-found out I'm gonna be an uncle
-still partying on weekends
-i love bowling leagues. We're getting better, me, nikko, mike, marianne, bryan.
-working out and eating good is hard in the winter
-shopping online at work passes the time pretty well. Got a bowling ball, bowling shoes, bag and tape, polo jacket, and some kobe V's
-rockets and texans are hurting me
-fantasy football is a little more fun this year cause only four teams go to the playoffs. Picked up some season saviors peyton hillis and jacob tamme, but dropped number two and whatever high ranking recievers brandon lloyd and maclin, also dropped number one kicker akers
-our united team is back to being good. Third overall only by like a point differential of 8 points, there's like 12 people on the team now, so I don't feel as bad missing games like this past week when I woke up at 3 and our game was at 9. Had a wedding the night before.
-jessica's been really busy since everything's due at the end of the semester which is on monday. This is going to be a record 5 and a half days without seeing each other when I see her tonight, if she's lucky
-probably getting a new car early next year, but I'm gonna get ripped off cause I hate haggling
- work is cushy, hence, blogging this whole thing on my phone, I wonder if they will let me do this forever, but I'm still pretty new, five months.
-my parents make me feel bad for my bill every month. Fill up on gas every week, probably like 80 on tolls for the month. I guess it's all food and drinks. Rent is fine since it goes to people I know. I just feel like the reason you're putting money in other places is because you budgeted for expenses. And they were the ones that told me how much to have leftover to spend. Whatevs. But also my dad told me to get a car and to not be like him cause he never got himself nice things
-found out I love double partying days. Our friend has this lake house, and it's pretty bomb. Played beer pong, cornhole, and volleyball. I also found out what jess was talking about when she thinks it's fun when she's a hit in front of all her friends cause I was killin it in front of all these strangers, hope they don't ever read this. Anyway, partied there for like 5 hours, and when we got back it was only 7! Took a nap cause we were really drunk and set alarm for 9 to get ready to go out at night. Woke up at 11 and partied, I woke up before jessica and comtemplated if I should wake her and party or go back to sleep for the rest of the night. You know what it is
Tonight we're goin hard hard har ha ha hard - ke$ha
Showing posts with label Weekend Recap. Show all posts
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Friday, December 3, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Philippines 2010: Part 1
The Gaddis went again for the third time in two years for kuya jofre and ate mye's wedding on 10/10/10. I'm gonna try to break down the trip from my point of view.
Friday:
We get there at night after leaving thursday morning because of the airplane time machine. Starting to be tradition to go to Nomu right when we get there to meet up all the cousins. It's a small bar that my cousin part owns, and we meet most of the cousins there with some of their friends. We take over the vip room upstairs, and we take lots of shots and drink lots of beer. All the girls peace out, and we go to heartbeat. Everyone gets super drunk, and the girls are ugly. We get burger king, which becomes a recurring theme, and they wouldn't let us back into ate dianne's condo. We sleep at kuya jofre's, and I get a migraine and kick kuya jofre all night.
Saturday:
Kuya allen wakes us up to take us home so they can do stuff for the wedding. We're super hungover, and kuya russell stays to buy a suit for the wedding. Me and bryan just go to sleep when we get to the condo. We get ready to go to kalumpit where kuya tong and his brother's live. The condo doesn't have hot water, but the pressure and flow are good. Tita claire's house is super duper hot. She's kuya tong's mom and tito fred's wife. Kuya tong keeps wanting us to drink, but me and my brother are too hungover. We stay there all day, and everyone just keeps napping in the air conditioned rooms while I nap twice out in the living room and be soaking with sweat. We finally are all up, and we start drinking some beer while listening to kuya bong's cd's. He's a councilman and kuya tong's brother, so he has a jingle from his campaign. It's a parody of nobody but you by the wondergirls. Another cd we hear is a bunch of acoustic covers of pop songs from lady gaga and others, so we ask kuya bong's wife to burn us some. Time to leave and then party. Gets kinda late when we finally get to metrowalk to meet up kuya russell with kuya jofre and his family and the chicago people. On the way in, we see kuya russell walking out ballin it up. He says he's coming back. Everyone left before we got there, so we tried to party at aruba, just me, bryan, marianne, ate nicole, ida, and kuya rex. We get kuya jofre and them to come back baby. Party time. At least that's what it felt like to me, but it could have just been me kuya rex and fel. We met her chinese boyfriend for the first time there. She one upped me cause I didn't bring my chinese girlfriend, just my filipina one. Joke lang. We go to burger king, and kuya rex tries to order 2 of everything, but end up getting like 2 of 3 of the value meals. Me and him eat almost all of it. I get another migraine and throw up in the sink. Boom.
Friday:
We get there at night after leaving thursday morning because of the airplane time machine. Starting to be tradition to go to Nomu right when we get there to meet up all the cousins. It's a small bar that my cousin part owns, and we meet most of the cousins there with some of their friends. We take over the vip room upstairs, and we take lots of shots and drink lots of beer. All the girls peace out, and we go to heartbeat. Everyone gets super drunk, and the girls are ugly. We get burger king, which becomes a recurring theme, and they wouldn't let us back into ate dianne's condo. We sleep at kuya jofre's, and I get a migraine and kick kuya jofre all night.
Saturday:
Kuya allen wakes us up to take us home so they can do stuff for the wedding. We're super hungover, and kuya russell stays to buy a suit for the wedding. Me and bryan just go to sleep when we get to the condo. We get ready to go to kalumpit where kuya tong and his brother's live. The condo doesn't have hot water, but the pressure and flow are good. Tita claire's house is super duper hot. She's kuya tong's mom and tito fred's wife. Kuya tong keeps wanting us to drink, but me and my brother are too hungover. We stay there all day, and everyone just keeps napping in the air conditioned rooms while I nap twice out in the living room and be soaking with sweat. We finally are all up, and we start drinking some beer while listening to kuya bong's cd's. He's a councilman and kuya tong's brother, so he has a jingle from his campaign. It's a parody of nobody but you by the wondergirls. Another cd we hear is a bunch of acoustic covers of pop songs from lady gaga and others, so we ask kuya bong's wife to burn us some. Time to leave and then party. Gets kinda late when we finally get to metrowalk to meet up kuya russell with kuya jofre and his family and the chicago people. On the way in, we see kuya russell walking out ballin it up. He says he's coming back. Everyone left before we got there, so we tried to party at aruba, just me, bryan, marianne, ate nicole, ida, and kuya rex. We get kuya jofre and them to come back baby. Party time. At least that's what it felt like to me, but it could have just been me kuya rex and fel. We met her chinese boyfriend for the first time there. She one upped me cause I didn't bring my chinese girlfriend, just my filipina one. Joke lang. We go to burger king, and kuya rex tries to order 2 of everything, but end up getting like 2 of 3 of the value meals. Me and him eat almost all of it. I get another migraine and throw up in the sink. Boom.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Weekend Recap
Friday:
After work, I went to jessica's house to go for happy hour or dollar beers. When I got there, I couldn't find my wallet and hoped that it was just at my brother's house. Jessica's is 23 minutes away without traffic, so there goes happy hour and dollar beers.. We get to my brother's and decide to play call of duty for shots, with a handicap of course, even though jessica's kinda good for a girl that doesn't play. (I'll take that.) So it was a half shot of vodka every time she killed me, and a half shot for every four times I killed her. Sucked because she always got 2-4, but it was a little tough to get 12 and then 16. (I actually got 5 kills one time. Felt so good.) Plus everytime I looked at the kill cam, it was just her sweeping the dumb gun across the screen and luckily getting the crosshairs on me. (Sweeping across the screen but in the vicinity of where you are, so to me, that's called aiming. And then killing you means I aimed it good.)
Anyway, didn't even want to go to my room and not find my wallet. Just hoping it would be right on my bed where my jeans were laying. Not there. Luckily, I remember taking a dump, and there it was right in front of the toilet. I guess when my pants got crumpled down, it pushed the bottom of the wallet up and out of the pocket, cool story. (That's how two of my old cell phones dropped in the toilet. One time it was at Mason Jar when I was high school. The other time was at the club, cause you never bring purses to clubs. Oh and another time I dropped my cell phone into my bowl of pho. I forgot who witnessed that one, but it happened.)
We left to go to some place called Zimm's or something for jessica's friend jill's birthday. It's an older people's loungey place, and we're there with a bunch of jessica's classmates. (I like that place a lot. The patio is the bomb during the fall and the spring. I had an un-birthday party there a couple of years ago with my neighbor, Maria.) Andy and wendy come and tell us to go to union bar where their friend's birthday is. Oh yeah, we played b spike at Zimm's, and I beat up jessica. (Games like that are fun to me. I love when people forget and then when they see the fist coming at them, they get that frozen face with big eyes and go, "spike!spike!spike!")I remember in middle school, this kid on the bus got whooped up. The kind where you just see him sink down further and further into the seat while three guys are just punching downward like in the movies.
We get the birthday girl to agree to union, but change of plans to bronx bar in rice village. Just remember seeing asian and filipino people, and a girl looking for her 100 dollar earring. I thought I found it in a crack, but she just kept telling everyone that it was gone and knocked muy hands away when I was trying to pick it up, your loss. Sam came all late, and was mad that jenn came to be boring, busted.
Went with and and wendy and their friends to one of the guys' houses to eat our banh mi and jack in the box, which was the second time that night that I got jack in the box. It was all guys and just wendy and jessica. Then they started watching this asian girl that they all love who's a professional pole dancer, and jessica just kept saying how weird it was that this was happening. (Philip is making this sound like they were watching an actual girl pole dancing in their living room or something. No, it was on YouTube. We were all sitting around watching YouTube videos of a girl pole dancing to weird music. I was a little weirded out and kept saying so. Not my idea of a fun after party, but it was my fault 'cause I wanted to go so bad.) The end.
Saturday:
Jessica's mom's birthday. So they had lunch and a surprise party at night with a stripper. She can talk about that, and how she fell in love. (I didn't plan the stripper. Her friends did. They asked me to stay late at the party and slipped a bunch of dollar bills into my hand. I'm really nervous 'cause I'm with a bunch of my mom's friends and their husbands. Later in the night we hear the doorbell and a cop walks in and says that one of the cars in the driveway came up in a hit and run that day. He said the license plate #, and my mom starts freaking out and blaming my dad for it. The cop says he needs to ask her some questions and pulls out a chair and makes her sit it in. (Such a typical stripper set up.) My mom starts figuring things out 'cause my dad is in a corner taking pictures of this whole thing. Stripper pushes play on his boombox and does his thing. Flips down and does some push-ups while his legs are around my mom's neck. Chases all the women around and flings them over his shoulders and slaps their butts. All the husbands are in a corner watching. All the ladies are covering their faces and hoping he doesn't come after them. I say I'm underage so he doesn't touch me. They continued to party and I left to meet Philip.) I eat lunch at whataburger with sam cause he left his car at rice. I'm thinkin' I have united practice in the afternoon, so I get the barbecue cheddar burger meal plus two chicken strips with gravy. Third fast food meal in a row.
Go back to jessica's and hang out with her till practice, but hang out means I play protector IV tower defense. Practice canceled, so we hang out some more before her mom's gross stripper party that jessica planned. (I get so bored when he plays that stupid game. It forces me to surf the net which sucks on weekends 'cause I'm on the computer ALL week. I make him hang out with me for real which means we just lay around and talk about life. So deep.) Dennis came in from college station for practice, but it gets moved to sunday. I play some more tower defense after jessica leaves before I go over to sam's to play madden and pre drink.
