Crepes are back in the buffet at the Hilton

I didn't feel like driving to the beach in Santa Monica for today's special Gymnastics class.

I stopped by the place where I practice guitar. The violin teacher was selling 8x10's of herself. She can sing, but her songs suck. As I've said before, she's plain looking most of the time, but she's a cougar and a musician. She's renewed in the database.

At the mall, Faith was working at Brookstone. She's renewed in the database. My stalker wasn't working at Hot Topic, so I walked inside. I was greeted at the door by that chick Ciera, whom I'm not attracted to, but had a dream anyway that she was orally copulating me. Don't ask why.

The jackoffable chick was helping in handing out Communion at the afternoon mass in Church.

Mommy and I ate dinner at the Hilton. The last time we were there was for mommy's Birthday. I lost count at five plates. The waiter Michael remembered us as always. Highlight: Crepes were finally back for the first time since 2009! (See entry 12/3/09.) The habiscus tea was all right. I almost died trying to finish my last piece of red velvet cake, some German chocolate cake and vanilla ice cream topped with whatever I saw.

I went to the gym late at night: Squats, lat pull downs, rows, pec flies, shoulder flies, and bench presses.

The Tower

Last night, I went to the Borders in Northridge before heading over to Gerard's place around my old stomping grounds of CSUN. Anthony, Ezekiel, and Azlynn were present. Dinner was lasagna, garlic bread, strawberries, blueberries, salad, and some kind of cake. Everyone else had wine. I settled for some kind of Holland beers and Newcastles (which prompted me to drunk text Newcastle fan Michelle in Nebraska). Azlynn's friend Kristen arrived while everyone checked out the pilot episode of Spartacus: Blood and Sand for the first time, of which Azlynn's friend was a fan, so she fit right in. The rest of our playlist was a bunch of Youtube videos (one where Anthony fell for a Thai "girl" ... until it was revealed she was a guy) and then X-Men: First Class. I drove Anthony home ...

RYAN: This is a weird question, but ... Is that a tramp stamp on your back?

The rest of the ride home was a pattern of stuttering, awkward silence, and trying to laugh it off as a response.

I woke up and ate before checking out my first Top Rocking class at the Debbie Reynold's Dance Studio. It was bomb. The teacher revealed he had been drinking all week.

RYAN: I actually wanted to check out this class last week, but I was way too hung over.
YNOT: Come anyway! I'm slurring!

Then I swam in the pool at the gym for the first time in years, realized I almost forgot how to swim, and gassed out after a lap. Some white chick in a black two-piece bathing suit with goggles and a swim cap had a nice ass. Her ass always resurfaced whenever rotating to launch off the wall to swim in the other direction.

Oh yeah, some chick absentmindedly walked into the guys' locker room.

Then I ran down Brand Boulevard with just my swimming trunks and no shirt on with everyone checking me out because I needed to dry up since I forgot a change of clothes!

I met up with Brandon, Mark, Ivan, and Erick at Charles Billiards for UFC 133, rocking my Taylor Swift shirt among a bar full of tough guys. Josselle from high school was there and caught up with me.

MARK: Tap that, bro!
RYAN: It ain't like that.
BRANDON: Make it like that!

I had three cups of my own pitcher of Blue Moon beer. I gave a cup each to Erick and Brandon. Apparently, Brandon's friend Dan who was with us at the last PWG show caught staph infection from punching out someone's teeth while working as a bouncer later that same night. Had he waited a couple more days to see the doctor, the hand would've had to be amputated! I ate 26 wings of the 75 that I was splitting with Mark and Erick.

Later at Tavern on Brand, Erick bought us a tower (bigger than a pitcher) of Sam Adams Summer Ale! The curly-haired, white bartender who seemingly had the least amount of makeup is in my database.

At home, I busted a #3 to said bartender and was so whiskey-dicked that I lost count of how many strokes, but for sure broke my old record and finished randomly to Arlene, whom I last saw at Heather's Birthday party.

