I love a girl with low self esteem

I had a few weird dreams last night: 1) My circle of friends who usually rendezvous in Anaheim were rambunctiously running out of a mall. I think arlene was the last one out as Chris was taking his time with fancy footwork, which I imitated. But then everyone was running around with fancy footwork, whereas mine was more Top Rocking, as if we were in a musical whereas. Some random blond kid then started doing head spins. I battled him with what was supposed to be windmills, but instead became Top Rocking into a six-step and into a kip-up. 2) After failing to hold it up, a giant ball rolled down from its platform and onto a bridge, Raiders of the Lost Ark style, and turned into a giant, jelly-like orange baby running in place. 3) The escalators at some store reminiscent of IKEA were so steep that it felt like a free fall roller coaster. 4) Someone, possibly Kyle, was a chef and offered my mommy some clam chowder. But when there was no clam chowder for me, i said, "Well, fuck you too." 5) I was watching pro-wrestling bloopers live. Independent pro-wrestler, Chippy Sanchez, whom I think is in jail in real life for having sex with a minor, came out to the ring with Eminem's Lose Yourself as his entrance music. I thought it would've been independent pro-wrestler, Street Style. End of dreams.

Since Jolee's Breakin' classes were cut and I had one more class on my dance card that I didn't want to go to waste, I checked out Beginning Hip Hop at 6:00PM. I saw this chick, Jojo, whom I first met a month ago at the main dance studio I go to for Top Rocking. (See entry 11/5/11.) She looked better not sweaty and with her hair down under a panda-designed beenie. She's renewed in the database. I didn't get to talk to her, though, as I thought I would be late for my class ... only for it to start fifteen minutes late. I thought the teacher would be a chick with a name like "Nicky," but it was a dude. Good news, though: the young, white chick from Jolee's last class was there. (See entry 11/17/11.)

RYAN: What's your name?
SIDNEE: Sidnee.
RYAN: Ryan.
SIDNEE: I'm sure I'll see you around.

Sweet! Now I can scream it out loud.

I stopped by the place of the one who insist to be code-named "Choir Boy." I was a ninja as I stood at the bottom of the stairs leading to the garage, watching him obliviously pass me by, following behind him as he walked all the way to the sidewalk, and stood there wondering where I was. Today's FMA lesson: 1) Parries and counter-punches, 2) Backhanded parries and counter-punches, and 3) Joint lock flow drill. (Only seven joint locks today.) Mimosas, beer and chicken broth with veggies dinner while watching an animated Justice League movie was cool.

Then it was time for Richard's Birthday at the Casting Office. Ah, drama. Richard's girlfriend Megan was mad at Richard for talking to this new girl Lilian for over an hour. It turned out that Richard was telling Lilian the while time how he was in love with his girlfriend Megan.

MEGAN: I found out that [Richard] had a threesome with my best friend and her husband. I didn't find out until six months after we got together.
RYAN: When I had a threesome, it was with two girls.
MEGAN: That's how you're supposed to do it! Who does it with a boy and a girl?

Suddenly, Megan is bad ass. Lilian felt sad, thinking them fighting was her fault. So I talked to her. I love a girl with low self esteem. My story of how strippers used to vent to me their locker room drama prompted Lilian to tell me her story of being twelve years old and getting beaten up in her school's locker room. She also vented how she still feels like an outsider.

LILIAN: (Hoping I'd say, "Yes," in a misery-loves-company sort of way) Do you still ever feel like an outsider?
RYAN: No.
LILIAN: I can't even get people to have lunch with me! You'd have lunch with me, right?

Mental note: The corner of Van Nuys and Roscoe, around the Michael's area. Bad news: She has a boyfriend. Good news: At this point, that might not be a problem. Anyway, I told her about my stalker at Hot Topic and how she seems pissed off, partly in a jealous sort of way, ever since I had Nataly walk into Hot Topic with me. Lilian approved it as a good revenge.

Meanwhile, there was an illusion at one point where Megan was kissing on Bahman's neck.

BAHMAN: Oh yeah, I made out with Megan.
RYAN: I was wondering if I was supposed to say something!
BAHMAN: Oh, it's OK. Richard was there. I was like, "Hey, Richard, look!" [Imitating Richard looking away and then himself going for Megan.]

Bahman ended the night making out with this cougar, whom I would've personally needed beer goggles for. Highlight: I tried a new IPA called Pitch Black.

I went home and busted a #3 to Sidnee and Lilian.