When I try to get to sam's place at these west university apartments, where he just moved into the day before, he tells the me apt number like fifty times, but I keep forgetting. The security guard asks me for the number and I just say 12305 even thoush it's 12304, doesn't matter cause sam isn't even on the list cause he just moved in. He just tells me that he can't help me get around cause he doesn't know where sam is, and he just let's me and says to call sam, duh. He's a goofy white guy. I call sam and he tells me where to park and the hallway to walk into. I walk into the hallway and find 12305 and knock. No one answers, so I call sam. He tells me it's 12304, so I knock on that with no answer. I call him and tell him I'm outside. I'm actually not cause I'm knocking on 14305 and 14304 the whole time. I walk outta there super fast before someone comes out. Finally make it to 12304. We go to specs and chick fil a whike waiting for dennis to come. Fourth fast food meal in a row. He gets to sam's way faster than we expect with chick fil a taking longer than expected. When we finally get back to sam's, dennis is sitting outside the door with a sweat mark on his chest cause he waited for like 20 minutes, probably peed on his shirt thinking it was jess' couch. Got'em coach. We start playing call of duty for shots of crown, but the handicaps are too ridiculous so we kept changing them during the games. Dennis was the worst, but the learning curve for him was the fastest cause he never played, so his handicaps were too high and kept beating us. We moved to madden mini games of benching and the 40 yard dash. Domination, it's like what were other kids doing while my family was gaming? Playing outside or something? Yeah, right.
Leslie and jessica come over, and we all do normal pre drinking. Oh yeah something funny that happened was that sam spilled a coke back and a crown shot all over his white wall. What's funny is that I always joke about going over to sam's place to trash it cause we alwyays trashed dennis' house in college station, but dennis doesn't even have to trash sam's cause sam will do it himself. Noob. We go to boondocks and see every uh fsa person ever there. Don't remember anything weird happening except that we lost leslie. I spent like 10 or 15 minutes trying to find her after finally getting all these girls off dennis and sam. We find out that she took a cab and went home. Guess she didn't want to be a party pooper and make everyone leave cause of her.
We go to wendy's to hang out, and everyone's acting dumb. All she has to eat are strawberry flavored chinese cheetos and those pocky sticks. Anyway, I tried to put on jessica's slipper, and we start talking about that cool look when guys have to walk outside really quick, but the only slippers around are really girly ones and the heels are all hanging out the back and they're barely on the toes. Money. (Usually he has socks on too, and that looks even better.)
Sunday:
Football! Get up kinda early to go wash clothes and watch football at my brother's house. They went to louisiana. Plus, the us open men's championship between nadal and jokeavic. Freaking foster beat the colts by himself, but anyone can do what he did with the kind of blocking we did. Jessica falls asleep cause she's boring. (That must be a typo. He meant I fell asleep 'cause I was bored.) Basketball practice moved to monday, take that dennis. Then I get invited by jess' friends to play basketball at 5. (I like when my friends like Philip. Makes me feel like I got a good one. Drew kept yelling out "Kid-kid!" when Philip made a shot.)Good exercise, but so many weird people and overly competitive people. Scared to do or say anything. Went to a vietnamese rice plate after, super good bo luc lac. Went to emerald bowl after that for dollar games, shoes, hot dogs, and drinks. Bought three games cause my arm usually gets tired by then, and I tried working on my form but it made my scored suck. I've been spending most of my time at work looking up bowling tips and techniques. Found more on monday that I want to try out. Anyway, I couldn't leave without getting a 200 to continue my streak of getting at least one everytime I bowl with my new ball. Bowled at 224 with that last game, so the streak is at 3. Can't wait to go again. (Philip's goal is 200, mine is 100 and I got over a hundred twice. I keep watching other girls bowl so I can learn how to do it better, but it's not helping.)
After work, I went to jessica's house to go for happy hour or dollar beers. When I got there, I couldn't find my wallet and hoped that it was just at my brother's house. Jessica's is 23 minutes away without traffic, so there goes happy hour and dollar beers.. We get to my brother's and decide to play call of duty for shots, with a handicap of course, even though jessica's kinda good for a girl that doesn't play. (I'll take that.) So it was a half shot of vodka every time she killed me, and a half shot for every four times I killed her. Sucked because she always got 2-4, but it was a little tough to get 12 and then 16. (I actually got 5 kills one time. Felt so good.) Plus everytime I looked at the kill cam, it was just her sweeping the dumb gun across the screen and luckily getting the crosshairs on me. (Sweeping across the screen but in the vicinity of where you are, so to me, that's called aiming. And then killing you means I aimed it good.)
Anyway, didn't even want to go to my room and not find my wallet. Just hoping it would be right on my bed where my jeans were laying. Not there. Luckily, I remember taking a dump, and there it was right in front of the toilet. I guess when my pants got crumpled down, it pushed the bottom of the wallet up and out of the pocket, cool story. (That's how two of my old cell phones dropped in the toilet. One time it was at Mason Jar when I was high school. The other time was at the club, cause you never bring purses to clubs. Oh and another time I dropped my cell phone into my bowl of pho. I forgot who witnessed that one, but it happened.)
We left to go to some place called Zimm's or something for jessica's friend jill's birthday. It's an older people's loungey place, and we're there with a bunch of jessica's classmates. (I like that place a lot. The patio is the bomb during the fall and the spring. I had an un-birthday party there a couple of years ago with my neighbor, Maria.) Andy and wendy come and tell us to go to union bar where their friend's birthday is. Oh yeah, we played b spike at Zimm's, and I beat up jessica. (Games like that are fun to me. I love when people forget and then when they see the fist coming at them, they get that frozen face with big eyes and go, "spike!spike!spike!")I remember in middle school, this kid on the bus got whooped up. The kind where you just see him sink down further and further into the seat while three guys are just punching downward like in the movies.
We get the birthday girl to agree to union, but change of plans to bronx bar in rice village. Just remember seeing asian and filipino people, and a girl looking for her 100 dollar earring. I thought I found it in a crack, but she just kept telling everyone that it was gone and knocked muy hands away when I was trying to pick it up, your loss. Sam came all late, and was mad that jenn came to be boring, busted.
Went with and and wendy and their friends to one of the guys' houses to eat our banh mi and jack in the box, which was the second time that night that I got jack in the box. It was all guys and just wendy and jessica. Then they started watching this asian girl that they all love who's a professional pole dancer, and jessica just kept saying how weird it was that this was happening. (Philip is making this sound like they were watching an actual girl pole dancing in their living room or something. No, it was on YouTube. We were all sitting around watching YouTube videos of a girl pole dancing to weird music. I was a little weirded out and kept saying so. Not my idea of a fun after party, but it was my fault 'cause I wanted to go so bad.) The end.
Saturday:
Jessica's mom's birthday. So they had lunch and a surprise party at night with a stripper. She can talk about that, and how she fell in love. (I didn't plan the stripper. Her friends did. They asked me to stay late at the party and slipped a bunch of dollar bills into my hand. I'm really nervous 'cause I'm with a bunch of my mom's friends and their husbands. Later in the night we hear the doorbell and a cop walks in and says that one of the cars in the driveway came up in a hit and run that day. He said the license plate #, and my mom starts freaking out and blaming my dad for it. The cop says he needs to ask her some questions and pulls out a chair and makes her sit it in. (Such a typical stripper set up.) My mom starts figuring things out 'cause my dad is in a corner taking pictures of this whole thing. Stripper pushes play on his boombox and does his thing. Flips down and does some push-ups while his legs are around my mom's neck. Chases all the women around and flings them over his shoulders and slaps their butts. All the husbands are in a corner watching. All the ladies are covering their faces and hoping he doesn't come after them. I say I'm underage so he doesn't touch me. They continued to party and I left to meet Philip.) I eat lunch at whataburger with sam cause he left his car at rice. I'm thinkin' I have united practice in the afternoon, so I get the barbecue cheddar burger meal plus two chicken strips with gravy. Third fast food meal in a row.
Go back to jessica's and hang out with her till practice, but hang out means I play protector IV tower defense. Practice canceled, so we hang out some more before her mom's gross stripper party that jessica planned. (I get so bored when he plays that stupid game. It forces me to surf the net which sucks on weekends 'cause I'm on the computer ALL week. I make him hang out with me for real which means we just lay around and talk about life. So deep.) Dennis came in from college station for practice, but it gets moved to sunday. I play some more tower defense after jessica leaves before I go over to sam's to play madden and pre drink.
When I try to get to sam's place at these west university apartments, where he just moved into the day before, he tells the me apt number like fifty times, but I keep forgetting. The security guard asks me for the number and I just say 12305 even thoush it's 12304, doesn't matter cause sam isn't even on the list cause he just moved in. He just tells me that he can't help me get around cause he doesn't know where sam is, and he just let's me and says to call sam, duh. He's a goofy white guy. I call sam and he tells me where to park and the hallway to walk into. I walk into the hallway and find 12305 and knock. No one answers, so I call sam. He tells me it's 12304, so I knock on that with no answer. I call him and tell him I'm outside. I'm actually not cause I'm knocking on 14305 and 14304 the whole time. I walk outta there super fast before someone comes out. Finally make it to 12304. We go to specs and chick fil a whike waiting for dennis to come. Fourth fast food meal in a row. He gets to sam's way faster than we expect with chick fil a taking longer than expected. When we finally get back to sam's, dennis is sitting outside the door with a sweat mark on his chest cause he waited for like 20 minutes, probably peed on his shirt thinking it was jess' couch. Got'em coach. We start playing call of duty for shots of crown, but the handicaps are too ridiculous so we kept changing them during the games. Dennis was the worst, but the learning curve for him was the fastest cause he never played, so his handicaps were too high and kept beating us. We moved to madden mini games of benching and the 40 yard dash. Domination, it's like what were other kids doing while my family was gaming? Playing outside or something? Yeah, right.
Leslie and jessica come over, and we all do normal pre drinking. Oh yeah something funny that happened was that sam spilled a coke back and a crown shot all over his white wall. What's funny is that I always joke about going over to sam's place to trash it cause we alwyays trashed dennis' house in college station, but dennis doesn't even have to trash sam's cause sam will do it himself. Noob. We go to boondocks and see every uh fsa person ever there. Don't remember anything weird happening except that we lost leslie. I spent like 10 or 15 minutes trying to find her after finally getting all these girls off dennis and sam. We find out that she took a cab and went home. Guess she didn't want to be a party pooper and make everyone leave cause of her.
We go to wendy's to hang out, and everyone's acting dumb. All she has to eat are strawberry flavored chinese cheetos and those pocky sticks. Anyway, I tried to put on jessica's slipper, and we start talking about that cool look when guys have to walk outside really quick, but the only slippers around are really girly ones and the heels are all hanging out the back and they're barely on the toes. Money. (Usually he has socks on too, and that looks even better.)
Sunday:
Football! Get up kinda early to go wash clothes and watch football at my brother's house. They went to louisiana. Plus, the us open men's championship between nadal and jokeavic. Freaking foster beat the colts by himself, but anyone can do what he did with the kind of blocking we did. Jessica falls asleep cause she's boring. (That must be a typo. He meant I fell asleep 'cause I was bored.) Basketball practice moved to monday, take that dennis. Then I get invited by jess' friends to play basketball at 5. (I like when my friends like Philip. Makes me feel like I got a good one. Drew kept yelling out "Kid-kid!" when Philip made a shot.)Good exercise, but so many weird people and overly competitive people. Scared to do or say anything. Went to a vietnamese rice plate after, super good bo luc lac. Went to emerald bowl after that for dollar games, shoes, hot dogs, and drinks. Bought three games cause my arm usually gets tired by then, and I tried working on my form but it made my scored suck. I've been spending most of my time at work looking up bowling tips and techniques. Found more on monday that I want to try out. Anyway, I couldn't leave without getting a 200 to continue my streak of getting at least one everytime I bowl with my new ball. Bowled at 224 with that last game, so the streak is at 3. Can't wait to go again. (Philip's goal is 200, mine is 100 and I got over a hundred twice. I keep watching other girls bowl so I can learn how to do it better, but it's not helping.)
