| 22 jun 2001 ah. the week is almost over. this was a really strange week. sort of odd. i guess i was coming down from the awesome weekend i had, and i just didn't feel very vivacious or something. my body is just full of aches and pains. my arms hurt a bit from taiko practice. my feet hurt from all the basketball. my back and neck are sore from sleeping in a funky position. speaking of sleep, for some reason, i haven't gotten a really good night's rest at the new place yet. i don't know what it is... i mean, i am sleeping on the same futon i've been using for like the past four years... sleep is very important to me. i spend more of my life doing this one activity than anything else, so i BETTER do it right. hm. and i haven't had any cool naked dreams lately, either. something is awry. i am getting very peeved by my tourette's lately. that little grunt tic i have has morphed into this intense scrunching of my face. it's fucking annoying. the reason why i didn't think much of it earlier was because i get these little phases of tics. like sniffing in the springtime. or coughing or something like that. they usually come and go after a few weeks. but this one seems more persistent. and it's a reminder of my TS that i just don't welcome... for half a year now, my body's been behaving, and now it's starting to act up again, right when i was enjoying my new life without TS? shit, man. i haven't seen jay much this week. i've actually gone out and hung out with some taikofolk this week. yup. during a couple of weekdays. which sounds normal for some of you, but it's quite a new thing for me, having a social life during on a weekday. i like not living so far south, because that just made me really lazy and unwilling to drive... "what, HALF AN HOUR to drive up... fuggedaboudit..." but now, kara's place is only ONE exit north of me on the 101, so that's just plain negligible. i want more pearl milk tea expeditions! but yeah. i haven't hung out with jay much. he also works out, which is a divergent factor in our free time. i HATE working out. i think of it as a modern form of torture... all those funky contraptions and stuff, whose only goal is to rip your muscles and force them to grow back thicker and stronger and bigger. yuck. i worked out for one whole month freshman year. i will admit that i got stronger (especially on the lat pulls), and my favorite exercise was the vertical fly... but besides that, it was just painful. i hated it. so needless to say, i stopped. thanks to lan and winnie for commenting about the eyelid surgery thing. and to adam for his little blurb on the asshole pain, which really surprised me. i didn't think anyone would want to comment about that stuff. eeeewwwww... hm. not much tv this week. maybe it's a good thing. yeah, it's definitely a good thing, especially now that all the shows are in rerun mode. and besides, sportscenter is a total dud now, since it's all baseball highlights. but last night, i did sit myself down and watch some telly. i saw this new wwf/mtv reality series called "tough enough" or something like that, about people applying to go to wrestling school and compete for two spots (one man, one woman) that come with guaranteed wwf wrestling contracts. i found it oddly amusing. one of the judges was tazz, this 5'9" rolly-polly tough-guy thug wannabe in the WWF. it was interesting to see him and other wrestlers like al snow be normal, meaning being without their wrestling personas. but once in a while, tazz would get all angry and stuff and berate the shit out of the contestant. he said that he was bitter because he spent ten years trying to break into the wwf, and now these punks get a chance at an automatic contract after just nine weeks. bitter, indeed. i'm glad one of the finalists dropped out though. his name was tom, and he's possibly the most egocentric guy i've ever seen on tv. he basically said something like, "i know i'm better than the people out here, and i know i'm better than anyone else." he basically had NO DOUBT that he would make the finals. which he did, but still... that kind of arrogance wants me to rip his head off. thank goodness he backed out. whatever happened to the actor's strike? isn't that why they were lining up all these reality tv series, because they wouldn't have the talent to pull off normal television shows? it's been a light week of e-mailing. although i did get e-mails from two people whose messages make me perk up the most... karen and letitia. BUT... before you get excited for me, they were really brief notes, not meaty blitzes. letitia's travelling in morocco or something, and karen's in crunch time at med school. damn. don't you hate that? when you get an e-mail or something from someone you REALLY want to talk to, but it just all comes out flimsy and unsubstantial? what a letdown. karen is going to guatemala for her month-long summer break. she asked me what i wanted from there, and i replied that i didn't want anything specifically from guatemala, but something that had everything to do with her... i wanted three pictures of her, reflecting the three most important moods of my life: happy. silly. sexy. yup. that's about it from me this week. very blah, i must say. even that meeting with karine wasn't very blood-churning. although i did get worked up about her eye surgery, i didn't really feel any emotions in the whole rendezvous itself. i guess i wasn't expecting any to begin with... but i do find it AMAZING that someone who i was so close to for four years now seems like a stranger to me, with these really subtle hints of familiarity that flit in and out in little glints. very surreal. onward! to next week! |