play, and i want to gauge how good we are. i guess it's not that important yet. if it were a real olympic game, i'd be more inclined to do it. damn this time difference!
at chili's saturday night, cheryl asked me whether i would like a six-pack on a girl. i thought about it a bit, and i said that i would only like a slightly distinguishable six-pack. if it were rock-hard and very well-defined it wouldn't be attractive; it would put me to shame, too. the only girl i know who has semi-decently-defined abs is diana, and i think it looks good on her. oh, and i used to have a six-pack, too, but that was mainly because i was super-skinny, did a bunch of crunches because of taiko, and basically had no body fat. but those days are long gone; i've got a poodge now!
i'm looking forward to jen's housewarming party on saturday. an excuse to drink! hopefully, i won't have to drive, and i can get liquored up. of course, i'll be bringing a bottle of whiskey (probably bushmills), and i can convince john to go. i haven't gone to a party (with drinking in mind) in a while, so it'll get good to loosen up a bit.
i have vivid memories of this party i went to many years ago back when i lived with paul at lenox. there was one japanese girl who i thought was cute (i forget her name). anyways, i brought my own liquor, this 375ml bottle of citrus gin. (i hate gin, by the way, so i don't remember why i bought this for myself.) i got massively drunk, and when i left, i just walked over to this girl and said goodbye to just her. and then, when i got home, i walked out of the car and straight into a tree. i couldn't control myself! haha.
alcohol has played an important role in igniting my relationships. if i weren't for getting drunk, i might not have hooked up with k1 or k2; i was pretty liquored up the night i got together with both of them. what can i say; i guess i needed my inhibitions down in order to make the first move because i was such a wuss back then. i don't know if i need alcohol now like i needed it back then, though. hopefully i have grown a set of balls now.
however, i have never understood casual drunken sex. you know, like those college students who go to florida for spring break, get blasted every night and go on fuckfest rampages. where's the joy in that? i guess you get laid, and that may be a little fun, but i don't see much value otherwise. i mean, i have had one drunken one night stand in my life, but i don't look back on it with much feeling of dignity. in fact, i sort of feel dirty and cheap about it. somehow, i can't separate emotions from sex. and i guess that's where i'm different from all those spring breakers.
ok. mikeT just called. we're meeting at la bamba on castro for dinner. not sure if i am up for a burrito, so maybe i'll just get a soft taco or two.
i had a very good weekend. i slept late on all three three days (past 2am on friday and saturday night), so i got my fill of activities. boy, am i tired, though.
friday night, i met up with geoff, mikeC, and nelson in mountain view. we went to fiesta del mar too for dinner. i got my chimichanga, and boy, was it good. ah, deep fried burrito. i was absolutely stuffed afterwards, and i had to go to the bathroom to take a dump after the meal. nelson and geoff got regular burritos, and they were pretty bad (just tortillas and meat), so i wouldn't recommend getting those. but the chimichanga is the way to go, if you don't mind taking a few months off your life.
afterwards, we went back to nelson's house for a little bit, and we watched part of _the fog_. the reason why i was interested in this movie was because selma blair was in it. the first scene with her had her in bed, with her pants partly off and her in her underwear. "strange," i thought.
then, we headed over to paul's place, where i finished watching the movie. then, i watched _rise of the silver surfer_ in its entireity. i had wanted to see this movie in the theaters, but i'm glad i didn't because it was pretty bad. jessica alba looks horrible in blonde hair. overall, though, i was mildly entertained because i had such low expectations. low expectations are key. then, i watched the end of _demolition man_, perhaps my favorite sylvester stallone movie. taco bell!
saturday, i had lunch with alex and jay at miyake. it was great seeing alex again, and also great to eat at miyake as well. i got the chelsea roll (named after chelsea clinton when she went to stanford), a poki deluxe (miyake makes the best poki, aka spicy tuna), and an unagi. unfortunately, most of the conversation centered around babies, as alex has one, and jay is about to be a dad. so i didn't have much to contribute. afterwards, we went to red mango, but alas, yul wasn't working there.
after lunch, i went back home and took a nap, and then i watched some of the pro football hall of fame speeches. i called around during dinner time for eating companions, and i was about to give up, but then, john called me late, and i met up with him and grace at the north krung thai. they have jun pad poo, but it was only so-so.
then, john and i headed to the fremont chili's, where ed was bartending. we met up with greg and cheryl, who were already there. cheryl was sporting a blue drink, one of ed's "special tea's." john got one, but without the blue so it wouldn't look so girly. ed must have put 5-6 shots in it, and by the end of it, john got a headache. i sipped some of it, and it tasted like pineapple juice. very dangerous. it was only $5! i got a double shot of bushmills; they had jameson there, but it was the dregs. we chatted for a while, but john's headache was bad, so i took him home around 11 or so.
after i got home, i watched team USA play russia in shanghai. we didn't look so good. we didn't shoot well, our defense was lacking, and we only won by 20 points. spain blew out russia previously, so we had better get more focused when we hit the olympics. spain and greece are in our group, btw.