Thursday, September 9, 2010
weekend recap
Can't remember friday, help please Jessica.
Ok, I'll help.
I had dinner plans with Jolene and Tracy, a friend of Jolene's from high school who moved to California. She was visiting Houston and I'm pretty sure Jolene just didn't want to go alone. Dinner was planned for 8:30. So late. Who does that? Dinner was at Kaneyama on Westheimer. Their ramen sucks and was twice as expensive than Nippon, whose ramen is SO GOOD. Tracy's friends were young; they talked about gummy bear tattoos behind their ears and fighting people at First Colony Mall outside of Bui-Yah-Kah. You can laugh, I did. I bet I'll get beat up if they ever come upon this blog. One of the girls was Filipino and so I name dropped Philip and Paguio and she said she knew Marianne and Bryan and Pauline and Carmen. So really, she name dropped. (Philip made me Facebook search her to see if he knew her, but he didn't.) I called Philip to come over after dinner and he took forever 'cause he was playing Catan and he's, "Lemme call you back" - all fast and stuff. Wendy comes over and then Philip shows up and we meet Nikko in Rice Village. He's at Bronx Bar, which is never our top choice, but we go anyway. Philip tells me to order vodka and gives me his card. Out of sheer habit I say, "Four shots of Goose chilled, please." He never went out with me when I used to do it up big, so he got mad when he got the bill. Philip loves rap and listening to songs about popping Rose and lemon Lamborghini's, but when it comes to vodka I now know he likes it from the plastic bottles. I'm about to get beat up a second time.
Philip left out the best part about Saturday. He finally met my parents. My mom needed me to take her dog to the vet because she was out for a dance rehearsal (older Chinese parents do ballroom dancing). Philip comes with me and we go to the vet and then take Cooper back to my parent's house. I didn't think for a second that my parents would come home anytime soon so we just kind of hung out for a minute. Philip needs to take a dump so he does and while he's doing that I call my mom to tell her about the vet visit. She's like, "Oh! We're pulling up to the house. Is your "friend" with you?" I freak out and I'm like, "Mommmm! Nooooo! We're not ready!" She says if that's the case, she'll wait in the car and we can slip out the back and meet her when we're actually ready for it. I thought that was ridiculous, so I tell her to just come in, but to give us a couple of minutes because Philip is taking a dump. She yells out to her friend in the car, "Ha ha! He's taking a dump!( In Chinese.)" Philip is sweating balls when I tell him what's happening and we walk outside just as they're getting out of the car and it's my mom, my dad and her friend Georgina. Philip is wearing a t-shirt, basketball shorts and Sperry's. Super cool guy. We make small talk and Philip is adorable; trying to explain the vet visit and stuff. We leave and I call my mom on the drive home and I ask her what she thinks. She says "So handsome" and her friend in the background is going, "Hot! Hot! Hot! (In Chinese)" Whatever. Philip thinks he's the cats pajamas right now. So yeah, that was the first time they have ever met Philip...15 months later.
Now, onto fixing Philip's typos below.
Saturday:
Ran some errands. Eye exam at the chinese place Jessica goes to on Bellaire. Not such a good selection on frames. Hopefully the ones I chose are fine. I have to wait a week cause I have vsp, but the doctor didn't know that I had vsp and had already thrown my contacts away during the exam. My current glasses are messed up because I tried to straighten them at one of the nose pieces. I always break my glasses by doing that. I might be ocd, and I've also been doing a little beat with my mouth after every burp. please verify, Jessica.
Then we prayed at my parents house, which was the 7th day out of 9 for the novina for Tito Fred. At night was supposed to be a get fancy club night with Jessica and her girlfriends, but I purposefully did not bring a collared shirt, and luckily so did Drew. In the words of timmy from Rock Band, "It's sabotage!" Anyway, people start coming over, including sam and his cousin conrad. Everyone pre drinks, and it's Ello time. I always say as long as you're buzzed before you go anywhere, it should be fine. No exception here. Everyone sees a bunch of asian people they know because every asian in houston was there. Bouncer wouldn't let me in cause I was wearing a t shirt and chucks. It's either one or the other he says. As me and jess go back to the car to get some other shoes, he's like "if you wanna take care of me then whatever whatever." I'm thinking you're a loser I don't want to take care of you. We come back and go to the vip bouncer anyway cause raymond has a table. He tells me I need a collared shirt next time. Yeah yeah.
When we get back to jessica's, people drink some more. All I can remember today is that I ate a bunch of leftovers like pizza and mongolian beef, which I only know because of empty boxes with onions on the floor and pizza sauce on my pants. The other thing I remember is that conrad bumped the freaking dart board and the whole thing came crashing down. I built it with my bare hands, and now it's broken.
Sunday:
Wendy wakes us up because she wants the keys to jessica's car to drive down the street to her house. It's a 2 to 3 minute walk, but anyway woke us up to find the keys. Conrad stares at me while I'm walking around in my underwear and says, "hey, let me see the dart board." I bring it out to him, and then go back to sleep. I hear lots of noise in the middle of me and jess' sleeping. When we wake up for real, everyone is gone. And bomm, (that's French for "boom") the darts board cabinet and everything is back up. Upon further inspection, they fixed how I would have not, but at least I don't have to do it for a while. Thanks conrad (sarcastic) for breaking my junk. Thanks conrad (not sarcastic) for fixing it.
Jessica and I go to a pool party. Sounds like a children's book. Anyway, richard and anne host it, and we get there before everyone, including richard and anne. Pool parties are pretty fun, hung around didn't drink that much cause I knew we had prayer. Then beer bong guy shows up. People always try to get me to drink more because I'm the youngest whenever I hang out with jessica's friends. It happens just like frank the tank in old school. I keep resisting. Then I finally cave, "I'll do one." "He gon' do one!" "Once it hits your lips, it's just so good."
We finally leave after a million hours to go to mr. v's for prayer. Me and Jessica are pretty drunk. Jessica goes to sleep for the rest of the night, and I win poker and be obnoxious all night. Then I get a migrane while trying to sleep on allyse's bed. Hurts sooooooo bad. I go to the bathroom to take a dump, but after I take a dump, I make myself throw up in the sink because the toilet is all stinky. Now it's like the dumb and dumber scene with jeff daniels in the bathroom. I clogged the sink with my throw up. I thought I had more time because they were playing catan, but everyone was leaving and my brother started calling me. I'm all rushing and using my hanf (he's going German now) as a plunger and shoveling water and throw up out of the sink and into the tup with a cup (coolest rhyme ever) I found under the sink. I'm pretty sure I did a good job because the water was all gone and I don't remember seeing any chunks anywhere. I bet they found out the next day though. Bryan tries to drive my car back to his house, and I just keep looking at tita standing there. Me and Jessica leave cause my migrane is pretty much gone, and then I fall asleep on the couch. It's so hard to get up from the couch to go to bed even though you keep saying yeah I'll be there in a second, hold on. Overall, a good day and night. -kid cudi. Psyche.
Monday:
Party time cause it's labor day. Cept I don't feel so good. I'm pretty sure we just ate lunch and went to my parents house for last day of prayer. Oh yeah, we went to hootersan (that Japanese restaurant with boobs and wings) and since it was labor day, we ordered ten wings and got ten for free. We were staring so bad so got appetizers too. (I will kill Philip for staring at Hootersan)I thought I was gonna kill it, but we ended up taking more than ten wings home. I guess my stomach wasn't ready after the day before. Prayer and then catan all day. Marianne and shara want to do something fun like shop and junk or dress up and go eat somewhere nice cause they were sad or something. It was all weird cause they're girls and I'm trying to play tower defense protector IV. The go to Ra happy hour. Guys play catan. Me and jess go home cause she has homework. I find out the next day that nikko kuya rex bryan and chris played catan all night at my brothers. I didn't feel good anyway. We need to keep stats of everytime people lose and win.
Just spent the first hour and a half at work typing this out on my phone.
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Ok, I'll help.
I had dinner plans with Jolene and Tracy, a friend of Jolene's from high school who moved to California. She was visiting Houston and I'm pretty sure Jolene just didn't want to go alone. Dinner was planned for 8:30. So late. Who does that? Dinner was at Kaneyama on Westheimer. Their ramen sucks and was twice as expensive than Nippon, whose ramen is SO GOOD. Tracy's friends were young; they talked about gummy bear tattoos behind their ears and fighting people at First Colony Mall outside of Bui-Yah-Kah. You can laugh, I did. I bet I'll get beat up if they ever come upon this blog. One of the girls was Filipino and so I name dropped Philip and Paguio and she said she knew Marianne and Bryan and Pauline and Carmen. So really, she name dropped. (Philip made me Facebook search her to see if he knew her, but he didn't.) I called Philip to come over after dinner and he took forever 'cause he was playing Catan and he's, "Lemme call you back" - all fast and stuff. Wendy comes over and then Philip shows up and we meet Nikko in Rice Village. He's at Bronx Bar, which is never our top choice, but we go anyway. Philip tells me to order vodka and gives me his card. Out of sheer habit I say, "Four shots of Goose chilled, please." He never went out with me when I used to do it up big, so he got mad when he got the bill. Philip loves rap and listening to songs about popping Rose and lemon Lamborghini's, but when it comes to vodka I now know he likes it from the plastic bottles. I'm about to get beat up a second time.
Philip left out the best part about Saturday. He finally met my parents. My mom needed me to take her dog to the vet because she was out for a dance rehearsal (older Chinese parents do ballroom dancing). Philip comes with me and we go to the vet and then take Cooper back to my parent's house. I didn't think for a second that my parents would come home anytime soon so we just kind of hung out for a minute. Philip needs to take a dump so he does and while he's doing that I call my mom to tell her about the vet visit. She's like, "Oh! We're pulling up to the house. Is your "friend" with you?" I freak out and I'm like, "Mommmm! Nooooo! We're not ready!" She says if that's the case, she'll wait in the car and we can slip out the back and meet her when we're actually ready for it. I thought that was ridiculous, so I tell her to just come in, but to give us a couple of minutes because Philip is taking a dump. She yells out to her friend in the car, "Ha ha! He's taking a dump!( In Chinese.)" Philip is sweating balls when I tell him what's happening and we walk outside just as they're getting out of the car and it's my mom, my dad and her friend Georgina. Philip is wearing a t-shirt, basketball shorts and Sperry's. Super cool guy. We make small talk and Philip is adorable; trying to explain the vet visit and stuff. We leave and I call my mom on the drive home and I ask her what she thinks. She says "So handsome" and her friend in the background is going, "Hot! Hot! Hot! (In Chinese)" Whatever. Philip thinks he's the cats pajamas right now. So yeah, that was the first time they have ever met Philip...15 months later.
Now, onto fixing Philip's typos below.
Saturday:
Ran some errands. Eye exam at the chinese place Jessica goes to on Bellaire. Not such a good selection on frames. Hopefully the ones I chose are fine. I have to wait a week cause I have vsp, but the doctor didn't know that I had vsp and had already thrown my contacts away during the exam. My current glasses are messed up because I tried to straighten them at one of the nose pieces. I always break my glasses by doing that. I might be ocd, and I've also been doing a little beat with my mouth after every burp. please verify, Jessica.
Then we prayed at my parents house, which was the 7th day out of 9 for the novina for Tito Fred. At night was supposed to be a get fancy club night with Jessica and her girlfriends, but I purposefully did not bring a collared shirt, and luckily so did Drew. In the words of timmy from Rock Band, "It's sabotage!" Anyway, people start coming over, including sam and his cousin conrad. Everyone pre drinks, and it's Ello time. I always say as long as you're buzzed before you go anywhere, it should be fine. No exception here. Everyone sees a bunch of asian people they know because every asian in houston was there. Bouncer wouldn't let me in cause I was wearing a t shirt and chucks. It's either one or the other he says. As me and jess go back to the car to get some other shoes, he's like "if you wanna take care of me then whatever whatever." I'm thinking you're a loser I don't want to take care of you. We come back and go to the vip bouncer anyway cause raymond has a table. He tells me I need a collared shirt next time. Yeah yeah.
