Archive for the year 2005
Brian and Ching on Rubs
Posted on September 17, 2005 by Ching under Sex.
All week Brian had been asking for the back rub that I had promised him. I hadn’t been able to do it because each night that he comes home from work, I’m usually already exhausted and sleepy. I would, but I’ve simply been too pooped to do it. This morning I woke up with tons of things on my mind so I was eager to get the day started. Again Brian asked for his back rub. This time he asked for it as a condition to getting up with me. Smart move on his part. I was finally able to oblige his request and, thus, the back rub commenced. I started pouring lots of massage oil on Brian’s back. We use the almond oil that comes with our kamasutra kit
BRIAN: That’s enough!
CHING: But it’s better with lots of oil. They use lots of oil when they massage us at Healing Waters.
BRIAN: Yes, but they rub it in their hands first.
CHING: They get paid to give massages, too.
BRIAN: I pay you!
CHING: With what?
BRIAN: Sex!
I thought about it for a moment and then rebutted with the following.. “I am underpaid!” He didn’t have an answer for that one. LOL.
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Pretty Only Goes So Far
Posted on September 15, 2005 by Ching under School.
Would anyone like to try my loan calculator ASP program? Brian made a header graphic for me and everything. Isn’t it great? It doesn’t quite work, but hopefully since it’s neat and pretty she won’t notice. Somehow I doubt it. There’s no fooling Dr. Mi. She’ll notice that my “Option Explicit” is missing and I will surely lose points. Oh, well. I already knew my grades were going to be crummy this semester. At this point, it’s just a matter of surviving.
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Still My Favorite Match
Posted on September 13, 2005 by Ching under Games.
This is still my favorite chess match ever. It was my first chess match with Joey. Whenever I’m downtrodden, I just think of my favorite things and then I feel a little less horrid. I still feel like committing suicide, but at least I’ll be smiling when I do it.
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And the world just keeps on spinning!
Posted on September 9, 2005 by Brian under Life.
Update to the world of things.
God’s pissed, the people of the hurricane are pissed, the coast line if fucked, gas prices are threw the roof, the economy is on the brink of total collapse and its a dammed miracle that we haven’t been nuked by some third world super power for button our nose into their business.
I tell you, the United States needs a good Civil War to bring our attention back to reality. We have been fighting other peoples wars for so long that the news isn’t news anymore, its just a freaking glorified reality TV special on every night at ten!
I’m ready for a global change, a major catastrophe that wakes this country up, hell 911 just made us point fingers and say “woe is me”. Don’t get me wrong, that was a dammed tragedy, but I don’t think its right that assholes out their capitalize on it by creating a freaking T.V. special on the plane crash victim’s portraying that they were hero’s and none of them were on the plane. Is the money they are making off that film going to the families, doubt it, but no one thinks of these things now adays.
Oh well, until the civil war starts I’ll just sit her patiently waiting, polishing my guns and counting my ammo!
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The Self-Esteem Thing
Posted on September 8, 2005 by Ching under Life.
I’ve got to do something about the self-esteem thing. I’ve got to quit doubting myself. I’ve got to quit being so depracating.. I’ve just got to change.. I’m used to being so down on myself that whenever I get compliments or people say good things about me I just feel like crying. I think it’s so great and I’m just so touched that I don’t know how else to react. But I’m a good person who works hard and genuinely cares about people so I better get used to it. You’re all probably scratching your heads, wondering what this post is all about. I will explain later. I’m at mom and dad’s so I don’t really have time to elaborate. But hey, it’ll give you an excuse to stop by the blog later.
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