Just chilling while the plane refuels here in Hawaii. Paramedics are here too because some old woman passed out and needed oxygen.
The movies aren't working. Boo. But they got a selection of albums and I was able to edit my own playlist consisting of Michael Jackson, Celine Deon, Madonna, Taylor Swift, Beyonce, Christina Aguilera, Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana, John Mayer, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, Queen, Wicked, The Phantom of the Opera, Grease, Les Miserables, and many more. Taylor Swift has a nice song called Breathe.
The stewardist/flight attendant (whatever they're called) was being a bitch telling me to turn off my phone. Fuck her, she's ugly. I just hid my phone under my leather jacket and put a blanket over me as I finished typing this. Shades of my former FTW self!
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Leaving on a jet plane
It's not really a jet. Just quoting a song.
My mommy woke me up at noon to pack. We were supposed to leave by 5:00PM. I finished packing at 6:00PM. Uncle Oca came by to help.
Before leaving, my mommy showed me a card from Carlos and Michelle in Nebraska that just came in the mail. Perfect timing.
At the airport now. Just ate a McDonald's #2 meal in record time right before getting in line to board the plane. And I'm off.
My mommy woke me up at noon to pack. We were supposed to leave by 5:00PM. I finished packing at 6:00PM. Uncle Oca came by to help.
Before leaving, my mommy showed me a card from Carlos and Michelle in Nebraska that just came in the mail. Perfect timing.
At the airport now. Just ate a McDonald's #2 meal in record time right before getting in line to board the plane. And I'm off.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I haven't had blond streaks in years
My mommy woke me up early to go to Tita Dory so she can fix my hair. ("Tita" just means an auntie who's not biologically related; no English translation for it.) She trimmed a couple of inches off and gave me blond highlights. Surprise. I haven't had blond streaks in years.
I was supposed to finally hang out with TJ before leaving tomorrow, but he got sick.
My mommy was supposed to work tonight, but she called in sick to help me pack. Cockblock. I guess I won't have the house to myself to exract the database. I didn't even get to Sabrina yet. I guess that bartender chick Paula will be the last 1 I busted a #3 to for the next month-and-a-half. My family's house in the Philippines is a full house. No one's ever alone.
Walked around Red Robin. I missed Jazz. I forgot that I noticed a pattern as of last week that she doesn't stay until closing anymore. Blue balls! Danielle at Hot Topic (who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't around) wasn't there either. Double blue balls. But at least that chick Georgia tried talking to me again. She's kind of all right. But not even that new Israeli chick selling cosmetics was working. More blue balls. I end the night on "double whammy plus 1" blue balls! This is a bad omen.
I was supposed to finally hang out with TJ before leaving tomorrow, but he got sick.
My mommy was supposed to work tonight, but she called in sick to help me pack. Cockblock. I guess I won't have the house to myself to exract the database. I didn't even get to Sabrina yet. I guess that bartender chick Paula will be the last 1 I busted a #3 to for the next month-and-a-half. My family's house in the Philippines is a full house. No one's ever alone.
Walked around Red Robin. I missed Jazz. I forgot that I noticed a pattern as of last week that she doesn't stay until closing anymore. Blue balls! Danielle at Hot Topic (who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't around) wasn't there either. Double blue balls. But at least that chick Georgia tried talking to me again. She's kind of all right. But not even that new Israeli chick selling cosmetics was working. More blue balls. I end the night on "double whammy plus 1" blue balls! This is a bad omen.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Blue Tooth
I FINALLY activated my Blue Tooth device for the 1st time ever because the headphones I've been using as a hands-free device has been bugging. I went to Northridge for Auntie Bella to give me the H1N1 shot (swine flue shot). She also gave me a bag full of peanut bags to give my dad in the Philippines and a roast beef sandwich and starbucks for me to snack on.
I called Tiwat to hang out. He couldn't form any coherent sentences whatsoever because he was brain dead on too many pills. So I got lost a lot trying to find his place. He told me to make a left. I was supposed to make a right. He couldn't understand the words coming out of my mouth. So then I started yelling. But I finally found his place.
We watched the Smallville episode that aired on November 20th, which I missed. Lois and Clark had sex. I finally met his dad, the guy who always abuses him. But of course he was putting up a fake nice guy front in front of me. I could sense he has a "snap" quality, though.