When we get back to jessica's, people drink some more. All I can remember today is that I ate a bunch of leftovers like pizza and mongolian beef, which I only know because of empty boxes with onions on the floor and pizza sauce on my pants. The other thing I remember is that conrad bumped the freaking dart board and the whole thing came crashing down. I built it with my bare hands, and now it's broken.
Sunday:
Wendy wakes us up because she wants the keys to jessica's car to drive down the street to her house. It's a 2 to 3 minute walk, but anyway woke us up to find the keys. Conrad stares at me while I'm walking around in my underwear and says, "hey, let me see the dart board." I bring it out to him, and then go back to sleep. I hear lots of noise in the middle of me and jess' sleeping. When we wake up for real, everyone is gone. And bomm, (that's French for "boom") the darts board cabinet and everything is back up. Upon further inspection, they fixed how I would have not, but at least I don't have to do it for a while. Thanks conrad (sarcastic) for breaking my junk. Thanks conrad (not sarcastic) for fixing it.
Jessica and I go to a pool party. Sounds like a children's book. Anyway, richard and anne host it, and we get there before everyone, including richard and anne. Pool parties are pretty fun, hung around didn't drink that much cause I knew we had prayer. Then beer bong guy shows up. People always try to get me to drink more because I'm the youngest whenever I hang out with jessica's friends. It happens just like frank the tank in old school. I keep resisting. Then I finally cave, "I'll do one." "He gon' do one!" "Once it hits your lips, it's just so good."
We finally leave after a million hours to go to mr. v's for prayer. Me and Jessica are pretty drunk. Jessica goes to sleep for the rest of the night, and I win poker and be obnoxious all night. Then I get a migrane while trying to sleep on allyse's bed. Hurts sooooooo bad. I go to the bathroom to take a dump, but after I take a dump, I make myself throw up in the sink because the toilet is all stinky. Now it's like the dumb and dumber scene with jeff daniels in the bathroom. I clogged the sink with my throw up. I thought I had more time because they were playing catan, but everyone was leaving and my brother started calling me. I'm all rushing and using my hanf (he's going German now) as a plunger and shoveling water and throw up out of the sink and into the tup with a cup (coolest rhyme ever) I found under the sink. I'm pretty sure I did a good job because the water was all gone and I don't remember seeing any chunks anywhere. I bet they found out the next day though. Bryan tries to drive my car back to his house, and I just keep looking at tita standing there. Me and Jessica leave cause my migrane is pretty much gone, and then I fall asleep on the couch. It's so hard to get up from the couch to go to bed even though you keep saying yeah I'll be there in a second, hold on. Overall, a good day and night. -kid cudi. Psyche.
Monday:
Party time cause it's labor day. Cept I don't feel so good. I'm pretty sure we just ate lunch and went to my parents house for last day of prayer. Oh yeah, we went to hootersan (that Japanese restaurant with boobs and wings) and since it was labor day, we ordered ten wings and got ten for free. We were staring so bad so got appetizers too. (I will kill Philip for staring at Hootersan)I thought I was gonna kill it, but we ended up taking more than ten wings home. I guess my stomach wasn't ready after the day before. Prayer and then catan all day. Marianne and shara want to do something fun like shop and junk or dress up and go eat somewhere nice cause they were sad or something. It was all weird cause they're girls and I'm trying to play tower defense protector IV. The go to Ra happy hour. Guys play catan. Me and jess go home cause she has homework. I find out the next day that nikko kuya rex bryan and chris played catan all night at my brothers. I didn't feel good anyway. We need to keep stats of everytime people lose and win.
Just spent the first hour and a half at work typing this out on my phone.
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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Weekend Recap
Friday:
Went for dollar beers after work at sherlock's in river oaks. People who came were me, jessica, nikko, sam, dennis, christine, mona, and kimberly. Started at 7 and was a long night. We play a bunch of darts, I love dollar beers, and I got stabbed in my left nipple. Jessica came late because she had practice for a fashion show she was gonna be in on saturday because she's a model.
We left at 9 something to go play beer pong at pearl bar, which worked. Usually never works cause we always plan to go early to get a table, but never make it. Anyway, dennis' mom calls him at jess' house, and he tells her he's coming home soon. Psych. He comes with us. Beer pong sucks outside, but me, sam, and christine win anyway. These losers wanted to play next, like always. Boring.
I tell jessica to go get beer with wendy so we can play board games, and we'll meet them. I guess I was drunk cause I didn't know no one else wanted to do that, but by then jess already left, and me and sam have no ride. Jessica gets mad that I tricked her, so I get a double jack on the rocks. We go to the Lot and I don't remember anything cept that jessica came back to save us.
When we wake up, it looks like we made really messy crepes the night before. Also, that cookie cake jessica brought to all my birthday dinners that no one touched for like a week and a half, someone touched it I guess, cause there was blue and green icing all over the floor. Crazy kids.
Saturday:
Super hungover. Parents are on a cruise, so no church, but freaking jessica has to leave at 230 for the fashion show and doesn't get out till 10. I want to have fun, but no one's doing anything. On all the other weekends I'm all squeezed for time to do a bunch of fun stuff like pool parties and junk, but when I finally have time, nothing. So I play bloons for a while at jessica's until I just go back to my brother's to play call of duty until party time for jonas' birthday.
Surprised to see nikko there cause I forgot he passed out at jess' the night before, but went to my bro's to pick up a laptop for his dad. Anyway, call of duty time. I'm addicted right now, but life is getting in the way, I need to be dead. We end up playing 3 games of monopoly. I win one, and I'm on the way to my second victory when my brother gets all hot at the craps table, I'll show him hot craps. I don't know why I get so mad playing monopoly and losing, I wish I didn't, but it's better than playing with people who don't care, I think. Anyway, nikko gets last all three times, and gay bryan wins two.
Party time at jonas'. Nikko goes to poker, bryan has a huge club party to go to that everyone's gonna be at, and your a square if you're not there. Million dollar song right theah! Jess is at the fashion show, so I'm ridin solo, I'm ridin' solo. I'm still hungover. Whenever nikko tried, yeah I said tried, to play call of duty after losing in monops, it would make me really dizzy. I get to jonas' and drink water for a while cause I don't feel good. A bunch of current philsa people are there and they started early. Jason's all super red, but jonas doesn't seem drunk, and never actually does the whole night I was there. Me and dennis don't even play a single game of beer pong, but jason keeps organizing 20 people games of flip cup, where you have to do certain actions before drinking. Girls had to get on one knee and head bob 3 times. Guys had to spin and lick the air 3 times. Richard came and got super lucky and beat me and dennis in pool cutthroat.
The plan was to use jonas' as the pre party and to leave whenever jessica got out, but jessica texts me that she's done right as I'm walking to the house from my parking spot. I tell her we're gonna stay a bit cause I just got there, and dennis and richard aren't even there yet. I feel bad, but then she goes to the strip club anyway cause she's mad. Strip club's name is glitter. Dennis and I try to figure out where to go, or to even go anywhere at all cause we're still at jonas' at 1215. We decide to just go to the lot even though he wants to go to boondocks to see his boyfriend really bad. I say ok let's go, but he doesn't want to feel the wrath of jessica who's at the lot cause chris picked her up from the strip club to meet up jade and her brother at the Lot. We tell mona we're going there. Me and dennis drop off my car at jess', and don't get to the Lot till 140, but we have a secret weapon. We took some gross vodka from jonas' house and put it in a water bottle, disgusting. I tell jessica to get ush a chaser to mix it with, and we get a cokeback. Coke and vodka, never heard of it? After party at jess' with mona, stef, dennis, me and jessica. Nothing interesting, dennis' parents call like always, and party's over.
Sunday:
Lunchtime at sandong snacks on bellaire cause dennis went to church in sugarland. Jessica likes to call it santong. Get there and dennis is wearing the same thing as the night before and looks red. Embarrassing. Imagine I said that like the guy from the big three celtics espn commercial where they're wearing their uniforms in the office, and the guys are making fun of them cause they called each other the night before to match the next day. Anyway, it seemed pretty good, but coulda been better if jessica knew me better and got what I liked. Say something. Thought so. How does it feel to be so close to the sun?
Me and jessica go to memorial city mall to watch dinner for schmucks. Genuinely thought it was gonna be wack, with some extra downhyping, it turned out to be funny. forgot that we went to tap house after lunch until I remembered that we also got dibs and a large icee at the movie, what a good diet. Walked around the super crowded mall, and then went to 99 ranch across the highway for some sushi to make at home. It's the bomb. We on demand hot tub time machine, and I laugh out loud a few times in the first third, but then I'm not really sure what happened, maybe just wasn't as funny anymore. Didn't downhype enough.
The end. I typed the friday recap on my phone in the bathroom at work.
Went for dollar beers after work at sherlock's in river oaks. People who came were me, jessica, nikko, sam, dennis, christine, mona, and kimberly. Started at 7 and was a long night. We play a bunch of darts, I love dollar beers, and I got stabbed in my left nipple. Jessica came late because she had practice for a fashion show she was gonna be in on saturday because she's a model.
We left at 9 something to go play beer pong at pearl bar, which worked. Usually never works cause we always plan to go early to get a table, but never make it. Anyway, dennis' mom calls him at jess' house, and he tells her he's coming home soon. Psych. He comes with us. Beer pong sucks outside, but me, sam, and christine win anyway. These losers wanted to play next, like always. Boring.
I tell jessica to go get beer with wendy so we can play board games, and we'll meet them. I guess I was drunk cause I didn't know no one else wanted to do that, but by then jess already left, and me and sam have no ride. Jessica gets mad that I tricked her, so I get a double jack on the rocks. We go to the Lot and I don't remember anything cept that jessica came back to save us.
When we wake up, it looks like we made really messy crepes the night before. Also, that cookie cake jessica brought to all my birthday dinners that no one touched for like a week and a half, someone touched it I guess, cause there was blue and green icing all over the floor. Crazy kids.
Saturday:
Super hungover. Parents are on a cruise, so no church, but freaking jessica has to leave at 230 for the fashion show and doesn't get out till 10. I want to have fun, but no one's doing anything. On all the other weekends I'm all squeezed for time to do a bunch of fun stuff like pool parties and junk, but when I finally have time, nothing. So I play bloons for a while at jessica's until I just go back to my brother's to play call of duty until party time for jonas' birthday.
Surprised to see nikko there cause I forgot he passed out at jess' the night before, but went to my bro's to pick up a laptop for his dad. Anyway, call of duty time. I'm addicted right now, but life is getting in the way, I need to be dead. We end up playing 3 games of monopoly. I win one, and I'm on the way to my second victory when my brother gets all hot at the craps table, I'll show him hot craps. I don't know why I get so mad playing monopoly and losing, I wish I didn't, but it's better than playing with people who don't care, I think. Anyway, nikko gets last all three times, and gay bryan wins two.
Party time at jonas'. Nikko goes to poker, bryan has a huge club party to go to that everyone's gonna be at, and your a square if you're not there. Million dollar song right theah! Jess is at the fashion show, so I'm ridin solo, I'm ridin' solo. I'm still hungover. Whenever nikko tried, yeah I said tried, to play call of duty after losing in monops, it would make me really dizzy. I get to jonas' and drink water for a while cause I don't feel good. A bunch of current philsa people are there and they started early. Jason's all super red, but jonas doesn't seem drunk, and never actually does the whole night I was there. Me and dennis don't even play a single game of beer pong, but jason keeps organizing 20 people games of flip cup, where you have to do certain actions before drinking. Girls had to get on one knee and head bob 3 times. Guys had to spin and lick the air 3 times. Richard came and got super lucky and beat me and dennis in pool cutthroat.
