Isolation exercises + Breakin' + Steaks and Lobsters = Today was a good day

The treadmill at the gym says I burned 380.8 calories at a distance of 3.17 miles. I think. But it could just be a ballpark figure.

I fired up the porn. Darn false advertisement. I finally tracked down this video that claims to be of a chick crying after candidly getting dumped after trying anal sex for the first time. There was no such thing! And then this other video looked cool ... until it started buffering and revealed to be 72 minutes long. The proverbial "F.M.L!" as kids like to say. I don't have that kind of time.

I was leisurely busting a #3 to the chick who helps serve Communion at Church when I suddenly remembered I had to leave early to pick up the one who insists to be code named "Choir Boy" as we both return to Millennium Dance Complex.

After insisting that I don't do parking meters, I ended up parking behind Eric, who was the substitute teacher for Top Rocking class at Debbie Reynolds studio last Saturday, and whom I've been insisting is better than the regular Top Rocking teacher. The reason for our return to Millennium Dance Complex: Jolee, who was the substitute teacher for Top Rocking two Saturdays ago, had mentioned he was substituting for B-Girl Shorty's Breakin' class. (See entry 9/17/11.)

Pause. Review: I started out at B-Girl Shorty's classes until I realized she was teaching the beginner class as if it was an intermediate class. So that's when I ended up at Debbie Reynolds after Rez, my homeboy from high school, mentioned the Top Rocking class there, Top Rocking being the foundation of Breakin.'

Class went really well. We were in the room that "Choir Boy" used to teach in back when he was a teacher. Only one problem: I think a lot of us were camera shy. But Jolee explained his cameraman was a one time only thing as he's trying to put his reel together.

RYAN: How long are you subbing for?
JOLEE: Until [B-Girl Shorty] gets back.
RYAN: When's that?
JOLEE: Hopefully never.

Niels, our new friend from last Saturday, showed up later. He's taking three Hip Hop classes in a row. Crazy. And then "Choir Boy" saw his ex-girlfriend. He introduced me as his Filipino Martial Arts (FMA) instructor. I'm proud of him because she's a white, blond cougar lady. Wolfpack minds think alike. That reminds me I should check in with Heather's 39-year-old sister, Naomi, sometime.

I went home to watch Glee. Mommy cooked sweet potatoes, spinach, steaks, and lobsters for dinner. And then "Choir Boy" texted me that he was at the LAVC gym and so was Alex Meraz, best known as werewolf Paul from Twilight.

"CHOIR BOY": I shook his hand.
RYAN: Don't wash your hand until the next time I see you. So then I can tell everyone that I shook the hand that shook Alex's hand.