joudan of the day.

here's a joke that's an oldie but goodie. i heard it from a friend's mother. just try to imagine a young, pleasant alcoholic who amuses herself easily through jokes that she invented herself during impromptu moments.

what do you call a hairy japanese girl?

shibushi.

this next paragraph though, is not a joke. see, i am an oral hygiene freak. when i see others who aren't maintaining themselves in this department, i really do get this dirty feeling equivalent of sleeping on your bed for the night right after you've worked out at the gym for two or three hours. so the other night, the bf slept after i did, which is usually the case most of the time since i'm a morning person. i always have to remind him to brush his teeth before he sleeps, and my goal that i hope to accomplish within the next year is to get him to floss three times a week. the next day, we headed to the north shore and i can tell that he had not brushed his teeth. i said, "you didn't brush your teeth last night, did you?" he replies, "so what?" in the most cutest, child-like voice with a confused-slash-puppy dog guilt look on his face. i could not stop laughing but at the same time, made me even more apprehensive of me kissing him.

my cooking and baking episodes are slowly coming into a halt as i am more focused on completing my work for this first summer sessions's course. my addiction to caffeine in it's most pure, dark and strong flavor in an iced coffee is showing signs of built-up tolerance as i am now ordering the largest size at any starbucks where i study at. oh great, another diuretic in my body. at least you can't smell alcohol when you're peeing, as opposed to coffee.

i'm nemui. oyasumi.