The plan was to use jonas' as the pre party and to leave whenever jessica got out, but jessica texts me that she's done right as I'm walking to the house from my parking spot. I tell her we're gonna stay a bit cause I just got there, and dennis and richard aren't even there yet. I feel bad, but then she goes to the strip club anyway cause she's mad. Strip club's name is glitter. Dennis and I try to figure out where to go, or to even go anywhere at all cause we're still at jonas' at 1215. We decide to just go to the lot even though he wants to go to boondocks to see his boyfriend really bad. I say ok let's go, but he doesn't want to feel the wrath of jessica who's at the lot cause chris picked her up from the strip club to meet up jade and her brother at the Lot. We tell mona we're going there. Me and dennis drop off my car at jess', and don't get to the Lot till 140, but we have a secret weapon. We took some gross vodka from jonas' house and put it in a water bottle, disgusting. I tell jessica to get ush a chaser to mix it with, and we get a cokeback. Coke and vodka, never heard of it? After party at jess' with mona, stef, dennis, me and jessica. Nothing interesting, dennis' parents call like always, and party's over.
Sunday:
Lunchtime at sandong snacks on bellaire cause dennis went to church in sugarland. Jessica likes to call it santong. Get there and dennis is wearing the same thing as the night before and looks red. Embarrassing. Imagine I said that like the guy from the big three celtics espn commercial where they're wearing their uniforms in the office, and the guys are making fun of them cause they called each other the night before to match the next day. Anyway, it seemed pretty good, but coulda been better if jessica knew me better and got what I liked. Say something. Thought so. How does it feel to be so close to the sun?
Me and jessica go to memorial city mall to watch dinner for schmucks. Genuinely thought it was gonna be wack, with some extra downhyping, it turned out to be funny. forgot that we went to tap house after lunch until I remembered that we also got dibs and a large icee at the movie, what a good diet. Walked around the super crowded mall, and then went to 99 ranch across the highway for some sushi to make at home. It's the bomb. We on demand hot tub time machine, and I laugh out loud a few times in the first third, but then I'm not really sure what happened, maybe just wasn't as funny anymore. Didn't downhype enough.
The end. I typed the friday recap on my phone in the bathroom at work.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Changes/Weekend Recap
This past week was SO RAINY. Hurricane Alex was en route to Mexico so we had to deal with some major tropical storm damage. Pouring rain, flooded streets, heat and humidity. Just a quick reminder of this week's setting.
So, on Thursday Philip came over around dinner time. (Haven't been seeing as much of each other since he started his job sooooo far away and lives at his brother's house soooooo far away.) Over the phone we planned on having Japanese food but Chris & Shara called and invited us to eat at Huynh's downtown which he said was BYOW. We're there. I was walking to the corner store to get two bottles when Philip pulled up to my house, so I made him walk with me. He was all disgruntled at the way I was holding the umbrella 'cause he was getting wet. I think people who are not holding the umbrella should have to keep up with the one holding it in order to make it work.
Huynh's was pretty good. Philip had the pho which I liked because it was heavy on the star anise (licorice flavor is what I like to call it). I had a charbroiled chicken rice plate which I thought tasted better at Pho Saigon. Two bottles of wine = not enough wine for 4 people. Shara didn't have to work the next day so we ended up going to her and Chris's house to have some bloody mary's. We woulda had some Sweet Tea, but it was a dummy bottle. Someone drank all of it and then refilled the bottle with soy sauce and water instead. So clever. Except my nose works so you can't fool me. Go ahead, insert big-nose-joke here. We played sing-star and I could only beat people when I harmonized with Philip and then we went to Glitter to continue the karaoking for a little bit.
On Friday Rex had a party at his house. He lives way out on the other side of the world too, so Philip just went there straight from his brother's house. I caught a ride with Chris and Shara and we decided to take 45 to the beltway which was THE WORST IDEA EVER. We were stuck in traffic for a straight hour because the feeder was completely flooded and cars were driving through the grass to come up onto the freeway. The whole time we were starving and we kept debating whether or not to exit and get some food. Texted Philip about what food was there and he said they ordered pizza which made my mouth water. When we got there I totally thought it was a pineapple pizza but it was grilled chicken. I'm pretty sure everyone got fooled by that too because statistically more people get pineapple pizza than chicken pizza, and that's a fact jack. Also, 48% of all statistics are made up. We played a lot of beer pong in Rex's garage with a million mosquitoes and million couches. His roommate is like the most useful roommate ever. He made a fan station to flow the A/C from inside the house to the garage and hooked up some speakers for music. But we didn't need either of those things to win the first 4 rounds of beer pong. Win! Win! Win! Philip thought he was such a funny guy that night. It was probably one of his career highs. My ride left me there at the end of the night so I had to beg Philip to give me a place to stay. Psych. More like the other way around.
Saturday. Philip, Bryan and Russell went to work out and left me and Marianne to do whatever we wanted. She took me around the northside and we went to The Container Store where Martha Stewart's biggest fans all work. That place makes you want to buy everything and makes you want to change your life. But man, every time you stopped to look at something a lady would walk up and have a story to tell you about why that thing is so awesome. It worked and I'm a sucker. I got talked into buying a thing that soaks up moisture in a room and collects it in a basin. What's embarrassing is that I talked it up like it was the best thing ever to Philip, hours after buying it. I'm pretty sure I'm returning everything that I bought from there. After that Marianne's like, "Wanna go to DSW to look at shoes?" Yesyesyesyesyeys. So many goodies so little money. Marianne was trying on these black heels and this old Mexican lady sitting near us was looking, so I gave her the thumbs up, like "yeahhh, she should buy them." Then she starts talking to us all fast and in Spanish and I know we have that wide-eyed, looking around nervously but laughing because we don't know what the hell she's saying look. But she just keeps on going. We kind of pretend to know and just talk back to her anyway. Maybe she doesn't have many people who want to talk to her. We get some Starbucks and go back to her house. Oh yeah, and I bought a pair of pink wedges on sale. We sit around and watch an hour of America's Funniest Videos "10 Best Pranks Edition" and it was so worth it. Favorites were: the plastic carpet runners with pointy side flipped up to unsuspecting guests, the one where one friend put an iguana on the other friend who is deathly scared of iguanas and the fake lotto ticket montage (so mean, but so funny). We went to Banana Republic so Philip could get work clothes since my brother works there and gets a discount (kinda, not really). When we walked into Banana, I waved into the security cameras because my friend Marcia's boyfriend Isaiah works in the Loss Control Department. Of course it worked, so he came down and we talked for a little bit. No one was stealing anything that day so he was super bored and was probably so extremely happy that he ran into two of the most interesting people in the world. We ate Taco Bell at the mall and it was unsatisfactory because they forgot the guacamole that we ordered. Did anything interesting happen at The Galleria? Probably not, I can't remember. After that Philip took me home and he went to Nikko's house to eat and I got ready to go to Mo and Abbas's going away party at Boheme's. They are moving to Seattle where it's just as rainy as it is today I guess. The party was fun and I loved the atmosphere. Bet it's the bomb in the spring-time because their patios are really nice. Left early so I could meet up Philip at my place to go to Pearl Bar where Mile's was celebrating his birthday. So many people came out that night! I invited my neighbor Adam to come with us and he did. I think he had a good time. Kept trying to buy shots for everyone which was cool. Oh yeah, and at the end of the night me and Philip got into a bad fight says everyone else. Supposedly he said he was going to kill me and I said "Ok, I'm dead." I don't know if that's true, but that's what Nikko said. I still remember having fun at the end of the night at my place though. Alter egos are cool.
Sunday was Philip's cousin's engagement party. Ate a bunch of food, played with a bunch of kids, realized how delicious jalapenos were, played the hand-slap game, got owned and sweated a lot. Walked to the park and pushed kids on swings for what felt like forever and then tried to get on the monkey bars. Philip made fun of my armpits so I scared him when there was a wasp nearby. He ran away. I win. After the engagement party we drove out to Katy to party at Nikko's house. I stopped by Jolene and Matt's (and baby Joseph's) new house since they live like one neighborhood away. So weird that my old partner in crime is now settled down with a fiance (fye-ance says Holly Hunter in Raising Arizona), a kid, two dogs and a house in the suburbs. We popped some fireworks and drank a beer just for festivities sake. While Philip and I were standing the driveway Joseph bragged to us that his dad was so strong that he could smush him back into a baby. That's pretty strong. We convinced Matt, Jo and Joseph to come back with us to Nikko's to drink and party. We popped way more fireworks and firecrackers (those things get addicting) and played beer pong and flip cup. Joseph made Philip play Pokemon cards with him because Philip is king of Japanese loser boy games: Digimon, Pokemom, Yugigoh, Bloons TD4.
After that we all went to Baker Street in Katy and the waitress was a total B. (Dumb waitress was being rude cause she's a loser, probably a bad day, but that just means she sucks at her job. Her and jessica got into it because jessica asked for a pitcher and the girl got rude. Then jessica purposely said out loud while she was standing behind her that she shouldn't be sucky to us because other people sucked to her. Also, she got joseph's order wrong twice, and he was the only one to order anything, and rolled her eyes. Joseph's thing is what started it. Anyway, I go to close my tab cause it's about to be uh... Girlfight. I mediate a little, and while I'm talking to her she's rubbing my back like I'm friends with her cause I'm the one with the tab. Loser. I slap her in the face a couple of times and she pays for the tab. Perce! Went back to nikko's and I ate the whole bag of hot cheetoh's that I was mad at them for having cause I knew I was gonna kill it later, and the rest came back with whataburger.)
Monday. Philip and I ran some errands at the bank and grocery store and then went to his Tito Boy's house. He's not really a boy, he's a grown man. We ate a bunch of leftovers from the engagement party and then I got really, really sleepy. Philip laughed at his little cousin Kate after she tried to sit on a stool and almost fell out. She got mad and ran up to him with a fist (a fist grasping a pen) pretending to stab him and then she got in trouble so she balled up and hid her face in a pillow for what seemed like forever. Diego wanted me to race paper airplanes with him so I did. I never learned any airplane folding techniques as a child, so I just make them up and make them symmetrical. Usually mine just plummet and don't do anything cool. I challenged Philip and he made one and we raced them and and mine fluttered and plummeted while his glided for a SECOND (been doing this my whole life). Took Chris back to his house and then we went to Kroger again to buy groceries to make healthy dinners for the week. Kroger's twice in one day. We had rotisserie chicken and spinach with a side of The Book of Eli. I thought that movie sucked "ball hairs". (Thought the movie was fine, aka fioooooooonnnee)
Jess/(Philip)
So, on Thursday Philip came over around dinner time. (Haven't been seeing as much of each other since he started his job sooooo far away and lives at his brother's house soooooo far away.) Over the phone we planned on having Japanese food but Chris & Shara called and invited us to eat at Huynh's downtown which he said was BYOW. We're there. I was walking to the corner store to get two bottles when Philip pulled up to my house, so I made him walk with me. He was all disgruntled at the way I was holding the umbrella 'cause he was getting wet. I think people who are not holding the umbrella should have to keep up with the one holding it in order to make it work.
Huynh's was pretty good. Philip had the pho which I liked because it was heavy on the star anise (licorice flavor is what I like to call it). I had a charbroiled chicken rice plate which I thought tasted better at Pho Saigon. Two bottles of wine = not enough wine for 4 people. Shara didn't have to work the next day so we ended up going to her and Chris's house to have some bloody mary's. We woulda had some Sweet Tea, but it was a dummy bottle. Someone drank all of it and then refilled the bottle with soy sauce and water instead. So clever. Except my nose works so you can't fool me. Go ahead, insert big-nose-joke here. We played sing-star and I could only beat people when I harmonized with Philip and then we went to Glitter to continue the karaoking for a little bit.
