A friend in town is always an excuse to do things a bit out of the ordinary... Like going out on a
thursday night and then
goin to work the next day at 7. One of my
bestest of friends,
Neset, came to visit from Dallas this week. Hes one of those financial analyst working 100 hour weeks types. and so took a well deserved break for a few days to relax, get wasted, and make out with girls. I did the best I could to arrange all three.
Friday I worked a half day then we hung out by the beach. took my shirt off in public, horrifying since
im a bit chunky around the middle and pale as a
turk who lives in a cave. Ate lunch at In and Out burger.. a double double with cheese and well done fries. A real help to my cause. That night we went to Silver lake (
LA's indie haven) to see a band called the Thermals. A good show. Lots of cute rocker
chickies to remind me how I
wouldnt mind finding one to call mine. Justin and
Neset make for a pretty good hang. Everyday that goes by I feel myself assimilating a bit more to this whole place.
On a side note
im listening to the new Arcade Fire. Pure gold. Inspiring. and perhaps has even moved me to tears at certain points. Though I blame this on the slight feelings of emptiness Ive been feeling lately when it comes to finding a woman who can bowl me over.
After the show we drove back down to
Hermosa and had a few drinks at our beloved Barnacles. Pretty
hopin. Surprising, but it was a Friday night. Needless to say I was in a bit of a scorned and bitter mood. Expressed through random outbursts of curse words also containing the word Monkey 98% of the time. Dropped Justin off at his place around 230. Got a text from a friend who waitresses at a strip club which threatened to end our friendship if i
didnt show up at the club that night. So at 315
Neset and I found ourselves paying 7 bucks for a bottle of water and watching
nakie girls dance around a pole. Though my attention was more focused on my friend, who I may have a slight crush on, but really shows no interest in me. I
dont get much out of her in general. shes a bit of a mystery to me.
Bed.
Saturday we ran a few errands. My goldfish with fungus died even though I spent more then 20 dollars on medicine. Keep in mind the fish cost me 2.99. Needless to say I got a new one. I like him. He's a bit too fond of nibbling on my plants though. Early in the evening
Neset and I began drinking and had a pretty good bonding experience. Talking about life, our lives, stories, girls, and what we've come to realize. When you see a person once every few years these experiences feel good. We went and met my friend Sarah and some her cronies at a bar down on the Pier. Danced. Got
wastey.
I had called Justin and told him to come meet us. Needless to say he waited in line for an hour and then left. I can only imagine the frustration. And i felt like a dick face for leaving him out there on his own. But I also
didnt wanna leave
Neset in there or leave and go to a different bar which normally would have been my game plan. Justin was cool though.
Ended up at my place for the "after party" which consisted of
Sarahs gay friend Justin(#2) drinking 8 shots of my vodka and trying to get
Neset to remove his shirt. Which after an hour happened anyway. A couple broken glasses. And me being anal about people stepping on my air mattress. I try to be a good host. Slumber party. My apartment can surprisingly sleep 6 without too much trouble.
Woke up.. drove everyone home. Found the mysterious Beard Papa ( www.beardpapa.com ) and had a cream puff. My moms are way better. I miss them. Came home and watched the Masters like real men. Packed up, cleaned up. Fat Burger. i had turkey though... for real.
Tonight I saw the new Will
Ferral movie. Not that good for real. I mean.
ok. but not laugh out loud good. Maybe it was the 4 hours of sleep.
Solid weekend. Work tomorrow. Ben and Chris coming to visit this coming weekend. Perhaps a repeat with some additions involving better food less laziness and maybe a good hug.
Im getting old enough to be an adult.
Im impatient, stubborn, and I cant stand kids, assholes, dick face bad drivers, people who give me dirty looks, and douche bag guys who have girlfriends that seem to love them. I think some physical activity will give me release from the overwhelming urge to punch a lot of people in the face. My new bicycle is coming in the mail tomorrow. I shall have pictures.
Up too late again. Good night all.
