"A disturbance in the Force."

I'm finally on the fifth page of that eight-page Paco De Pena song. Yay.

At the mall, the manager was working at Hot Topic. I saw her for the first time in months last Wednesday when she looked very unkempt. Today, her hair looked normal again as she was in semi-Halloween outfit attire, but I wonder if she was wearing a wig. Anyway, she's renewed in the database.

Interesting note: That chick Ciera - whom I'm not attracted to, but once had a dream anyway that she was orally copulating me - and who had transferred to the girly store next door was back at Hot Topic. She either didn't like the other job so much or might actually be working two jobs.

I think I'm finally starting to get used to the jackoffable chick at Waba Teriyaki Grill - whom I've been saying looked a lot better with blond hair - having dark brown hair. Slowly getting used to it.

At the Americana, the "i Play & Talk" vendor booth was left unattended. I noticed the Adele look-alike was busy getting a whole, small pizza to herself. She always was on the thick side.

I was looking around at Guess for a vest to wear on Sunday. This employee named Heather (not to be confused with Heather from Anaheim) was helping me out. She was just "eh" looking. She had red curly hair, but I could see her blond roots. I think she wore a red sweater too. She pulled off the only size medium off the mannequin for me. She asked for my name. From my experience, you only ask a stranger's name so you can scream it out while busting a #3 to them. I invented that, chick! But I'm flattered. I passed on the black vest even though she tried to tell me today was a customer's appreciation discount.

Dinner by myself was at Red Robin. The server Zack has a good memory from two weeks ago.

Then it was time for Amy's house party. I haven't seen her since Richard and I had one last hurrah with Matt last June. (See entry 6/28/11.) I don't even remember the last time I saw Emma.

GUMBY: I felt a disturbance in the force, so I walked outside and there you were.

I finally met Richard's new girlfriend. After rum & coke, Sam Adams Oktoberfest, and hookah I was good to go. Some dude brought an ancient generator. We played a game: We held hands in a circle, two people at the end each holding a plug connected to the generator, and the owner cranked his generator to shock everyone until someone quit. Repeat until the last person standing.

EMMA: Only men would voluntarily get electrocuted!

I was holding hands in the game with this chick Courtney, whom I've seen with this gang at Tonga Hut. She apologized for squeezing too tight while getting electrocuted. But no apology necessary. It was, like, hand sex. She was suggesting something about trying this game while making out because -- I don't remember why because I was getting electrocuted. But she's in my database.

Line of the night was said by me after some dude stepped on an extension cord and a light went out ...

RYAN: This is gonna sound embarrassing, but ... I immediately looked at the hookah to see if it was still on.
[Everyone laughs.]