nothing too exciting tonight. american idol (boring) and hell’s kitchen (burger looked good).
went to the gym and used the biangular chest press machine for the first time ever. didn’t do enough reps.
i took a nap earlier so i’m not very tired. i should try to sleep though.
i need to call my doctor, but i keep putting it off.
i was tired all day and just wanted to sleep. but now that it is nighttime i’m not tired anymore.
we ate the best ramen again. my stomach disease is crazy right now. maybe i will concentrate on eating and drinking healthier foodstuffs.
soon it will be the month of may. time is flying. i’m okay with it for now.
tonight we wined and dined. albert at bodega is a cute and fun bartender. he kept filling up my glass and providing shots. then had dinner at the steakhouse. i did not eat steak, but i have some impressive garlic burps. i drank too much wine. i have to work tomorrow. i have insomnia and bleeding nose (never gonna snort tabasco and lemon juice again). and stomach disease.
i ate a big bowl of the best ramen, drank wine, and watched cloverfield. it was a good time. the movie was just okay. too many pretty people and cookie-cutter white dudes. marlena was my favorite character and then she exploded. it was cute. look how big she got.
i ran out of cold-eeze. my cold was starting to get better but now it feels as though i might need to irrigate my right nostril. i’m scared to because i know it’s going to hurt and it is a gross sensation. but maybe i will just do the wimpy version.
i think marco got mad at me for catching a cold. he’d be the worst mother. although my mom used to get mad at me for getting sick and she is the best mom (she got me a blanket)…
i’m off to bed. i ain’t irrigating nothing.
i didn’t wake up with a sore throat this morning because last night before bed i irrigated my left nostril with soapy saltwater. it was painful and uncomfortable, but beneficial. i continued fighting the cold with hot spicy chicken soup and cold-eeze. after work i ate a bunch of fruit and some kefir. then i knocked out for three hours.
i should do some pilates now but I’m going to do some housecleaning instead. i had a dream that i had a young blonde maid (not that sexy though) who never cleaned and just invited her friends over to my messy place. and her friends were my coworkers which was extra weird. and then they all baked delicious-looking fish and veggies in my oven, but i just hid out in my room until they all left.
i’m still tired.
i’m fighting a cold. this morning i gargled with warm tabasco saltwater. i highly recommend that for sore throats. then i drank an orange-flavored emergen-c, which didn’t really do much. hardly fizzed even, maybe because the packet had been sitting in my desk drawer since 2001. i felt like there was a stinging loogey lodged in my esophagus all day.
for lunch, marco bought me a delicious chicken pita wrap and i ate that while i watched him declutter the bar. i helped by pointing out all the clutter. haha. nobody knew i was fighting a cold.
after work i ate some cherry cold-eeze lozenges and then crawled into bed. but then my very good friend dr. terry called me from down the street so we met up and he treated me to dinner and starbucks. we talked about our lives, bowel movements, y=mx+b, and murakami. he diagnosed my stomach disease as a bezoar. i’m laughing right now because he told me he bought a drum machine. hahaha! something beautiful about true friends.
i went to the gym because cardio and weightlifting is one of the best ways to fight off a cold. i finally felt the loogey in my throat dislodge while i was doing crunches on the yoga ball. i didn’t know what to do so i swallowed it. my throat feels better but now i got the mucous bezoar. i used the angular shoulder press machine for the first time. it wasn’t that interesting.
my hair is wet but i’m going to sleep now. this new haircut, i keep waking up with severe bedhead.
we went to soju town tonight, which is a nice little community on the border of koreatown and beer town. the yogurt soju was delicious and the spicy chicken wings were sweet and actually spicy. i ate some fried stuff, it made me gassy.
kefir to the rescue.
normal feels awesome to me.
I’m up late again. celebrated “420″ at the pub. nice band, people, deejay. big owl. wine and beer out of the wine glass, with a cherry. i met quite a few beautiful intelligent women this weekend. they really are out there, but ones that want to skate a red curb at 2am are still hard to find…
i can’t believe tomorrow (today) is monday. whose idea was that.
i don’t hate pasadena. i love crooks, 50/50s, and 9 to 5 grinds.
coffee…work…the happy hour. kkkkkkkkkk…….
after work i took a three-hour nap. in my bed. i don’t like napping on my sofa because it’s too close to the front door, and you just never know who’s gonna walk through that door. long naps in bed are the best, but maybe not the best idea.
afterwards, marco and i watched the king corn documentary on pbs. it was okay. i bet you have corn in your hair. then we went for ramen, but since the wait was so long we killed time at the bar. the beer was brewed with iowa corn. and the ramen was probably corn noodles too. i learned that corn is everywhere. your hamburger is corn too. and they said rice was the future.
stopped by the pub and tavern. but it got late fast. i came home and drank a shot of kefir and now i am drinking herbal tea.
i love starting my weekends on thursday nights like college. thank goodness no 8am genetics class tomorrow.
just chilled out some more tonight. jonny hooked me up with pilates accessories for the total gym, but i was too exhausted and sore from last night’s power lifting sesh to exercise. i got lazy and watched the american idol results show, which was boring. syesha has nice arms.
i started drinking kefir again. I don’t know why i ever stopped. oh yeah, because my first-favorite grocery store doesn’t carry it…
today i went to the pasadena city hall and russell’s (for the awesome navy bean soup). i also went to trader joe’s. exciting! i regret not purchasing mangoes.
going to walk charlotte, brush my teeth, and hop into bed now. exciting.
