Mini updates
So I could be having dinner with Barack Obama. Yeah, it's a slim chance (only 4 will get randomly chosen), but hey, I couldn't pass it up! Actually, part of me is worried that I WILL win, and I'll get there and be totally unable to hang with the conversation 'cause I'm not terribly politically-savvy. But hell, it would be a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I say screw it. I can always research things if it comes to that.
Feel free to donate and dilute my chances if you want :)
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I only get the newspaper Wednesday through Sunday (kind of an odd schedule, if you ask me). So on the off days I have taken to bringing a book or my DS with me for my daily commute to and from work. However I've grown tired of my selection of DS games, and I forgot my book at the office, so I've taken to people watching. It's interesting to try to figure out where people are going based on what stop they get off at. One early train in the morning is almost guaranteed to be full of college kids heading to SJSU. Another train which arrives at the station just before a later morning train leaves is usually full of elementary school-aged kids, who I presume are heading to St. Lucy's. There's also the occasional well-dressed person going to some unknown job downtown. This morning there happened to be a guy who carried on a conversation on his cell phone for the complete duration of his trip. His frequent use of curse words and his mention of "these motherfuckers are supposed to be the ones trying to get me off parole" led me to believe that he probably was NOT going to his job.
Every once in a while there will be an attractive girl getting on the train. Recent events have cemented the feeling that I am unable to check someone out without looking/feeling like a creep. I think it started freshman year of high school, when I was checking out a girl who was sitting across from me. Apparently my "checking out" turned into a "stare", and she gave me her best "what the fuck are you looking at?" look, taking another chunk out of my self esteem. I start out with the desire to look at a pretty girl. Then I feel like I should temper that with a bit of "don't look like you're checking her out", which ends up giving me a dead-face, and the sense that I look creepy. I know that I have the capacity to be charming (in certain, specific situations), but thank goodness that I didn't screw things up with Michelle. I'm sure if we had met in a bar or some other situation, she'd have been sufficiently weirded out by my awkward check-out/stare.
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I am now 95% convinced that I can't drink champagne without getting a severe headache. I had a single glass at Michelle's godparent's house this Easter Sunday and had a concussion-like headache for the rest of the evening. Seriously, it felt like someone had hit me with a crowbar. And no, I don't blame it on the Sidecar (2 oz Bourbon, 1/2 oz Cointreau, Lemon Juice).
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Lastly, the Male version of "The Pill" may soon be available. Assuming that it's as effective as the Female version, I'd definitely consider getting this. Let's compare possible side-effects:
Male Version:
5-10 lbs of (lean muscle) weight gain
Slightly lowered HDL Cholesterol (the good kind of cholesterol)
Female Version:
5-10 lbs of weight gain
Depression
Loss of sexual appetite
Breakthrough bleeding
Changes in the breasts
Changes in blood pressure
Skin problems
From what I've heard, FDA approval is still 5 years out, but it'd be something to consider!
Feel free to donate and dilute my chances if you want :)
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I only get the newspaper Wednesday through Sunday (kind of an odd schedule, if you ask me). So on the off days I have taken to bringing a book or my DS with me for my daily commute to and from work. However I've grown tired of my selection of DS games, and I forgot my book at the office, so I've taken to people watching. It's interesting to try to figure out where people are going based on what stop they get off at. One early train in the morning is almost guaranteed to be full of college kids heading to SJSU. Another train which arrives at the station just before a later morning train leaves is usually full of elementary school-aged kids, who I presume are heading to St. Lucy's. There's also the occasional well-dressed person going to some unknown job downtown. This morning there happened to be a guy who carried on a conversation on his cell phone for the complete duration of his trip. His frequent use of curse words and his mention of "these motherfuckers are supposed to be the ones trying to get me off parole" led me to believe that he probably was NOT going to his job.
Every once in a while there will be an attractive girl getting on the train. Recent events have cemented the feeling that I am unable to check someone out without looking/feeling like a creep. I think it started freshman year of high school, when I was checking out a girl who was sitting across from me. Apparently my "checking out" turned into a "stare", and she gave me her best "what the fuck are you looking at?" look, taking another chunk out of my self esteem. I start out with the desire to look at a pretty girl. Then I feel like I should temper that with a bit of "don't look like you're checking her out", which ends up giving me a dead-face, and the sense that I look creepy. I know that I have the capacity to be charming (in certain, specific situations), but thank goodness that I didn't screw things up with Michelle. I'm sure if we had met in a bar or some other situation, she'd have been sufficiently weirded out by my awkward check-out/stare.
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I am now 95% convinced that I can't drink champagne without getting a severe headache. I had a single glass at Michelle's godparent's house this Easter Sunday and had a concussion-like headache for the rest of the evening. Seriously, it felt like someone had hit me with a crowbar. And no, I don't blame it on the Sidecar (2 oz Bourbon, 1/2 oz Cointreau, Lemon Juice).
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Lastly, the Male version of "The Pill" may soon be available. Assuming that it's as effective as the Female version, I'd definitely consider getting this. Let's compare possible side-effects:
Male Version:
5-10 lbs of (lean muscle) weight gain
Slightly lowered HDL Cholesterol (the good kind of cholesterol)
Female Version:
5-10 lbs of weight gain
Depression
Loss of sexual appetite
Breakthrough bleeding
Changes in the breasts
Changes in blood pressure
Skin problems
From what I've heard, FDA approval is still 5 years out, but it'd be something to consider!