I had to rush to Dave's Birthday party at the Days Inn. Dave bought me a margarita, then 2 screwdrivers. Then his friend bought me a screwdriver. I call it drunken generosity. Dave had a bunch of stand-up comedians perform. None of them, except for maybe 2, were funny. It made me feel like I could stand up on stage with index cards full of jokes and call myself a comedian.
I called Tiwat to hang out. He couldn't form any coherent sentences whatsoever because he was brain dead on too many pills. So I got lost a lot trying to find his place. He told me to make a left. I was supposed to make a right. He couldn't understand the words coming out of my mouth. So then I started yelling. But I finally found his place.
We watched the Smallville episode that aired on November 20th, which I missed. Lois and Clark had sex. I finally met his dad, the guy who always abuses him. But of course he was putting up a fake nice guy front in front of me. I could sense he has a "snap" quality, though.
I had to rush to Dave's Birthday party at the Days Inn. Dave bought me a margarita, then 2 screwdrivers. Then his friend bought me a screwdriver. I call it drunken generosity. Dave had a bunch of stand-up comedians perform. None of them, except for maybe 2, were funny. It made me feel like I could stand up on stage with index cards full of jokes and call myself a comedian.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
6 PLATES of death
Last night, I went to Richard's Birthday gathering at NoBar in North Hollywood:
RYAN: What is [Guinness] brewed with?
RICHARD: Heaven.
Richard was able to hook up discounts with drinks (I bought him a screwdriver, I bought myself Guinness) because he knows the bartender. Her name's Paula. I tipped her. She winked at me. She gives good wink.. Paula's in my database.
By midnight, my Facebook status read:
BAHMAN: I need to take you to the cougar bar.
RYAN: Sweet.
Today, I saw Ninja Assassin at 2:00PM and then snuck into New Moon at 3:50PM. There was only me and a group of 3 kids in the entire theater watching New Moon. When Jacob Black phased for the 1st time into a werewolf, as planned, I stood up and yelled, "WHOOOOOOOO!"
Normally, I see a minimum of 4 movies (only paying for the 1st and sneaking into the rest). But I had to meet my mommy for dinner and this is my last Thursday (student discount days in which I still use my student ID) before going to the Philippines.
But 1st I stopped by Hot Topic. On my way there, I saw Angelica for the 1st time since Shannon's funeral.
ANGELICA: That's a nice shirt. (I was wearing my Twilight shirt.)
Then I saw Sheila, who was 2 years younger than me in high school, for the 1st time in I-don't-know-how-many-years.
SHEILA: That's ... um ... a nice shirt. (referring to the really low v-neck) Really sexual.
Apparently that New Moon tanktop I wanted must come with these girly pants.
RYAN: I don't suppose you can sell this tanktop by itself, can you?
HOT TOPIC DUDES: No, the pants go with it.
RYAN: Do these pants look too gay on a guy -- I'm sorry, whatever the politically correct word is.
HOT TOPIC DUDES: It's cool. (regarding the pants) It's not too bad.
My mommy and I had dinner at the Hilton. It was all you-can-eat.
WAITER: (at me) Do you drink beer?
MOMMY: No, don't give him beer. Give him something nice.
WAITER: Ok, I'll give him a tequila shot. It's nicer than beer.
MOMMY: ...
RYAN: What's the strongest beer you got on tap?
WAITER: Chimay. It's Belgium.
RYAN: Mom, is it ok if I have a Chimay?
WAITER: Are you at that age where you can drink, but you wanna be respectable?
RYAN: Yes.
WAITER: I was like that too! Then I went to Italy with my mom and I couldn't stop drinking in front of her! Have you been to Yardhouse? It's like the Disneyland of beer.
ANGUS: I like your belt (about my "Last Supper" belt)
I talked to this dude named Angus while waiting to get fresh crepes because the chef practically went on vacation. Angus is from Sydney, Australia (but born in Malaysia) where he works for a logistics company. He travels a lot, having been in California, Connecticut, and even the Philippines. He has a friend in Las Vegas who hosts something called I Am TV. Angus was able to take a fast car up to 170mph on a normal road. I'd be scared.
RYAN: If one were to vacation in Australia, what places would you suggest?
ANGUS: Cairnes. But it's kind of country-bumpkin-ish.
RYAN: How are the girls?
ANGUS: I guess they're hot. I think they're all right. But my American friends love'em. I think you guys just love the accent.
RYAN: Yeah!
