Pinkberry is the new crack

And here goes another drought in the database, at least in the mall. Faith was working in Brookstone, but that's it.

I helped mommy do laundry. Then we went to Pinkberry and - Guess what? - got another 50% discount for frozen yogurt tomorrow. This is how they get their customers addicted. I tried medium sized chocolate with toppings of mochi, strawberries, raspberries, and blueberries. I then caught up on more Green Lantern material at Barnes & Noble.

I went to the gym late at night. Victor was there. It was another workout of low weights and high reps.

I want a "happy face"

While driving, I let a buggy go in front of me out of road courtesy. The chick inside acknowledged it. She was a cute redhead with sunglasses on. I then reach down and initiated some drive-by jerking while I drove behind her until we finally went our separate ways when she merged on the 2 South freeway and I remained on the 2 North.

I went to Costco for gallons of water, wheat bread, almond butter, and bananas. Afterward, it was off to Matt's house down the street to pick up a letter of recommendation he wrote me and to say goodbye.

Then after a miscommunication with mommy regarding where to meet, I returned to Costco with her so she could buy me a Norelco electric shaver. The chick at the exit was trying hard to make some little girl smile buy drawing a "happy face" on her parent's receipt. But when she got to us and drew the standard check mark on my receipt ...

RYAN: (Serious) I want a "happy face."
CHICK: You want a "happy face?!" Oh my God ... [Draws a "happy face," complete with hair on top, on my receipt.]

Mommy and I ate dinner at Octopus. The absentminded waiter actually forgot to put in mommy's order, so he surprised us with free mint ice cream topped with chocolate syrup that spelled, "I'm sorry." Cute.

Taking advantage of whiskey dick

I went to the gym to do compound exercises and some isolation exercises.

Tonight's appointment: The Griffin for one last hurrah with Matt before he leaves for Japan. I hadn't been there since my grade school reunion. I love their dress code banning shirts stereotypical of douchebags. So I wore something on the opposite end of the spectrum - my Taylor Swift shirt. Richard was at the Griffin all by his lonesome for an hour because I had to redeem my 50% discount of frozen yogurt at Pinkberry. I had watermelon flavor topped with mochi, kiwi and mango. Matt also taught me a new word: Fro-yo - an annoying abbreviation.

Matt and I tried some Rogue beer. I saw one of the chicks who works at the front desk of the LSAT prep center where I studied last year. I forget her name, but it wasn't the jackoffable Muslim one nor the fat one. It was the annoying one and I tried to avoid eye contact.

RYAN: [Coming back to the table empty-handed] They don't have any pitchers!
MATT: That's your answer to everything!
FRONT DESK CHICK: [Actually followed me] Hey, did you study at Kaplan last year?
RYAN: Yeah, I did.
FRONT DESK CHICK: You don't remember me! Did you pass your test?
RYAN: I did!
FRONT DESK CHICK: Great! [High-fives me.]
RYAN: (At Richard and Matt) I actually did remember her. I just didn't wanna talk to her. [They laugh.]

We ended up going to Whiskey Bend in Burbank because the beer sucked, or as Matt likes to say ...

MATT: No, the beer was good. It's just Ryan's answer to everything in life is, "They don't have any pitchers!"

Gumbi and Amy were there. I haven't seen Amy since last year. (See entry 1/1/10.)

I started with a pitcher of Amber Bock and then Hefeweizen, a.k.a. Heather's favorite beer. I then texted Heather:

Drunk off Hefeweizen and therefore thinking of you. That reminds me, I'd ike to request my usual Sam Adams for your Birthday party (seasonal flavors preferred). Love you [Heart.]

She texted back:

Haha no problem! [Heart.]

There are some loose chicks at Whiskey Bend. I noticed they were all blonde. One was such that Matt and I both agreed that despite beer-goggles (or whiskey goggles, as Matt put it) we wouldn't hit it, another had fake leopard skin pants, and another was lip syncing to whatever played. I got Matt a condom from the condom dispensary in the restroom to take to Japan with him. Richard, Matt and I ate at Coral's. There was another drunken group there with a loose chick, this time a brunette, who was bragging loudly, "I woke up at 8[PM]!"

RICHARD: That's nothing to brag about.

At home, I couldn't pass up exploiting my whiskey dick, so I busted a #3 to one of the blonds.

Banshee

Matt and I went to the Red Lion Tavern for lunch. I was unfamiliar with the beers as usual, but there was a divine sign for us to pick Warsteiner. (There was a poster for it on the wall.) No jackoffable chicks, though, until the end when two white girls came in. One of them had dreadlocks and I was like, Oooh blond chick with dreadlocks, and I had a boner.

On the way to the mall, I basically did what's called "drifting" at a curve in the freeway, but with Matt's window open we could hear the tires scream, reminiscent of Banshee in X-Men: First Class tracing the surfaces that he flies over while he screams.