On Friday Rex had a party at his house. He lives way out on the other side of the world too, so Philip just went there straight from his brother's house. I caught a ride with Chris and Shara and we decided to take 45 to the beltway which was THE WORST IDEA EVER. We were stuck in traffic for a straight hour because the feeder was completely flooded and cars were driving through the grass to come up onto the freeway. The whole time we were starving and we kept debating whether or not to exit and get some food. Texted Philip about what food was there and he said they ordered pizza which made my mouth water. When we got there I totally thought it was a pineapple pizza but it was grilled chicken. I'm pretty sure everyone got fooled by that too because statistically more people get pineapple pizza than chicken pizza, and that's a fact jack. Also, 48% of all statistics are made up. We played a lot of beer pong in Rex's garage with a million mosquitoes and million couches. His roommate is like the most useful roommate ever. He made a fan station to flow the A/C from inside the house to the garage and hooked up some speakers for music. But we didn't need either of those things to win the first 4 rounds of beer pong. Win! Win! Win! Philip thought he was such a funny guy that night. It was probably one of his career highs. My ride left me there at the end of the night so I had to beg Philip to give me a place to stay. Psych. More like the other way around.
Saturday. Philip, Bryan and Russell went to work out and left me and Marianne to do whatever we wanted. She took me around the northside and we went to The Container Store where Martha Stewart's biggest fans all work. That place makes you want to buy everything and makes you want to change your life. But man, every time you stopped to look at something a lady would walk up and have a story to tell you about why that thing is so awesome. It worked and I'm a sucker. I got talked into buying a thing that soaks up moisture in a room and collects it in a basin. What's embarrassing is that I talked it up like it was the best thing ever to Philip, hours after buying it. I'm pretty sure I'm returning everything that I bought from there. After that Marianne's like, "Wanna go to DSW to look at shoes?" Yesyesyesyesyeys. So many goodies so little money. Marianne was trying on these black heels and this old Mexican lady sitting near us was looking, so I gave her the thumbs up, like "yeahhh, she should buy them." Then she starts talking to us all fast and in Spanish and I know we have that wide-eyed, looking around nervously but laughing because we don't know what the hell she's saying look. But she just keeps on going. We kind of pretend to know and just talk back to her anyway. Maybe she doesn't have many people who want to talk to her. We get some Starbucks and go back to her house. Oh yeah, and I bought a pair of pink wedges on sale. We sit around and watch an hour of America's Funniest Videos "10 Best Pranks Edition" and it was so worth it. Favorites were: the plastic carpet runners with pointy side flipped up to unsuspecting guests, the one where one friend put an iguana on the other friend who is deathly scared of iguanas and the fake lotto ticket montage (so mean, but so funny). We went to Banana Republic so Philip could get work clothes since my brother works there and gets a discount (kinda, not really). When we walked into Banana, I waved into the security cameras because my friend Marcia's boyfriend Isaiah works in the Loss Control Department. Of course it worked, so he came down and we talked for a little bit. No one was stealing anything that day so he was super bored and was probably so extremely happy that he ran into two of the most interesting people in the world. We ate Taco Bell at the mall and it was unsatisfactory because they forgot the guacamole that we ordered. Did anything interesting happen at The Galleria? Probably not, I can't remember. After that Philip took me home and he went to Nikko's house to eat and I got ready to go to Mo and Abbas's going away party at Boheme's. They are moving to Seattle where it's just as rainy as it is today I guess. The party was fun and I loved the atmosphere. Bet it's the bomb in the spring-time because their patios are really nice. Left early so I could meet up Philip at my place to go to Pearl Bar where Mile's was celebrating his birthday. So many people came out that night! I invited my neighbor Adam to come with us and he did. I think he had a good time. Kept trying to buy shots for everyone which was cool. Oh yeah, and at the end of the night me and Philip got into a bad fight says everyone else. Supposedly he said he was going to kill me and I said "Ok, I'm dead." I don't know if that's true, but that's what Nikko said. I still remember having fun at the end of the night at my place though. Alter egos are cool.
Sunday was Philip's cousin's engagement party. Ate a bunch of food, played with a bunch of kids, realized how delicious jalapenos were, played the hand-slap game, got owned and sweated a lot. Walked to the park and pushed kids on swings for what felt like forever and then tried to get on the monkey bars. Philip made fun of my armpits so I scared him when there was a wasp nearby. He ran away. I win. After the engagement party we drove out to Katy to party at Nikko's house. I stopped by Jolene and Matt's (and baby Joseph's) new house since they live like one neighborhood away. So weird that my old partner in crime is now settled down with a fiance (fye-ance says Holly Hunter in Raising Arizona), a kid, two dogs and a house in the suburbs. We popped some fireworks and drank a beer just for festivities sake. While Philip and I were standing the driveway Joseph bragged to us that his dad was so strong that he could smush him back into a baby. That's pretty strong. We convinced Matt, Jo and Joseph to come back with us to Nikko's to drink and party. We popped way more fireworks and firecrackers (those things get addicting) and played beer pong and flip cup. Joseph made Philip play Pokemon cards with him because Philip is king of Japanese loser boy games: Digimon, Pokemom, Yugigoh, Bloons TD4.
After that we all went to Baker Street in Katy and the waitress was a total B. (Dumb waitress was being rude cause she's a loser, probably a bad day, but that just means she sucks at her job. Her and jessica got into it because jessica asked for a pitcher and the girl got rude. Then jessica purposely said out loud while she was standing behind her that she shouldn't be sucky to us because other people sucked to her. Also, she got joseph's order wrong twice, and he was the only one to order anything, and rolled her eyes. Joseph's thing is what started it. Anyway, I go to close my tab cause it's about to be uh... Girlfight. I mediate a little, and while I'm talking to her she's rubbing my back like I'm friends with her cause I'm the one with the tab. Loser. I slap her in the face a couple of times and she pays for the tab. Perce! Went back to nikko's and I ate the whole bag of hot cheetoh's that I was mad at them for having cause I knew I was gonna kill it later, and the rest came back with whataburger.)
Monday. Philip and I ran some errands at the bank and grocery store and then went to his Tito Boy's house. He's not really a boy, he's a grown man. We ate a bunch of leftovers from the engagement party and then I got really, really sleepy. Philip laughed at his little cousin Kate after she tried to sit on a stool and almost fell out. She got mad and ran up to him with a fist (a fist grasping a pen) pretending to stab him and then she got in trouble so she balled up and hid her face in a pillow for what seemed like forever. Diego wanted me to race paper airplanes with him so I did. I never learned any airplane folding techniques as a child, so I just make them up and make them symmetrical. Usually mine just plummet and don't do anything cool. I challenged Philip and he made one and we raced them and and mine fluttered and plummeted while his glided for a SECOND (been doing this my whole life). Took Chris back to his house and then we went to Kroger again to buy groceries to make healthy dinners for the week. Kroger's twice in one day. We had rotisserie chicken and spinach with a side of The Book of Eli. I thought that movie sucked "ball hairs". (Thought the movie was fine, aka fioooooooonnnee)
Jess/(Philip)
Monday, June 7, 2010
Weekend Recap #5
I wonder when we're going to start thinking these weekend updates are a real chore to keep up with. I mean, it's not that bad once I actually start typing, but getting to this point takes a little push; kinda like working out (which I have been slacking off on recently). Philip and I did NOT hang out this weekend. SHOCKING! He went out to San Antonio for his cousin's graduation from the air force (kinda cool) which he'll write about separately. I'll write about my weekend and I'll try to keep it as concise as possible. On Thursday Philip came over after work and I made chicken ceasar salad to stay "healthy". Probably isn't even that healthy cause I used Brianna's Asiago Ceasar dressing which is really rich, but SO delicious. I pretty much sat there picking at my food 'cause I was being all mopey about him leaving for the entire weekend. It was supposed to be our "anniversary" weekend. There, I said it and yes, I do feel embarrassed. Philip tried to make it better by not leaving that night with his parents and was instead going to catch a ride with Rex the next morning. We went to Rudyards 'cause that's what we do, and we played some darts and hand some beers. Old drinking rules applied. I tried a new beer: Samuel Smith IPA and it's pretty good...bet it's better on tap; don't like the metallic taste on bottles left by foil wrappers. Pool table was open so we played a couple of rounds of 8 ball and then a round of 9 ball. We went back to my place kept looking at the clock and thinking how amazing it was that it was still so early. Love when that happens. At 10-something I finally decide that we should go to Meteor for a little bit to catch Aike perform in his Pride Idol thing. We haul ass over there and RIGHT when we get in, he's getting on stage. This is Philip's first time to a gay club in Houston and I just keep holding his hand so no one tries to steal him. He asks if he thinks the guys can tell he's straight. Probably not, 'cause he likes to wear his shirts XS. We only stay there for a bit after Aike sings 'cause Philip has to drive allll the way to Rex's house and sleep over there. I end up going back to Meteor (it's like 4 blocks from my house) and hanging out with my graphic's buddies 'til it closes.
On Friday I had an interview at Lawndale Art Center. I feel like it went really well, but every time I get overly confident I end up losing and feeling really dumb for having so much faith. So I'm going to say that I probably didn't get the job. Went to work then had dinner with my family and some other folks at a Mongolian hot pot restaurant on Westheimer and Fountainview. (The broth they used was so good; whole pieces of garlic and a million different spices simmering in your face while you cook the lamb meat yourself.) I missed hanging out with my brother so it was fun being stupid with him. We tried translating pick-up lines into Chinese and got stuck on the word "juicy", so we asked my parents and they had a million different ways of saying it. My favorite one translated directly into "chubby supple".
Some friends of mine told me about a new grill/bar on Washington was throwing a 15 kegger party for FREE. I love kegs and I love free, so I ended up going up there with Wendy, Miles and Wes. Some unintentional awkwardness occurs and we end up having to figure out a stealthy way to get out of there. I hurry and pump the keg for a few more free beers before we leave. We try to go to Boondocks, but Wendy and I have to pee SO FREAKING BAD and the line was long, so we run across the street to Etro to crash their bathrooms. At this point I'm the third-wheeling it hard (we left Miles at the party) so my mission is to get to a point where I am satisfied with just being out. It works. We end the night and walk back to the car which is parked by Boondocks and we run into a bunch of people we know coming out of the club. I also ran into Afrodet, a friend from back-in-the-day who coincidentally works at Lawndale Art Center. She told me she ran into the director who interviewed me and relayed that "my portfolio was amazing"!!! She was obviously drunk, so I won't take it to heart just yet.
I tried to sleep in on Saturday but Nikko called me at like 11 and woke my hungover ass up. He told me he was giving up his Summerfest ticket. Just the other day I was regretting the fact that I never bought one, and now one just magically appeared in my inbox. Wendy came over later and we had lunch at Empire Cafe and chugged iced coffee to get rid of our old-lady hangovers. Wendy left for Summerfest with Andy, and I waited for Drew to come over so he wouldn't have to walk there alone. I guess the walk from my house to the event is kinda far, but I noticed people parking on my street for the event so I figured if everyone else did it, it wouldn't be that bad. It wasn't. Got there, did a bunch of texting to find people and ended up having a really good time. Beers were buy one get one free if you tipped so that was cool. The lawn was packed and we didn't have a good place to lay down our picnic blanket, so we pretty much made ourselves fit in front of this guy and his girlfriend. I felt bad, so I gave him a pen I found earlier as a peace-maker. It worked. All of us left before Girl Talk's last set so that we could beat the masses and we drunkenly walked home. Wendy passed out on my couch and Drew and I YouTubed random stuff until midnight.
I felt like a high-schooler with the amount of texting I was doing with Philip the whole weekend.