sunday, seven of us went to dynasty for a long-awaited dim sum outing. it was grand. then, we hit yogurtland for dessert, and i went home and took another nap. i woke up to this horrible movie _without a paddle_ with seth green, and i finished watching it before heading out to the palo alto obon. i joined kara and gabe and watched san jose taiko's set. you know, they claim to be a world-class taiko troupe, but they just look silly. i think part of it is their outfits. and their songs don't really seem that compelling.
after that, i joined my coworker D at ryowa for a quick dinner, grabbed a pearl tea drink at tea era (roasted barley, of course), bought another pearl tea drink at tap-ex for leeya, and went to paul's house, where five of the guys were engaged in some serious LAN gaming. i don't game, so i watched _the other boleyn girl_, another movie that i had wanted to watch in the theaters. my main impetus for watching this was because of natalie portman. i don't like scarlett johansson, though; i think she's ugly. it was an ok movie, and once again, i'm glad i didn't pay to see this movie. and then, i caught the last 45 minutes of _superbad_, my favorite movie of 2007. i went home around 11pm.
all in all, a great weekend. one more weekend of fun before my mom arrives and shuts the whole operation down.
for the first time at the office, when i went to take a leak, i smelled something rank coming out of the stalls. as i approached the urinal, i spied a pair of feet on the ground in the nearest stall, and then my nose curled. man, it was stinky. i have never been able to smell another person's shit, but this time, it was unmistakeable. disgusting, strong, and utterly nasty. i tried holding my breath as i took my whiz, and then i got the hell out of there (after washing my hands, of course). *whew* this guy must have had eaten something rotten for lunch.
alex is in town! if all goes right, jay and i will be meeting him for lunch tomorrow in palo alto. maybe we'll even hit up red mango for froyo afterwards and see yul working there. ah, i get so starstruck when i see yul, hehe. i suggested either miyake or peninsula creamery for a lunch venue, and i'm looking forward to either place. it'll either be poki deluxe rolls or the chicken salad melt sandwich. *yum*
so i did it. i plunked down my credit card number and signed up for a one month subscription to that dating site. all just to talk to the super-cute shortie. i really hope she writes back. however, by doing so, anyone can write an e-mail to me, and i got a message from a non-picture-posting caucasian girl from palo alto. she said that she would send me pictures if i write to her e-mail address, but that's very questionable. i have to admit i'm curious, but at this point, i'm leaning towards not responding.
after i started going to college, i have never considered going out with a non-asian girl. when i grew up in texas, there were so few asians that i practically thought i was white, so i was attracted to mostly caucasian girls. however, once i hit stanford, where asians were like 25+% of the population, i got yellow-washed. of course, k1 was only half-chinese (ah, hapas are hot, aren't they?) but after her, i was on a strict asian-only diet. and i've been that way ever since. when i signed up on this dating site, i've gotten quite a few flirts from caucasian girls, and that took me by surprise. do white girls really want to date asian men? is there some sort of reverse fetish here?
is phone sex still around as an industry? i figure, with the advances of broadband, web chats and video chats would have taken its place. why only listen to a sexy girl when you can see her as well? i ask because i remember all those phone sex ads in the few old porn magazines that i own. oh, and i also wonder whether skin mags sales have gone down as well, with the advent of the internet. why pay $5 or so for a magazine when you can easily find plentiful free or (relatively) cheap porn on the web?
to welcome a new employee, eight of us went out to lunch today. we wound up going to the fish market. i don't really like fish (unless it's in sushi), so i got the fish and chips. ick. it was too greasy, and i felt sick afterwards. the only time where i enjoyed fish and chips was when i was in england. i was in oxford, and k2 and i went to harry ramsden's. it was awesome. i loved it so much, i think we went back there again. but so far, in the states, i have yet to have the dish and like it; i've always felt disgusting after eating it.
i had a long ingrown hair on my cheek that i finally attacked last night. i mean, i did some serious surgery on it. it had been festering for a few days, causing a big lump on my cheek. so i scraped and poked at it with some tweezers, but that didn't do anything, so i finally got a pair of nail clippers and cut the lump open. (yes, i said surgery, didn't i?) it bled, but finally, the hair popped out, and it was LONG. i pulled it out, and today, the lump has shrunk back down to almost normal. i know plucking hairs runs the risk of having ingrown hairs, but i can't stop. it's an obsession of mine. so fun, so satisfying.
tickets for the _sytycd_ tour go on sale tomorrow. if i can find people to go with, i want to see it. i don't love the dancers this season as much as i did last year, but i still think it'll be a lot of fun. speaking of the show, i think the title will come down to katee and joshua. katee is the better dancer, but joshua has definitely risen to the challenge, and he has far exceeded expectations, given the fact that he has had no classical training. bravo!
after watching the _sytycd_ results show last night, i switched over to MTV and watched _abdc_. ah, more dancing. fanny pak really impressed me. everybody in the crew even wore special contact lenses for their routine (to missy elliott's song "get ur freak on"). they were cool! the lenses made them look psychotic and stuff. group choreography seems tough because you have to keep track of where everybody is and what each of them is doing.
ah, another week gone by. i don't have any real plans this weekend, aside from dinner tonight with geoff, and lunch tomorrow with alex and jay. we'll see what i can come up with. i better get some fun in these next two weekends, because after that, in mid-august, my mom comes into town for three weeks. ok, take it easy folks!