ANGUS: It's nice you can have dinner with your mum. My dad just died. Took his own life after a long bout with depression.
RYAN: Oooh, I'm really sorry, man.
ANGUS: But I don't let it show on my face. Thanks for the condolences, though.
To make a long story short, I had 6 plates - yes, SIX - consisting of 2 lobsters, prime rib, leg of lamb, sushi, raw oysters, snails (don't hate), various seafood, crepes, ice cream, cakes, various junk food ... I thought I was going to die when I tried to stand up from my seat.
MOMMY: That guy (Angus) told me, "Your son is a gentleman and has a nice job." What did you tell him?
RYAN: I'm a stuntman.
MOMMY: What?
RYAN: It's technically true. I did 3 Martial Arts films already.
- Sabrina was there and I found out she just turned 21, meaning she was using a fake ID when I met her at Tonga Hut.
- The guy who made Sabrina's fake ID was obsessed with her and she cut him off as soon as she got her fake ID ...
- ... Nice. But too bad she can't help me now with my under aged friends who need fake IDs.
- Sabrina isn't Israeli like I thought (she's Russian Jewish), but I told her my story anyway from last weekend about how Israeli chicks selling cosmetics are more dangerous than strippers and she agreed.
- I noticed Sabrina looked better than last time, so I put her in my database.
- Gumby and his girlfriend, Amy, were there.
- I met this dude named Bahman who has known Richard and Gumby for a long time.
- Richard, Gumby, Bahman, and I sang along to Journey's Don't Stop Believing.
- I reminded Richard that he was voted in our high school yearbook as "Most Bashful," which he felt was awkward since it was alongside his ex-girlfriend.
- Richard told Bahman, I'm "built like a mutherfucker."
- Bahman claims that the Iron Shiek is his uncle.
- Bahman met The Undertaker before he was the Undertaker that he calls him Mark (The Undertaker's real name).
- Sergeant Slaughter taught Bahman an armbar, which he showed me (the cop armbar).
- Bahman hung out with Hulk Hogan through his uncle, the Iron Shiek.
- Bahman says Sergeant Slaughter and the Iron Shiek may have been rivals onscreen, but were best friends in real life.
RYAN: What is [Guinness] brewed with?
RICHARD: Heaven.
Richard was able to hook up discounts with drinks (I bought him a screwdriver, I bought myself Guinness) because he knows the bartender. Her name's Paula. I tipped her. She winked at me. She gives good wink.. Paula's in my database.
By midnight, my Facebook status read:
At a bar using a pool cue as an air guitar to Guns 'n Roses "Sweet Child 'o Mine"
BAHMAN: I need to take you to the cougar bar.
RYAN: Sweet.
Today, I saw Ninja Assassin at 2:00PM and then snuck into New Moon at 3:50PM. There was only me and a group of 3 kids in the entire theater watching New Moon. When Jacob Black phased for the 1st time into a werewolf, as planned, I stood up and yelled, "WHOOOOOOOO!"
Normally, I see a minimum of 4 movies (only paying for the 1st and sneaking into the rest). But I had to meet my mommy for dinner and this is my last Thursday (student discount days in which I still use my student ID) before going to the Philippines.
But 1st I stopped by Hot Topic. On my way there, I saw Angelica for the 1st time since Shannon's funeral.
ANGELICA: That's a nice shirt. (I was wearing my Twilight shirt.)
Then I saw Sheila, who was 2 years younger than me in high school, for the 1st time in I-don't-know-how-many-years.
SHEILA: That's ... um ... a nice shirt. (referring to the really low v-neck) Really sexual.
Apparently that New Moon tanktop I wanted must come with these girly pants.
RYAN: I don't suppose you can sell this tanktop by itself, can you?
HOT TOPIC DUDES: No, the pants go with it.
RYAN: Do these pants look too gay on a guy -- I'm sorry, whatever the politically correct word is.
HOT TOPIC DUDES: It's cool. (regarding the pants) It's not too bad.
My mommy and I had dinner at the Hilton. It was all you-can-eat.
WAITER: (at me) Do you drink beer?
MOMMY: No, don't give him beer. Give him something nice.
WAITER: Ok, I'll give him a tequila shot. It's nicer than beer.
MOMMY: ...
RYAN: What's the strongest beer you got on tap?
WAITER: Chimay. It's Belgium.
RYAN: Mom, is it ok if I have a Chimay?