Turned down a girl because she didn't use a condom and got an infection

I had a weird dream last night. I was in a hotel where Melanie from college was my roommate and she threw an out of control party. I walked around the lobby and tried calling 911, but they weren't responding. But then Chris Brown ran from my party and into a maze to break down in tears because his girlfriend had sex with someone. It's funny because I think he's a douchebag in real life. End of dreams.

I trained Johnny in FMA today. The agenda: Sumbrada (Fighter flow drill).

Apparently, the girl he was with yesterday, Lillian, thought I was hot.

RYAN: You should fuck her.
JOHNNY: She's annoying!

JOHNNY: I was pissed off and needed to take a walk. She offered to walk with me. But then I just got even more pissed off.

I was going to say that if he didn't hook up with his friend, then I would. But then ...

JOHNNY: She didn't always use condoms and some guy's dick was dirty and she got an infection.

... Nevermind.

JOHNNY: But she thought you were hot.

RYAN: I'm gonna embellish and tell everyone I turned down a girl because she wasn't into condoms.

Mommy made me spare ribs. I watched a little of WWE Smackdown and now it's time to head out to Gerard's shindig with some of our other Gymnastics classmates.

Speaking of Werewolf status, I worked out twice today and had more Wolfpack telepathy going on

I think I had a dream last night that my late dog visited me. End of dreams.

Guitar practice was rescheduled to today at the last minute. I rushed in the gym before heading off to rock in the G major scale and Em scale.

I was carrying my guitar with me around the mall like a chick magnet and in a black tanktop when Johnny, accompanied by some girl, walked up to me.

JOHNNY: I have no phone [right now]. I had a feeling I'd see you here today.

No phone means he resorted to Wolfpack telepathy. Brilliant! We set up training for tomorrow.

I went to the gym late at night to finish what I started earlier. Dennis was there again getting back into the swing of things.

Hump Day ... But I think I'll postpone porn and any related activities for the weekend

I think I had a dream last night that my dad came to visit me. End of dreams.

Faith was working at Brookstone in the mall. She's renewed in the database.

Rice Wine flavored rice

So far, there are only two people who've noticed without me telling them that I cut almost half of my hair - Cousin Andree last Sunday and the security guard at Barnes & Noble today - even though Tito Noel cut my hair almost a month ago. (See entry 7/11/11.)

Dana was working at Lush. It's easier to get a boner when her hair is down. The Adelle look-alike was working at her vendor booth called i Play & Talk. They're both renewed in the database. I finished reading volume two of Green Lantern: The Sinestro Corps War and did some research for my personal statement for Law School, which is about how I'm an alpha male.

Mommy brought home some rice wine flavored rice.

I went to the gym late at night. Dennis - whom used to work at the Glendale Red Robin, but now works at the Simi Valley Red Robin - was there. I haven't seen him in a while.

My Monday mornings are people's Sunday nights

I had a couple of dreams last night. 1) My high school classmate Tony had to recruit backup for a gang rumble. I saw many Asian boys from high school such as Rez, Arnold, and Minh rally up. The rumble taking place was at the mall. But then the opposing gang showed up ... they were chicks. 2) I was back in grade school. Our desks were grouped in fours. To my right was Krixa, Tiffany was to my right facing me, and Cera was in front of me. End of dreams.

I love how Fiona Shaw, the magic-phobic Aunt Petunia in Harry Potter, is now the dark magic wielding witch Marnie in True Blood. I caught last night's episode.

I busted a #3 to the hostess from TGI Friday's yesterday who resembled a young Dawn Marie. (See entry 7/31/11.)

I managed to sneak past my stalker at Hot Topic on the way to Barnes & Noble to read more Green Lantern. Mommy bought me In-N-Out. She says she wasn't hungry because she saw Cousin Janine and Auntie Carrise and they treated her to Panda Express.

Helen was working at Latin Lingo. She waved as I walked by. I waved back. Then I passed behind the wall. But then resumed waving when she was able to see me again. She's back in the database.

I ended the night with WWE RAW before finally starting my personal statement for Law School and nearly finishing it.