| 23 oct 2001 when the hell is daylight savings?� i thought it happened on some sunday or something, but there's only one sunday left in the month.� *shrug* i'm not looking forward to it... even though i'll get an extra hour of sleep, it'll make days get dark really quick, and that's just fucking depressing... dude.� jay, margaret and i had korean food last night!� we went to korea house!� yay!� after maybe two YEARS of hiatus, i finally heard that the place had reopened after it had some kind of fire.� but anyway, we drove there, and i was all anxious that the rumor i heard was false, and it was still closed.� but we saw the light was on, and bam!� it had a new interior, which is much brighter than it used to be.� and the food was pretty much the same.� hella yummy. the grandma was still there, peppy as usual, and when i walked in there, i looking for a sign of recognition on her face.� but she asked me if i had been there before, so i didn't know if that was a real question or a rhetorical one...� i was expecting margaret to do her korean duties and speak to them in the native language, thereby hoping to score us some free jap chae, but she was kind of shy about speaking, so jay and i thought our chances were pretty slim... but they gave us free jap chae anyway.� so fucking stoked. anyways, jay and i both pigged out.� i was so happy. margaret brought up a sensitive topic: starving yourself to lose weight.� my ears perked up in an alarming way, as i listened to her talk about not eating for a few days (not eating to her means just eating a light lunch and nothing else).� and i just got really worried.� i was more upset on the inside, but i just didn't show it... you know, i just don't understand why some women are so sensitive to weight issues.� it makes me sad to watch people battle with body image problems.� *sigh* i dunno.� i guess some people are just really critical of themselves.� on sunday, both rainbow and margaret were looking at pictures of themselves, and they were just really picky, complaining about how they're not photogenic, blah blah blah.� oh well.� i mean, we all want to look good, but obssessing about it is just really destructive. ----- i've spent most of today in the lab.� argh.� lots of testing to do, and thing with labwork is, it's a lot of manual work.� and waiting around for things to boot, initializing stuff, etc.� it's not very fun.� luckily, i was still able to play basketball during lunch.� i felt bad, because the teams were kind of unevenly balanced.� luckily, i got to be on the dominant team the whole time, and we didn't lose a single game.� but still... one of the guys was kind of frustrated because the other team was not doing an effective job at defense. in between games, william was asking me how the journal was going.� and i was like, "it's going pretty well!"� but damn.� as of this moment, i have nothing to say.� i'm sort of in a funk now. i am battling this weird skin condition.� my left eyelid (and now my left cheekbone area) is all fucked up.� i've got this weird rash.� like a dry patch.� a friend said it was eczema when she looked at it in new york.� i dunno.� it's itchy, and it looks like someone punched me or something.� *sigh*� you know, with all the shit we come into contact with every day, it's amazing that we don't come down with weird illnesses and conditions more often.� but anyways, margaret lent me some eucerin cream, and it seems like it might be improving.� i dunno.� stupid fucking eczema. oh shit.� i forgot to talk about my dream last night.� night #4 of funky whacked out dreams.� i was at some taiko convention, and for some reason, there was a massage parlor or whorehouse nearby, so alan and i visited there.� and apparently, i got a girl for somewhere around $300 (which doesn't sound so bad), but i don't remember dreaming about any of the sex part.� and then, a group of my friends and i were sitting in a circle, and we were talking about renting a room for a threesome menage.� alan nominated me and two girls, one of which was margaret, and jay got all weirded out.� so he kicked me off the nomination and chose himself, and he and the two girls went and romped for a while.� and that's pretty much all i remember from the dream. you know, if i get up too early, i get this strange morning sickness where i just feel like throwing up.� but since my stomach is empty, i can't really yack anything up.� i just wind up heaving up a lot of spit.� this happened to me this morning, when i got up at 10:15.� that was just too early for me, but i had to get up at that time because i was supposed to be in lab by 10:30.� *sigh* um, yeah.� morning sickness.� yay.� and i'm not pregnant or anything. shit.� no one wants to go to orbital with me?� i guess it's too late, since the concert is tomorrow night.� oh well.� the new album is kind of jacked anyway.� i'd only be going to see their older songs, especially "satan."� muhahahahaha.� no.� really.� it's a really incredible song to see performed live. would _sex and the city_ be as popular if the title of the show didn't have "sex" in it?� it makes me wonder, because my dvd copies of the complete seasons #1 and #2 are constantly being borrowed by my coworkers.� i mean, it's a great show... but for all those people who don't know it's that good... are they just borrowing it because they think it might be titillating soft-core porn?� i wonder... oh, and dude.� speaking of porn, watching it on alex's 60+ inch widescreen tv is quite an experience.� of course, it was a little weird with like five guys sitting on the couch watching some guy pumping away at a girl, but still... it gives a whole new nasty dimension to the term "couch potato." |