WAITER: Are you at that age where you can drink, but you wanna be respectable?
RYAN: Yes.
WAITER: I was like that too! Then I went to Italy with my mom and I couldn't stop drinking in front of her! Have you been to Yardhouse? It's like the Disneyland of beer.
ANGUS: I like your belt (about my "Last Supper" belt)
I talked to this dude named Angus while waiting to get fresh crepes because the chef practically went on vacation. Angus is from Sydney, Australia (but born in Malaysia) where he works for a logistics company. He travels a lot, having been in California, Connecticut, and even the Philippines. He has a friend in Las Vegas who hosts something called I Am TV. Angus was able to take a fast car up to 170mph on a normal road. I'd be scared.
RYAN: If one were to vacation in Australia, what places would you suggest?
ANGUS: Cairnes. But it's kind of country-bumpkin-ish.
RYAN: How are the girls?
ANGUS: I guess they're hot. I think they're all right. But my American friends love'em. I think you guys just love the accent.
RYAN: Yeah!
ANGUS: It's nice you can have dinner with your mum. My dad just died. Took his own life after a long bout with depression.
RYAN: Oooh, I'm really sorry, man.
ANGUS: But I don't let it show on my face. Thanks for the condolences, though.
To make a long story short, I had 6 plates - yes, SIX - consisting of 2 lobsters, prime rib, leg of lamb, sushi, raw oysters, snails (don't hate), various seafood, crepes, ice cream, cakes, various junk food ... I thought I was going to die when I tried to stand up from my seat.
MOMMY: That guy (Angus) told me, "Your son is a gentleman and has a nice job." What did you tell him?
RYAN: I'm a stuntman.
MOMMY: What?
RYAN: It's technically true. I did 3 Martial Arts films already.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Continue to R.I.P. Gino and Ricky
I still remember 9 years ago when my classmates Gino Nepomuceno and Ricky Ojeda drunkenly died in a car crash. It was a Saturday. I had just earned my green belt in Tae Kwon Do and then went to meet with my classmates Megan Kukla, Shenna Velsa and Allison Defrancesco at Allison's house to shoot a video for school - ironically about drunk driving. Morgan Meyries walked up to us out of nowhere to break the news to us. Morgan was a cute Irish girl with a black belt in Karate. I've jacked off to her, long before I had to devise code words for jacking off.
I ate a Subway sandwich and then went to visit Brian at the GNC to get his address so I can send him a postcard from the Philippines. That annoying kid Emmanuel was there. Brian says Manny Pacquiao and some guy named Floyd Mayweather might agree to fight.
RYAN: So what city [do you live in]?
BRIAN: Pasadena.
RYAN: Yeah, I already knew that.
BRIAN: Of course. Just the formalities.
RYAN: State?
BRIAN: Um, C-A.
RYAN: Country?
BRIAN: (trying not to laugh) The United States.
I plugged the story of how Chad (fellow PWG fan) who lives in Ontario in SoCal sometimes gets his bills late because they get sent to Ontario in Canada.
Capoeira training started at 6:00PM. I got there at 6:30 due to traffic. I walked in as Andres was leading drills and he improvised a roundhouse kick at me. The rest of the class was Jesse II, Louis, and Diana. A chubby kid and his family was watching in the corner. For my own boring reference, the combo we drilled was: armada (spin kick), quexiada (axe kick), switch stance, meia lua (low spin kick). Andres invited the chubby kid to try it.
ANDRES: You wanna try?
CHUBBY KID: This isn't for me.
ANDRES: Why not?
CHUBBY KID: I'm more of a wrestler.
ANDRES: Oh, how long have you been wrestling?
CHUBBY KID: A year.
ANDRES: Well, we do jujitsu on Mondays. You know, like, chokes and joint locks. But this is what we do today.
After, the family left, Andres went to town making fun of the chubby kid's attitude. Apparently, Andres' brother Joe invited him, but we're not sure what Joe said.
They're preparing for a demo on the 10th. It might just be them 4. I prepared with them anyway even though I'll be in the Philippines by then. We practiced palm strikes and sweeping. I was able to evade Diana and Jesse's sweeps and land palm strikes to each of them. We went in height order to do solos, 30 seconds each: Louis, Diana, me, Jesse II, and Andres. I busted the split in mine, but on my bad side (left). For future reference, I'll do it on my right.
ANDRES: It looked like you were doing drunken boxing for a second there!