Sunday. Did some cleaning around the house and decided I wanted to go shopping for junk on Harwin. That place is a gold-mine if you have the time to dig around. I am very happy with the jewelry and purses that I bought but not the cheapo sunglasses. I put them on for Philip and he was like, "nice nose" so I looked in the mirror and saw that my nose looked 3 times bigger. I am highly influenced by people's opinions. Anyone want a pair of fake Chloe's? Oh, and I finally found a fanny pack! I had been looking for one for years and even tried to make one myself, but failed miserably. After I shopped, I went home to wait for Philip to come over. We sit on my bed and he is like, "I got you something." I'm excited. I open it, it's a shot glass. I look inside it, cause I'm thinking there's something INSIDE the shot glass. No, it's just a shot glass. Then there's two cardboard boxes on my bed. I didn't pay attention to them, but they look kinda like Build-A-Bear boxes. He's like I got you these too. I'm thinking, "Weird. He got me a bear? Ok, that's kind of cute." Then he opens it and it's his and Rex's margarita glasses from a restaurant they went to. You get to keep the glass after you finish the margarita. Oh, Philip. It's the thought that counts right? And also this story I get to tell is better than a real gift because I am chuckling as I'm typing this. Philip wins.
Quick recap: What happens in San Antonio stays in San Antonio. Just kidding.
On Friday I had an interview at Lawndale Art Center. I feel like it went really well, but every time I get overly confident I end up losing and feeling really dumb for having so much faith. So I'm going to say that I probably didn't get the job. Went to work then had dinner with my family and some other folks at a Mongolian hot pot restaurant on Westheimer and Fountainview. (The broth they used was so good; whole pieces of garlic and a million different spices simmering in your face while you cook the lamb meat yourself.) I missed hanging out with my brother so it was fun being stupid with him. We tried translating pick-up lines into Chinese and got stuck on the word "juicy", so we asked my parents and they had a million different ways of saying it. My favorite one translated directly into "chubby supple".
Some friends of mine told me about a new grill/bar on Washington was throwing a 15 kegger party for FREE. I love kegs and I love free, so I ended up going up there with Wendy, Miles and Wes. Some unintentional awkwardness occurs and we end up having to figure out a stealthy way to get out of there. I hurry and pump the keg for a few more free beers before we leave. We try to go to Boondocks, but Wendy and I have to pee SO FREAKING BAD and the line was long, so we run across the street to Etro to crash their bathrooms. At this point I'm the third-wheeling it hard (we left Miles at the party) so my mission is to get to a point where I am satisfied with just being out. It works. We end the night and walk back to the car which is parked by Boondocks and we run into a bunch of people we know coming out of the club. I also ran into Afrodet, a friend from back-in-the-day who coincidentally works at Lawndale Art Center. She told me she ran into the director who interviewed me and relayed that "my portfolio was amazing"!!! She was obviously drunk, so I won't take it to heart just yet.
I tried to sleep in on Saturday but Nikko called me at like 11 and woke my hungover ass up. He told me he was giving up his Summerfest ticket. Just the other day I was regretting the fact that I never bought one, and now one just magically appeared in my inbox. Wendy came over later and we had lunch at Empire Cafe and chugged iced coffee to get rid of our old-lady hangovers. Wendy left for Summerfest with Andy, and I waited for Drew to come over so he wouldn't have to walk there alone. I guess the walk from my house to the event is kinda far, but I noticed people parking on my street for the event so I figured if everyone else did it, it wouldn't be that bad. It wasn't. Got there, did a bunch of texting to find people and ended up having a really good time. Beers were buy one get one free if you tipped so that was cool. The lawn was packed and we didn't have a good place to lay down our picnic blanket, so we pretty much made ourselves fit in front of this guy and his girlfriend. I felt bad, so I gave him a pen I found earlier as a peace-maker. It worked. All of us left before Girl Talk's last set so that we could beat the masses and we drunkenly walked home. Wendy passed out on my couch and Drew and I YouTubed random stuff until midnight.
I felt like a high-schooler with the amount of texting I was doing with Philip the whole weekend.
Sunday. Did some cleaning around the house and decided I wanted to go shopping for junk on Harwin. That place is a gold-mine if you have the time to dig around. I am very happy with the jewelry and purses that I bought but not the cheapo sunglasses. I put them on for Philip and he was like, "nice nose" so I looked in the mirror and saw that my nose looked 3 times bigger. I am highly influenced by people's opinions. Anyone want a pair of fake Chloe's? Oh, and I finally found a fanny pack! I had been looking for one for years and even tried to make one myself, but failed miserably. After I shopped, I went home to wait for Philip to come over. We sit on my bed and he is like, "I got you something." I'm excited. I open it, it's a shot glass. I look inside it, cause I'm thinking there's something INSIDE the shot glass. No, it's just a shot glass. Then there's two cardboard boxes on my bed. I didn't pay attention to them, but they look kinda like Build-A-Bear boxes. He's like I got you these too. I'm thinking, "Weird. He got me a bear? Ok, that's kind of cute." Then he opens it and it's his and Rex's margarita glasses from a restaurant they went to. You get to keep the glass after you finish the margarita. Oh, Philip. It's the thought that counts right? And also this story I get to tell is better than a real gift because I am chuckling as I'm typing this. Philip wins.
Quick recap: What happens in San Antonio stays in San Antonio. Just kidding.
- Saw MyMy, and he lost like 30 pounds in basic training.
- Everyone got lost a million times. I'm telling you, my dad's Garmin was upside down. U-turn kings. Acme Road doesn't exist, but it got built in a day.
- Spent the whole weekend looking for tail for Kuya Rex. He'll tell you he had it but got cock blocked a million times. Went down the hallways saying Rachel into all the doors. Carla was Indian and really did block him. He also got blocked by someone from a girl that was with peeing girl.
- Vultures waiting outside of Tabu to pick up drunk girls. Easy money.
- The Republic has huge margaritas and really good dancers. Forest Whitaker.
- Kuya Rex got a free mean mojito from pregnant Rosa at Las Carnerias. 50% chance to get Ana, and we saw Rogue there. I felt really gay when I asked Rosa if she saw her shoes cause they had red bottoms. I quickly said I wasn't gay after I asked her. Steak was 48 bucks, but was really good.
- Don't know why Bryan was so mad when he was waiting for 2 hours cause it's not like we weren't driving around being lost for those same 2 hours.
- 98.5 in San Antonio is the Drake station.
- There are TWO visitor's centers, but one is HUGE hahahah. They also don't know what the BX or Base Exchange is.
- Apparently, I'm the richest man in the world before getting a paycheck.
- When it's hard to hear, 3 tequilas sound like 3 Guinnes.
- Can I get a Vortex please?
- Did you know that if you just mention Tito Ariel's name that you can do anything you want? Or if you call in an order from retired Sgt. Destreza.
- The Alamo is cool after the 5th time in the same weekend. I also am not allowed to use my cell phone inside, but chump teenage white girls are. Racist.
- Do you think that everyone's girlfriend's boyfriend knows that their girlfriends are following Kuya Rex?
- The toilet is in the corner of the elevator area at 5:30AM. Bryan will wake up and open the door for you, but Kuya Rex will not. He will knock down your lamp, though.
- MyMy only missed the dean's list or whatever it's called by 3 points, which amount to two fingers being held up. Also, those three points could have come from some combination of 3 push ups, 3 sit ups, or 3 marksmanship points.
- Don't walk out on your tab if your waitress got walked out on a bunch of tabs earlier because her friend got shot, and she was on the phone crying.
- You ever work out so much that you get a headache? Try this: Eat a breakfast burrito, sit on those Swedish exercise balls, and watch other people work out.
- We got 300 dollar rooms for 82 dollars cause our cousin is like the president of HR for whatever hotels.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Weekend Recap
Oh yes. Another long-ass weekend recap coming. I have nothing better to do right now, sitting around waiting for my number to get called downtown. Guess it's good to write down all the details even if it's lame and boring. Only sucks for the readers…which I guess is still me, one day.
Let's see… Thursday night was Monalisa's birthday dinner at Americas on Post Oak. This will be my second time going there. The first time was in 8th grade for 8th grade prom. I can't believe we got so fancied up at 14! I bet the waiters were pissed. We should have gone to Macaroni Grill like regular 8th graders. Anyway, I got off of work and rushed home 'cause whenever there are fancy dinners or parties, i never feel like there is enough time to get ready. Something with my hair or my outfit always goes wrong. Anyway, I had just gone shopping a couple of days before, so I had a few things to choose from that weren't old and tired outfits that I've recycled a million times, cause that's my thing: wearing the same thing all the time (We like to call it being the same clothes king). And it's always black or gray. Anyway, I end up wearing this one shoulder blue top with flower appliques sewn onto the left side and jeans. Did my hair and makeup and everything was OK. Except the shoes! I couldn't figure out what shoes to wear so I put on these gold platform wedges. Philip did not approve (I don't disapprove of anything, I'm not gay). I have the "hangover" when I wear them cause my foot slides to the front so my toes stick out hard. I start freaking out, cause the only other shoes I could think of were my white and beige wedges, but they broke as I was walking back to my car from an interview a month ago. Didn't get that job, by the way. But good- cause it would have been boring anyway. Take that! So Philip, being my personal fashion advisor, pulled out my silver sandals and I tried them on and it went perfectly. I bet it's from all the E! Hollywood (Only good show on there is The Soup) crap he watches that he has this "style". Oh yeah, and I also bet it's cause he hates when I wear heels 'cause it makes him look short. Philip dresses like a waiter or a bus boy: white button down and black slacks (This recapping is not helping your memory. I wore jeans). Grown and sexy. We have a couple of drinks and then have dinner. I had pan seared halibut with lemon butter sauce. Any time I see lemon and butter together, I'll most likely order it. Philip got seafood thing where it was like 4 mini stacks of scallops and seafood (I ordered four scallops on top of a little slice of good streak on top of a really good dob of mashed potatoes). Looked super tiny, but it was good. Did some more drinking and talking and then dropped the big bucks. Thanks Philip.
We left the restaurant and ended up at Glitter karaoke 'cause Philip's friend Jason was having something there. Chris and Shara were there and it was on the way to my house, so we stopped by for a second (I see Tomson's brother there, who I've never met but heard about from Tomson. Kept drinking beers and getting drunk, but I'm already really tired. Foreshadowing). My friend Gene was in town and he texted that they were going to Pearl Bar so I dragged Philip with me there too. On the drive up there Philip takes out my cigarette box and asks me if he can smash them. I call his bluff and say, "Do it." So he throws them on my floor mat and goes at it. He's seriously putting a lot of energy into it; kicking his feet up and smashing down hard, twisting his foot all around the ground (I barely remember doing it, and my inspiration was Rick James from Charlie Murphy's story about Rick putting his muddy feet on their couch. "F yo couch, n word!").
I want to be mad cause I didn't think he'd really do it, but it's a hard fight to win when you're a smoker. People will say, "Oh, well smoking is so bad, so he's doing you a favor. Blah blah blah blah blah." Well, maybe next time I'll knock the beer out of your hands or smash your wine glass on the ground or punch you in the mouth 'cause you just took a bite out of a Big Mac (I'm not daring you to do any of those things, and I'm not trying to quit any of those things). Take that people-who-think-everyone- who- is- not- a- smoker- is- so- much- better- than- everyone- else. I'm thinking about starting to quit. SO. We get to Pearl Bar and we hang out on the patio for a little bit and catch up for a second with my friends, then we leave cause Philip is dead tired (I'll tell them I threw a fit for no reason cause I was drunk and tired. Mad for no reason). Went home and Philip passed out immediately.
