I drove to Costa Mesa where Chris and Heather were staying at a hotel. There was some kind of OC Halloween party. Chris bought me a ticket. How the heck can I ever repay him? I found Chris on the sidewalk, he got into my car, and rocked out to Kelly Clarkson on the way to the liquor store as we talked about chicks I bust a #3 to.
Tonight's group: Mark, Erica, Marelis, Brian (a.k.a. Doug), Heather, Judy, Lauren, and Rendy. New people: Rendy's "date" Jose, Chris' coworker Arlene, and Arlene's friend Jaqueline.
Heather gave Doug and I some of her medications. Doug and I split one and said, "Cheers."
RYAN: [Accidentally spilling mine all over my pants] Oh shit.
DOUG: Are you kidding me?!
RYAN: I got it, I got it. [Sucking it all off of my pants.]
From then on, Arlene's "nickname" for me was - not really a name, but - the motion of licking off my pants.
And the bad luck of trying to see Speaker Junkies (a band that Chris produces for) continues. Back in Spring Break in Miami 2007 when we were supposed to watch them perform, someone in our entourage got the cops called on us. It was the last time I outran the cops in a foot chase. Tonight, the Speaker Junkies equipment wasn't working despite a successful sound check. Chris speculates they were sabotaged. Boo.
Some tall, brown haired chick just came up to me with some gibberish about how I'm hot and started grinding up on me. Heather and Rendy were witnesses. Heather cheered me on. Immediately after chick left, I updated my Facebook status:
Random pretty hot chick just started grinding up on me ... I have a boner.
HEATHER: Of course ...
Well, Arlene had been flirting with me all night. And when the rest of the group wanted to go back to the hotel, Arlene and Jaqueline wanted to stay and asked me to stay with them. So I danced with Arlene the whole night, hoped she didn't notice I had a boner when she got too close, blah, blah, blah. And then the text messages from an overprotective Chris:
CHRIS: (3:07:05 AM) Ryan you know how to get back right?
CHRIS: (3:31:46 AM) Dude you guts still there?
CHRIS: (3:42:31 AM) Talk to me man!
CHRIS: (3:44:23 AM) Dude
CHRIS: (3:45:45 AM) Hello?
RYAN: (3:46:29 AM) We're walking back now.
CHRIS: (3:46:52 AM) Oh thank God !
Arlene mentioned she noticed that I was "white-girl hunting." She and Jaqueline also said that should I ever try 4lokos, I should try it with them and they'll "take care of [me]." We were greeted with applause by everyone (except Mark and Erica who were asleep) when we got back.
HEATHER: We had doubts that you would bring them back. (Referring to Spring Break in Miami 2007 when I went the wrong direction for 30 streets, despite the streets being numbered, while under the influence of Heather's medications.)
JOSE: (Pointing at me) This guy was pimping with me!
Oh yeah, I don't recommend that Jose ever try E. He was sober and yet danced as if he was on drugs nonstop. He had me tag along with him to get chicks. Apparently, this left Rendy angry as it was supposedly OK for her to flirt with every chick, but she flipped out whenever a chick was hitting up her "date."
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