Cursed

Saw Richard last night at Tonga Hut. He's still celebrating the end of his month-long sobriety due to that foolish bet.

Trevor also needed advice about breaking up with his 20-year-old girlfriend of over a year whom he sees only twice a month.

RICHARD: You need someone more your level. Young girls are only good for fun.
RYAN: (smiling) Yes, they are.

We high-fived. They also had these chicks with them named Nicky and Sabrina. Nicky used to be a phone-sex operator, but was fired for laughing at a customer.

NICKY: The guy said he wanted to wrap me in saran wrap and olive oil. I laughed. He said, "That's not funny." I kept laughing at him. Then my line got cut off and my boss told him, "We're sorry about that, sir."

Today I went to Capoeira practice, but just to watch. I've been playing around with New Skin Liquid Bandage on my injured knees. Skateboarding accident. Andres is still happy about my grappling victory over the weekend. Louis' left foot is actually broken from Jesse I trying to sweep him last Friday. Others present were Jesse II, Diana, Caesar, Angel, and Chris.

LOUIS: You can buy beer, but you can't buy me a Subway (sandwich)?
RYAN: Yeah, beer.
LOUIS: You have a problem! You need to go to Alcoholics Anonymous. Drink water instead and if you still need the alcohol, put some kool-aid in it!

Louis was cranky today. I don't know how old he is, but picture this: 2% body fat, no muscle, shorter than everyone, still has his pre-puberty voice, and barely started growing facial hair. That makes the following conversation funny:

LOUIS: Ryan won't buy me a fuckin' Subway!
RYAN: You're not old enough to curse.
LOUIS: Fuck you! I'm fuckin' hungry and I can't fuckin' believe you have no fuckin' money to go to fuckin' Subway to buy me a fuckin' sandwich! Fuckin' bullshit!

So then he backwashed into my water. I hobbled (chased) over to him. He stood up for the "stare down." But I skipped the "stare down" step and went right into the "smacking the crippled in his head" step. Ha.

Anyway, the roda must've been cursed today. First, Andres - who's usually agile since he's the teacher after all - somehow stumbled backward into my knees. Then Diana tripped over Louis' broken foot. Haha. Jesse II, who's also injured, tried to play and was doing fine until his leg gave out from under him. Andres stopped the game right there, but restarted 'cause everyone wanted to keep going. Finally, Diana somehow managed to stomp on Caesars balls. That was the end of class.

I gave everyone some of the Monster Massive flyers that Marty gave me at the PWG show last Friday.

I brought my mommy to this network marketing meeting. The name of the dude who invited me is Hector. The point was for my mommy to be her usually skeptical self so that they'd have a reason to not want me and I'd have a reason to not do it. Backfired! My mommy ended up liking it.

HECTOR: You have your mom's support!

I guess I'm getting back into network marketing. My mommy and I ate at P.F. Chang's in Burbank for the first time for dinner.