Sunday, November 28, 2010

Chocolate lip gloss

They had just busted out the hookah when I got to Chris and Heather's last night. The usual people (sans Arlene) were there even though there was no apparent reason for a party. Oh well. I was about to videotape Lauren blowing smoke into Chris' mouth, but ...

CHRIS: You can't film this! I'll get in trouble!

  • I randomly remembered how last week when Arlene was complaining about her boy troubles, Heather nominated Tim and I as being "good in bed." (HEATHER: [To me] I just figured that if you sucked I would've heard something by now.)
  • I confessed to Tim and Heather my whole debacle with Georgia from last week. (See entry 11/21/10.)

TIM: Damn it, Ryan! You are up 2 [losses] and 0 [wins]! I still haven't forgotten about the Yellow Power Ranger! (See entry 7/1/10.) You need to step it up!

HEATHER: Do I need to come to Glendale and bag that bitch for you?
TIM: She will do it!
  • Jared took the kids to go toilet-papering.
  • Jared mentioned that although marijuana-smoking is common among Brazilian Jiu Jitsu (BJJ) practictioners, there's a type of strong coffee - but he can't remember the name - that negates the effects. (Mental note: My Capoeira teacher, Andres, might know.)
  • I shared my college story of trying to spar while high and how, despite having my hands up, my opponent was aiming at the openings and I was just staring at the kicks coming towards my head.
  • Tim, Jared, and I were discussing creatine and pre-workout supplements and concluded that MR1, N.O. X-Plode, and Jacked 3D (or Jack3d) were the best.
  • Blue Moon + Guinness = Black & Blue, a.k.a. a Rihanna.
  • Heather let her 13-year-old Cameron try the hookah. Then I turned my video camera to Vicky, her oldest kid ...

RYAN: What do you think about that?
VICKY: It's not surprising.

Heather complained that Vicky had told her that she can't think of anything worse than to end up like her. Vicky immediately hugged her and everyone was like, "Yeah, you better hug her!"

Vicky considers herself the babysitter to her parents. Heather began playing Freestyle's Don't Stop the Rock ...

RYAN: They were playing this in Miami, Spring Break 2006! And then I started going like this ... [Does a Bboy top rock.] And I was on E.
[Vicky was standing behind me. Whoops.]
HEATHER: It's OK. I think she's known for years.

  • I was telling Cameron and his 14-year-old friend (going on 15) about how I was 14 when I was at college parties due to my older cousins who were then in college. Chris came outside and Cameron and his friend threw the hookah back on the table before Chris yelled at them to go to bed.
  • Heather was bragging about her chocolate lip gloss. She kissed Jared so that he could try it. Then my big mouth was like, "Chocolate?" So then Heather kissed me and was like, "Lick your lips." Yes, it was chocolate. But that killed any ability of getting a boner for maybe the next couple of days because that kind of stuff with close friends is always weird.
  • The party ended when Vicky threatened to sleep in the car because the music was loud. Chris, Jared, Tim, Heather and I went upstairs to watch movies ... But I fell asleep.

My Facebook status at 6:52AM read:
You know what's cool about driving home from partying at this hour? No traffic. Good night.

Went to bed at 7:00AM ... but mommy woke me up to go to church at noon. Mommy and I spent Sunday doing groceries at Costco with Auntie Bella and eating dinner at T.G.I. Friday's.

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