Then we played. I sort of accidentally roundhouse-kicked Andres. I say "accidenatlly" because I meant to do it, but I thought he'd dodge it anyway. But no. I actually hit the teacher!
JESSE II: (taunting Andres getting kicked by me) Oooh! What's happening Andres?
I tried just sweeping Louis, but he's so damn skinny that it ended up taking out his ankle instead! My bad.
LOUIS: Ryan with the cheap shots!
Some bald guy with a mustache in the basketball gym was checking out Diana. Diana has a cool sweater in which the cord is actually a headphone, which comes in handy because headphones aren't allowed on her high school campus. Also, at Diana's insistence, I let my hair down and listened to them play up the Jacob Black (from Twilight) references.
ANDRES: You over that girl?
RYAN: Oh, yeah, dude, that was a long time ago.
ANDRES: Dude, you were sad for only like 2 minutes! That was fast! You're a funny guy.
He's talking about that chick Buggy from the wrestling shows. Even though she got a boyfriend, she still sometimes talks to me in that sort of way. I still talk to her, but no longer in that sort of way ever since she got the boyfriend. I ain't the type.
Andres told me a story about how his friend went to the Philippines, saw some dudes ganging up on a girl, saved the girl, and went back to his hotel room with the girl. But in the middle of the night, the girl unlocked the door to let aforementioned gangsters rob Andres' friend while asleep. What a set up! Then Andres' friend later saw them setting up another guy.
I watched an all new episode of Glee that featured their cover of Van Halen's Jump. Now it's time to go to NoBar in North Hollywood for Richard's Birthday.
I ate a Subway sandwich and then went to visit Brian at the GNC to get his address so I can send him a postcard from the Philippines. That annoying kid Emmanuel was there. Brian says Manny Pacquiao and some guy named Floyd Mayweather might agree to fight.
RYAN: So what city [do you live in]?
BRIAN: Pasadena.
RYAN: Yeah, I already knew that.
BRIAN: Of course. Just the formalities.
RYAN: State?
BRIAN: Um, C-A.
RYAN: Country?
BRIAN: (trying not to laugh) The United States.
I plugged the story of how Chad (fellow PWG fan) who lives in Ontario in SoCal sometimes gets his bills late because they get sent to Ontario in Canada.
Capoeira training started at 6:00PM. I got there at 6:30 due to traffic. I walked in as Andres was leading drills and he improvised a roundhouse kick at me. The rest of the class was Jesse II, Louis, and Diana. A chubby kid and his family was watching in the corner. For my own boring reference, the combo we drilled was: armada (spin kick), quexiada (axe kick), switch stance, meia lua (low spin kick). Andres invited the chubby kid to try it.
ANDRES: You wanna try?
CHUBBY KID: This isn't for me.
ANDRES: Why not?
CHUBBY KID: I'm more of a wrestler.
ANDRES: Oh, how long have you been wrestling?
CHUBBY KID: A year.
ANDRES: Well, we do jujitsu on Mondays. You know, like, chokes and joint locks. But this is what we do today.
After, the family left, Andres went to town making fun of the chubby kid's attitude. Apparently, Andres' brother Joe invited him, but we're not sure what Joe said.
They're preparing for a demo on the 10th. It might just be them 4. I prepared with them anyway even though I'll be in the Philippines by then. We practiced palm strikes and sweeping. I was able to evade Diana and Jesse's sweeps and land palm strikes to each of them. We went in height order to do solos, 30 seconds each: Louis, Diana, me, Jesse II, and Andres. I busted the split in mine, but on my bad side (left). For future reference, I'll do it on my right.
ANDRES: It looked like you were doing drunken boxing for a second there!
Then we played. I sort of accidentally roundhouse-kicked Andres. I say "accidenatlly" because I meant to do it, but I thought he'd dodge it anyway. But no. I actually hit the teacher!
JESSE II: (taunting Andres getting kicked by me) Oooh! What's happening Andres?
I tried just sweeping Louis, but he's so damn skinny that it ended up taking out his ankle instead! My bad.
LOUIS: Ryan with the cheap shots!
Some bald guy with a mustache in the basketball gym was checking out Diana. Diana has a cool sweater in which the cord is actually a headphone, which comes in handy because headphones aren't allowed on her high school campus. Also, at Diana's insistence, I let my hair down and listened to them play up the Jacob Black (from Twilight) references.
