RJK 5000

i had a mellow weekend.  i had extreme puny grip on saturday so i pretty much slept all day.  it was nice.  then at night i rented slasher flicks and ate raw meats (sushi).  it was a good night to hole up at home with “scary” movies, “cheap” beer, “sushi,” and nonfat “plain” frozen yogurt.  it was actually pretty fun.  i watched my bloody valentine, wolf creek, and henry (portrait of a serial killer).  wolf creek might have been the best one because you don’t feel sorry for the killer.  he’s really awful, you don’t stand a chance.  i made charlotte cuddle next to me during the suspenseful parts, she wasn’t scared at all.  i want to rent more.

now i’m going to read and fall asleep.  i’m still pretty tired.

my dinner party was fun.  it felt like the first time my mom and brother ever came to my house or something.  i guess it has been so long since their last visit, they forgot what it was like.  it seemed like it was a lot cooler to them than they expected.  my mom said it was really clean (haha!) and nice inside.

they were really nice guests and complimented my cooking, even the weird fig/mint/citrus sauce.  i liked how my brother ate the figs with the chicken even though figs are not good for his bum tooth.  i cooked a multigrain rice blend which came out purplish and mushy.  when i warned them that the rice was mushy my mom said, “good, i like mushy rice better” and my brother said, “it’s good, like a risotto.”  i don’t know if they just say stuff to make me feel better or what, but i felt better.  they didn’t complain about one thing or say one bad thing.  you know how people always say things like, “you should do this…” or “you need to…”.  i didn’t hear anything like that.  they are the greatest.  i love them.

in other news, i bought a yoga dvd at the thrift store.  yoga is hard, i was really bad at it.

i’m really tired, i think i will be able to fall asleep early tonight.

after work i did some housecleaning.  i will be hosting wednesday night dinner, and i don’t want my mom and brother to see how messy i’ve been living.  they haven’t been over in a really long time.  years.  they will not feel very comfortable because my living room is not the comfortable kind.  there is no cushy recliner or fluffy couch with armrests that are like pillows.  they will have to sit on the sofa like mannequins having their picture taken.

i took a break from cleaning when i got contacted by dr. terry.  he treated me to a pinkberry while we caught up on recent happenings.  we didn’t hang out for very long, but i still like how he calls when he is in town.  he is a good friend.

afterwards i made a quick trip to the supermarket.  i’m going to be cooking chicken tomorrow.  kind of a weird greek recipe that i read in a cookbook.  entails figs, mint, and citrus flavors.  sounds good to me, but maybe not to other people.  dr. terry said it sounded weird.  it could be a disaster.

anyway, i’m going to bed.  i want to read but not as much as i want to sleep.

the highlight of the holiday weekend was eric’s wedding.  it was really great to see him and really nice to meet his beautiful wife.  she seems so nice and cute, i think he picked the right one.  the wedding took place on a yacht.  i discovered that i enjoy sipping wine on yachts, though at times the sea breeze was a little too chilly for wimpy ol’ me.  i also saw troy for the first time in years.  he is so nice.  i want to say that he has really grown into becoming such a nice man, but that would be a very weird thing for me to say.  haha.  eric’s the best though, i don’t know anybody else like him.  i’m happy for what’s in store for him.

the rest of my holiday weekend was rather boring.  there were a few moments where i felt sad, annoyed, or really exhausted.  at times like that you really want to be by yourself anyway.  but this morning i felt grateful i didn’t have to head to the office.  i wanted to be on a boat again, but i spent a lot of time standing on the sidewalk instead.

my trapezius is sore again.  i wonder if i should try sleeping on the floor.  with just a thin blanket or a towel, like at ryan’s house.  haha.  it feels really good when i lie on my yoga mat.  it seems fake though.

i was so exhausted and run-down this morning i had to call in sick.  then i went back to bed and slept until noon.  it was really nice.  i relaxed for most of the day.  i went swimming and got my “base tan.”  i didn’t do much else.

tonight i drank some wine and ate some spicy popcorn while i watched rocky for the first time ever.  i guess my favorite part was when he woke up at 4am and ate all those raw eggs.  i think i like sylvester stallone.  one of these days i’m going to watch rambo.

