good lordy. we ate too much again. i'm growing that third trimester baby!
i once managed to convince a friend, for about 15 minutes, that a food coma was permanent. i convinced him that the glycemic index, when too high, causes one to momentarily lose oxygen and pass out. this short deprivation of oxygen to the brain can be fatal, and at times result in a permanent coma, thereafter referred to as a food coma.
i am evil.
i had a good weekend. erik came to visit from boston again and we spent the weekend running around. thursday was shopping and eating. a lot. friday was working in a cafe on this damn thesis, and dinner at brother's with jp, valente, and patti. we went and got drunk afterwards. more like, we went and got rcp drunk.
saturday, we got up to go to kabuki springs for a japanese shiatsu massage, missed goonley and meta for breakfast, and headed down to a very cold and cloudy santa cruz. and i mean cold. it was 50 degrees! we came up to koi palace for dinner (good food but quite expensive, not quite sure it is worth the price), then went clubbing at bliss, skylark, and end up. when i get drunk, i partake in bad behavior, as evidenced by the two guys who called and left messages on my answering machine today. **warning to you all**: DO NOT LET ME DRINK in the future. i don't dare fathom what i did to make them call, nor do i want to know. and let's leave it at that.
will i be calling them back? no. i get beer goggles when i'm drunk.
this am, we got up and met meta and goonley for dim sum. i've always liked meta very much, although i don't know her too well, but today i began to like her even more, as i have discovered in her a partner who enjoys tormenting goonley as much as i do but is far more successful at it than i am. the problem with my tormenting of friends/loved ones is that i'm horrible at it. i'm too nice for my own good, and rather playful and goofy and harmless in my humor. but meta feeds my will to fight back. she gives my combative side life, breathes sarcasm and wit into my mouth, and helps me retaliate for all the years of lost arguments imposed by goonley. (seriously, don't argue with him unless you're more stubborn than an angry asian mom. he's a tenacious thing when on a vendetta to prove himself right. note to goonley: i am intelligent, contrary to your beliefs =)!) we four walked around, got some boba, bought some dvds, and parted. it'll probably be three more months until i see them again, but it's always a pleasure to hang out with those two.
then erik and i shopped around, walked from masonic and geary's trader joes all the way back to my apartment and then here i am, finishing my report and getting ready to watch infernal affairs. it's got a few of my favorite actors: tony leung, a hong kong pop star/singer andy liu and of course, unintelligible mandarin. gotta love it.
i just have to say three things before signing off:
1) my new hair cut kicks butt because it defies gravity.
angle of incidence = f(time, quantity of hair clay, fidgeting, wind). right now, it's sticking straight up.
per meta and goonley's suggestion, tomorrow i will try to make horns on my forehead. the day after, i will become wolverine.
2) my brother is getting the m3 coupe. and i get to drive it. probably in an elementary school parking lot, no less, but i still get to drive it.
3) say "fuh." it sounds cool.
Posted by redchilipepper at April 11, 2004 08:33 PM