ANDRES: You over that girl?
RYAN: Oh, yeah, dude, that was a long time ago.
ANDRES: Dude, you were sad for only like 2 minutes! That was fast! You're a funny guy.
He's talking about that chick Buggy from the wrestling shows. Even though she got a boyfriend, she still sometimes talks to me in that sort of way. I still talk to her, but no longer in that sort of way ever since she got the boyfriend. I ain't the type.
Andres told me a story about how his friend went to the Philippines, saw some dudes ganging up on a girl, saved the girl, and went back to his hotel room with the girl. But in the middle of the night, the girl unlocked the door to let aforementioned gangsters rob Andres' friend while asleep. What a set up! Then Andres' friend later saw them setting up another guy.
I watched an all new episode of Glee that featured their cover of Van Halen's Jump. Now it's time to go to NoBar in North Hollywood for Richard's Birthday.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
My December
Michelle texted me a little past midnight to tell me about this:
First, I laughed. But then I laughed harder at this video of an armenian comedian, who can't speak English, trying to backlash the above video's singer to an epic fail:
I had a weird dream last night: I was at my high school reunion, but all classes of different graduation years were there. It was outdoors on 2 cliffs facing each other, separated by a river. Nobody had trouble crossing back and forth. One side had stairs that led to the garage of the old condominium that I, and later my Uncle Lando, used to live in. Then my old classmates sang The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics, which actually was our joint in our senior year. End of dream.
I realized since I won't have a lot of alone time while in the Philippines, I have to bust a #3 as much as possible before leaving this Sunday on the 6th. I fired up the porn and extracted that Israeli chick Shani (the 1 who tried to sell me cosmetics last weekend) from the database.
I rocked the same song from last week (it's a long song) in guitar practice.
I went to the mall. Jazz wasn't working at Red Robin and neither was Danielle, the chick at Hot Topic who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't there. But I think this chick who works at Hot Topic named Georgia is stalking me. I never told her my name. I guess she just looked at my info (and maybe memorized a little) some time ago when she insisted in signing me up for their Rewards card.
GEORGIA: Ryan?
RYAN: Um, yeah? (In a "How'd-you-know-my-name?" kind of way)
GEORGIA: I have magic powers.
She looks aight. I passed by that Israeli chick Shani in the cosmetics shop just to think to myself, I jacked off to you today. Haha. Gosh, she's got a thick accent and a deep alto voice for a chick.
Masa, who I haven't seen since summer, wanted to go see New Moon, but I wanted to go to the gym for the 1st time since before Thanksgiving instead and do my calisthenics. And I saw this dude named Ivan at the gym whom I haven't seen in years. He works for his dad in roofing now.
First, I laughed. But then I laughed harder at this video of an armenian comedian, who can't speak English, trying to backlash the above video's singer to an epic fail:
I had a weird dream last night: I was at my high school reunion, but all classes of different graduation years were there. It was outdoors on 2 cliffs facing each other, separated by a river. Nobody had trouble crossing back and forth. One side had stairs that led to the garage of the old condominium that I, and later my Uncle Lando, used to live in. Then my old classmates sang The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics, which actually was our joint in our senior year. End of dream.
I realized since I won't have a lot of alone time while in the Philippines, I have to bust a #3 as much as possible before leaving this Sunday on the 6th. I fired up the porn and extracted that Israeli chick Shani (the 1 who tried to sell me cosmetics last weekend) from the database.
I rocked the same song from last week (it's a long song) in guitar practice.
I went to the mall. Jazz wasn't working at Red Robin and neither was Danielle, the chick at Hot Topic who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't there. But I think this chick who works at Hot Topic named Georgia is stalking me. I never told her my name. I guess she just looked at my info (and maybe memorized a little) some time ago when she insisted in signing me up for their Rewards card.
GEORGIA: Ryan?
RYAN: Um, yeah? (In a "How'd-you-know-my-name?" kind of way)
GEORGIA: I have magic powers.
She looks aight. I passed by that Israeli chick Shani in the cosmetics shop just to think to myself, I jacked off to you today. Haha. Gosh, she's got a thick accent and a deep alto voice for a chick.
Masa, who I haven't seen since summer, wanted to go see New Moon, but I wanted to go to the gym for the 1st time since before Thanksgiving instead and do my calisthenics. And I saw this dude named Ivan at the gym whom I haven't seen in years. He works for his dad in roofing now.
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