marco came over and diagnosed my spinning bike.  he dismantled it and determined that the bearings are shot and the axle is crooked.  there was all this shrapnel between the ball bearings and the axle was totally wonky.  we’re going to try to find replacement parts at the bike shop.  It’ll be fun lugging the 40-lb flywheel to the shop.  i’ll be happy if the bike ever works again.  i’m optimistic though i’ve already come to terms with the idea of junking it.

i guess i should go to sleep.  i have to be at work early (on time) for equipment training.  and i’m really hungry right now.

i took care of some more personal business.  i used my new printer to print some documents.  i do believe this fine $30 multifunction printer has brought an end to my string of bad luck printers.

then i watched the incredible mr. limpet.  kind of a cute and weird form of navy morale propaganda.  for kids.  i probably would not have liked it as much if crusty didn’t call him flatbush.

my sleep schedule needs adjustment.  charlotte’s new thing is to wake me up for the morning walk while it’s still dark outside.

after work i went to the vitamin shoppe, which is the coolest store since sliced bread.  every supplement and weird “miracle juice” thing or protein powder imaginable.  i purchased an acidic digestive supplement and some weight gainers’ 5000 pellets.

i came home and did some mild exercise and chilled out.  i logged on to aol instant messenger for the first time in a year or so.  chatted with some old friends, sort of.

then i took care of some very personal business.  it felt good to accomplish.

i was very hungry today.  i ate a veggie corndog for the first time ever, which i guess is the greatest meat-alternative snack product since sliced bread.  i prefer it over the real thing because no indigestion or satty fat burps.  i’m still hungry right now.  but i have to go google some stomach acid stuff now.

this is what i wrote last night but couldn’t post:

i don’t like going to bed on sunday nights.  no fun waking up to a monday.  especially after a nice weekend.

there was a tiki party at the pub on friday night.  the entire bar was transformed into a hut with torches on the side and a million coconuts everywhere.  it looked really neat (another swimmy masterpiece, if you will.)  i liked the people who dressed up in aloha shirts and other tiki grab (sic).  i wore my authentic kauaiian sarong.  people who hugged me said i looked cute.

oh whoa, something just exploded really loud outside and now the power is out.  kind of scary.  typing on laptop battery power.  i’m going to go investigate and make sure none of my electronic devices are on fire.  brb ::: i went outside.  lights out for blocks.  no traffic lights, but the metro rail crossing arms and flashing lights are working.  i’m glad i bought flashlights not too long ago.  i saw a couple of my neighbors that i don’t hate so much outside with flashlights too.  i do need to stock up on some fire extinguishers though.

anyway, there’s no way i’m going to be able to post this blog entry unless i plug into dial-up, and even i won’t resort to using that kind of old technology (well, i would but i don’t know the phone number to dial into.)

i guess i should go to sleep.  i’ll have to rely charlotte to be my alarm clock. It’s only 1:14am.

i have indigestion from something that i ate at the best ramen.  i’m thinking it’s the gyoza which is too bad since it’s the best thing on the menu, but i know things that taste that good are bad.

nothing else is up really.  my entire back feels sore from exercising on the total gym.  remember when i first started working out on that machine my eyeballs got sore?  that was pretty weird.  i want arms like ciara’s, but i don’t think i’ll even get close.  i’ll blame it on genetics rather than laziness or gyozas.

i took a long nap again today.  it was all i could think about.  you remember in high school when you just wanted to get out of seventh period and then ride skateboards and play mortal kombat at round table pizza and then meet up with lisa and will and john mcgaha at mcdonald’s?  well, it was kind of like that, except i just wanted to come home and take a nap in my bed.  and i did, because i am the captain of my own destiny.

speaking of being the captain of my own dentistry, i went to the dentist today.  it was fun.  i keep forgetting to take ear plugs though.  i keep “flinching” because the application of power tools on the surface of my teeth generates piercing, high frequency sounds.  i think the doc thinks he’s hurting my gums, but he’s really just hurting my eardrums.

marco and i went to the tiki steakhouse again.  not bahooka.  service was much better this time.  the tropical cocktails give me a hangover within 1 to 2 hr, but i still have to have them if i go there.  the chocolate cake was indeed killer.

well, bye for now.