RYAN: We will no longer say "drifting." We will call it a "Banshee."
MATT: You need to find a way to get that into popular usage.

We did one last tag team database run. There was the jackoffable meaty blond chick working at Waba Teriyaki Grill (see entry 5/15/11), who I actually see occasionally, but just never mention because I still don't know her name and I like to be able to scream out names when busting a #3. Since last week, there's also been this chick at some vendor booth called "i Play & Talk" who has a vague resemblance to Adelle. But that was it.

I returned to the mall after dropping Matt home. By then, Faith was working at Brookstone. Mommy and I went to Pinkberry. I had a medium sized mango flavored frozen yogurt with toppings of mochi, watermelon, strawberries, and blueberries. And the receipt says to come back tomorrow for another 50% discount of frozen yogurt. (I guess spending a certain amount entails 50% discounts.)

I actually caught up on some Green Lantern material at Barnes & Noble instead of going home to cath WWE RAW, but when I heard about CM Punk's revolutionary promo where he broke script and legitimately trashed the compay, I had to track down tonight's episode illegally on Youtube.com. OH. MY. GOD.

Downloading into the database and helping the homeless in the same sentence

Last night at cousin Kathy's house, I made a peanut butter sandwich to take home with a banana, a.k.a. collectively one of my daily meals, to eat for breakfast this morning before Gymnastics because I'm all out of those ingredients. But at Gymnastics, the doors were locked and one of my classmates (I think her name's Ashley, but I'm not sure) was on the phone with Azlynn. Apparently, Coach Shawn's wife wanted him to stay home for their daughter's Birthday and we were the only ones who didn't get the memo. I went straight to the gym to do 100 reps of each compound exercise and most isolation exercises.

The jackoffable chick who helps serve communion in Church during the afternoons was back. Database! And I gave a dollar to a homeless black man sitting outside the Church. Karma!

Johnny and I ran into each other twice, each of us doing a lap through the mall and Americana, but walking in opposite directions. Mommy and I ate dinner at Cheesecake Factory. I changed it up with Fettucini Alfredo with chicken and a side of green beans this time, but my usual Raspberry Lemonade. Afterward, we hit up Pinkberry. Johnny was there too. I tried the pomegranate flavor with toppings of mochi, raspberries and blueberries. And the receipt says to come back tomorrow for a 50% discount. Yay.

I've started to read some Green Lantern at the Barnes & Noble.

Dirt Road Anthem

At the mall, Faith at Brookstone was working. I renewed her in the database. But that's it. Seriously, where are all the girls?

Cousin Kathy had her house blessing party tonight. I ate everything and drank a Heineken. Cousin Kristian gave me a cup full of vodka mixed with some energy drink. I poured it in a bottle and took it home for fun time later.

Poor lolo Manning took a bus from Glendale because he didn't know my number to ask for a ride. I gave him a ride home. All entrances to the 5 South freeway were closed ... so I eventually drove through a barrier of cones and entered the 5 South anyway.

I fired up the porn and busted a #3 to the manager at Hot Topic, especially thinking about her thighs under the short skirt fake leopard skin dress she wore yesterday.

Who Wants To Live Forever?

Vahik had to reschedule guitar practice to tomorrow. Nevertheless, I carried my guitar around the mall like a chick magnet. I saw Marlon, whom I haven't seen since last November (see entry 11/26/10), which in turn was the first time I had seen him since college days. I found out that he frequents Tavern on Brand.

The manager at Hot Topic, who had trial appearances in my database a couple of time in the past, is so in my database from now on. She's short, but not a midget. She was wearing a short skirt, fake leopard skin dress. And now that she's consistently combed the once way-too-thick-bangs away, I can see her whole face.

Milestone: My stalker finally didn't pester me! But it could be she was too busy lip-syncing to Lady Gaga

At Lush, Gaby gave me free samples of a lighter hair product called King of the Mods and a conditioner called R&B. Let's see how those go.

I came back to the mall later to park my car. Former security guard Ortiz and Nataly coincidentally walked in at the same time. But I missed Marlon at Tavern on Brand. Walking back, I noticed Johnny was busy walking with some chick. Nataly had me hang out with her and I had her walk with me into Hot Topic just to show up the people there who think I'm a loner.

RYAN: So which chick were you checking out that one time?
NATALY: I don't remember.
RYAN: You're like a guy!

RYAN: (Referring to Leah) The one in pink is all right.
NATALY: I think it was her.

Well, Nataly (yes, who's a girl) seems to have great taste in chicks.

RYAN: I'm so glad they finally saw me with a girl after always seeing me alone.
NATALY: I think I saw them look up too, but then looked down because they didn't wanna make it obvious.

Speaking of Hot Topic, that chick Ruby poked me back on Facebook.

The Hangover was on TV. I ate some Sweet & Sour Pork before going to the gym to do a light and then heavy set for each muscle, like I used to. After planning to bust a #3 for the first time in a week, I was actually too sleepy to do so!