Mommy got an award from St. Joseph's Hospital

I had to skip Capoeira training today to go to a ceremony at the Glendale Hilton where my mommy received an award from St. Joseph's Hospital. I busted out the old tuxedo again for the 1st time in I-don't-remember-when. Kept it stylish with no bow tie. And publicly debuted my new white dress shoes, which I bought before leaving for my last trip to the Philippines, to match my white shirt. My mommy's co-workers kept saying about me, "I like his shoes," "I like his hair," "He's so handsome," "He's so big," and "You did a great job." Of course.

RYAN: I know.
MOMMY: You're so conceited!

Then I texted Carlos in Nebraska when I was drinking a jack & coke because he likes that stuff. Then he texted me back that he was also drinking a jack & coke. Sweet.

There was only one jackoffable chick there. Someone else's daughter. She was blond like her mom. But she was a hippie chick with a shawl and jeans. She has some red streaks within her hair and these cool things that were either earings or hair extensions. She's in my database.

Dinner was chicken (or salmon) over some cream with carrots, beans, mashed potatoes, sour dough bread and butter, some pyramid chocolate thingy, and red (or white) wine.