Friday. Philip gets off work early (At like 12 mudder trucking thirty, son) because it's ALMOST Memorial Day. I swear, his office gets the weirdest holiday hours. Oh! It's ALMOST Mother's Day, everyone take a half day off! I am super jealous because I hate being at work while he is available to hang out (That's really weird because Jessica has the greatest schedule ever. It's the I work for my dad schedule. It's also called I have to go to the city before it closes, but there's not really enough time to go all the way back to work, so I'll just go home early). He ends up working out, so I'm not that let down. I do end up getting home earlier than usual and we end up going to Happy Hour at Oishii with Dennis, Mona, Johnny and Eli. We order some stuff. I end up ordering stuff not on the Happy Hour menu to get back at Philip for the cigarette smashing incident. Just came up with that logic now, but it works. So guess who's sitting right by me at the table next to us? The LOSER BALDING EMO guy who works at Copy.com, my local print shop, who made me cry last semester. I told a handful of friends about that incident, but I've repeated it too many times to want to type it all out again. But I will say this part cause it's the only kind of funny/interesting thing that came out of it even though it makes fun of me: they ended up putting a picture of a baby and a box of Kleenexes at the print shop in lieu of my crying incident. They SO don't know the real story though (When she told me that was him, I was like, "Wow, he's super effing gay!" The wish factor, I wished he'd heard me). We finish Happy Hour and everyone disperses. I had a feeling Dennis and Johnny really wanted to do hang out afterwards, but nothing was working out (Their friend Eli can't drink diddly). Philip and I end up going to the Galleria so he could get a nice shirt to wear to The Red Room later that night (Zara is expensive, and I got a shirt that wasn't as fitted as I wanted, so I'm gonna return it if I don't get lazy). We go back to my place and start getting ready. We had never been to The Red Room before, so we looked up some reviews. All of them read, "Snobby!" "Elitist!" "Bourgeoisie!!!" "Beware!" (Bet you had to look up the spelling of bourgeoisie, I just lost a buck,,, to myself!)
So… we douched it up. I wore a silk zebra print dress with gold chains that I thrifted for $8.50 and Philip wore his new gingham shirt. We decide to do a little pre-partying and play Egyptian Ratscrew (She got a couple of slaps, which really steams my boat, so then I had to say that saying, "Now I'm gonna play for real.")
So, I'm gonna try to finish this bad boy up. We get to The Red Room, and the bouncer was wearing exactly what one of the yelp reviews said, a dumb hat. Anyway, no trouble getting in of course cause of Jessica. Throw up noise. It's dark and red everywhere and Mona and her boyfriend have a little table with a big bottle of goose on it, and some of her friends were there already. I don't feel comfortable drinking their Goose, but I'm sure it's fine if Jessica does. So then I go to the bar to get a Jack on the rocks. For some reason, I get a double. Bartender seems kinda gay. It's pretty huge, but it's 18 bucks. We drink and talk and dance and junk, (Philip wants to hear some Trey Songz so I go and request it from the DJ. He says he has no idea who Trey Songz is. I never knew who Trey Songz was either until Philip taught me how to listen to the radio.) then I get another Jack on the rocks, this time a single. This single was pretty much the same amount as the double. Bartender seems more gay to me. Don't really remember leaving, but we go to Pearl Bar to meet up Jessica's friends at like 1. Jessica says that we just left cause I was too messed up and just sat in a chair with my head down or something. Pretty sure she was just too messed up to remember I was having super fun while she was being too messed up. Good night Friday.
Saturday:
Woke up Saturday pretty hungover. Now that it's Wednesday, it's really hard to remember everything. Oh yeah, so Jessica was gonna watch dumb ol' Sex and the City 2 at 320. Before that, we just ate at Pho Saigon, always good. Then I went home when she went to the movie. (Movie was good enough. Not as awesome as the first one, but I teared up at all the lame "touching" parts. I'm so weak when it comes to movies which is weird, because I'm so tough when it comes to life.) I went to church with Tita and my parents. Meeting at the front of the church was me and my parents, Timmy and his, and Tito Nilo and Tita Claire. Tito Onil suggested this super far Italian place named Nick's on West Airport and 1464. Anyway dinner tasted good, and I got recapped on ever comic in the world by Timmy. We also talked about how sucky it is to look for a job after graduating. I don't feel bad for Timmy cause I know he's way smarter than me, and he'll get something soon cause he's getting a bunch of interviews. I leave dinner to meet up Jessica, who's at dinner with her girls after the movie. (Ate at Baba Yega's with the girls. Wendy called someone to tell them where we were eating and she kept saying, "Yabba Gaga's". We had mimosas and tried to figure out how bags of water can keep flies away. )When I get there, we try to find out what to do and who's hanging out. Everyone and their mama was saving it for Sunday night. Nikko, Dennis, Sam, and Johnny all were saving it for Sunday night because Sam had a test Sunday morning. Me and Jessica make the most of it. I beat her at Lexulous super fast, and by a million points. Then we play a game of cricket on her dart board to see who's gonna buy beer. I beat her again. We go get a six pack of that Bud Light Golden Wheat beer, but as we're buying it I say let's go to Rudyard's just like old times first and just save these beers for after. We go to Rudyard's, and there are some losers on the pool table, so we play some darts. Dominate her some more, and I get super congested puffy after one and a half beers. I never know when that's gonna happen. I wait it out, and we see this Chinese kid we've seen at weird places like a house party, dragon boat festival and now at Rudyard's. Him and his friends are the ones taking up the pool table. They finally get done, but we find out it's already freaking 1:50. I finish getting puffy when we get back home, and I was looking up drinking games earlier that night. We try one that sounds pretty good, and it goes pretty hard. It's called brain damage, but that name sucks for it. It's like black jack but different. I kill her in that, and she gets pretty drunk cause she kept drinking at Rudyard's while I was being puffy. We go to sleep around 4 something. (I usually NEVER fall asleep first, but this time Philip kept asking me questions and I would doze off and then wake up real quick and act like I heard him and answer. Back then, when Philip dozed off he would say the weirdest things and I would write them down. Damn, I wish I still had them. OH yeah, but one time he jerked really hard and kicked his foot up and then woke up from it and said, "I dreamed there was a cup in front of me and I kicked it." I laughed so hard and that's probably my favorite one. He's so deep.)
Sunday:
I wake up too early on Sunday. We have Gab's birthday party to go to around lunch time. Jessica asks what to get him, and I'm like we have to get him something? She's good about getting people presents, but I never thought about it before. (People love gifts no matter what.) I forget I work now. I've been thinking about things to collect, and Nerf guns was one of the top choices. (Please no. I think Philip should collect hundred dollar bills instead.) So, then I think we should get him one, and then maybe get one for me, shoot. We go to Walmart, and their selection isn't as good as I thought. I see this double barrel shotgun made by some offbrand, but it looks better than some of the nerf ones and is cheaper. After we pay, we think about how to give it to him. We asked an employee if they had long bags, and maybe I could just give it to him in a long plastic bag. They don't have any, and Jessica says she has a sticky bow we could just stick on the box. Nah. I forget we're at Walmart, so then I just run back and get some wrapping paper. I figure it's Walmart, so I can just get some for a buck. They're all 3 bucks, what a rip off. Anyway, we leave, and Jessica wraps it on the way to Gab's. Gabs house is pretty fun. Nikko's the only other cousin there when me and Jessica get there, but there's a bunch of babies from only two of the cousins. They're super rowdy and fun. (Kate touches my dress by my stomach and tells me I have a baby. Yeah, I know that's the cliche "funny" thing all kids say, but I was super embarrassed because she kept saying it all loud in front of parents which insinuates sexual relations which is never good. Then she comes up behind me and sniffs the back of my head and tells me it stinks. Kids shouldn't lie.) There's a little basketball hoop in the living room that keeps me and Nikko occupied, while Jessica plays with the babies. Nikko tells me they have a real goal in their backyard, bingo! So we have a free throw contest for shot guns later on at night. If you get less than Gab in any round, that's a shotgun. The person that gets more than the other person gets to choose if they subtract a shotgun from their count or adds one to the other person's count. Gab's pretty good. Keeps giving Nikko shotguns, and duh, I'm giving Nikko shotguns. Nikko gets up to 8 shotguns before I cap it 6 later on cause I don't want Nikko to die. Nikko also goes a whole round of 10 shots without making a single one. Jessica plays a round, and she takes me to triple sudden death. It was on purpose. We're super sweaty the rest of the day. Bryan, Shara, and Chris all get there after their dragon boat practice, or as my dad likes to call it, drag race. My mom gets on my brother's case about getting dark. Now he knows how it feels to get nagged about getting tanned on accident. Marianne gets there with Tim, his girlfriend, Mark, and Joseph. The guys then play poker. I'm playing every hand because I know Jessica doesn't want to sit there all night if we're trying to go out later. (Good lookin' out.) Nikko gets first, and my brother and I tie for second. So, I got Jessica's 10 bucks back plus five.
All the kids start leaving to get ready to go out. Marianne and Shara have plans to go to Escobar. I have to drive Nikko and his car to Jessica's cause he's not allowed to drive past 8 on the weekends still. My car feels a lot better. My guy friends all start asking me what's going on cause they all saved it for tonight. Sam, Dennis, Johnny, and Eli all come over to pre party. Everyone shotguns a bunch. Me and Nikko get a headstart on his 6 he has to do. I do three of them together with him. Sam brings over Forties, and Dennis brings some more cans. Nikko ends up doing 7 shotguns, and I do about the same amount so people don't have to do it alone. That brain damage game becomes kind of a hit. We finally find a place to go, and it's Glitter. Escobar got really crowded.
I think Glitter has a gay bouncer. Also Chris and Shara's neighbor is part owner of the place. Me and my friends all have to pee, then Chris comes in and gets mad at Johnny for being alive. Eli is all messed up from nothing, so he tries to go pass out in the car. He comes back and just passes out in a chair. Glitter is a karaoke place, so Sam and Johnny go up there with Mark to sing Country Grammar, I think. Mark is super drunk the whole time, and keeps hugging and jumping on people. My brother isn't there, and Marianne keeps calling him a loser, but I keep telling her that he's having a house party right now. I see a guy from A&M there, and I yell his name out in the bathroom, "Hey, Leo!" Too bad his name is Theo, and he never says anything about it, but I found out from Dennis after I told him I saw Leo. End of the night, and the same people go back to Jessica's. Dennis leaves by himself, Johnny drags Eli to the car, and Sam gets picked up by some mysterious white car out of nowhere after he'd been semi passed out on the couch.
Monday: Memorial Day
Woke up and cleaned up a little bit by throwing away like 30 beer cans, all shot gunned. Me, Nikko, and Jessica met up Chris and Shara and Fung's kitchen for dim sum, which I never think is that good. Me and Jessica get there first and tell the lady we have five. Then in Chinese the lady tells another lady to give us the tiniest table, then Jessica busts her in Chinese, "No, don't give us that." Then Jessica tells me that she says, "That's not what I meant." Whatevergay. So, dim sum wasn't that good. If you think I'm just not getting the right stuff, suggest some stuff. After we're mostly done eating, I'm reminded of two chopsticks with one hand challenge. Remember how I said Jessica saw that Sam couldn't even break one, and when she tried it she could do it? Well she couldn't do it on this day. (Not enough nutrients and energy in dim sum food. Give me a couple of beers and those chopsticks are history.) Neither Nikko nor Shara could do it. I always thought I had really weak hands, especially for a tennis player. When we leave we see pictures on the wall of a bunch of famous people that have been there. George Bush Sr. and his wife, Robert Horry, Chucky Brown, Queen of Thailand, Channel 13 News, Marvin Zindler, Mayor Lee Brown, Hakeem.
Chris says just call him if we figure out what we're doing next cause he has to take a dump and get a burrito from Bullrito's cause he can't waste his free burrito every week for a year. I call my brother, but he hasn't been picking up his phone for a while. I don't have Marianne's number, so Nikko calls her and she says they have fajitas and they're playing monopoly. Jessica and I are gonna hang out for a little before we decide to go over there or not, I don't know what Nikko does. Jessica wants to watch some dumb movie that's only at the River Oaks theater, so you know it's dumb. We found out the times, and we have an hour to burn, so I say let's go to Toys R Us to look for Nerf guns. I want to start collecting them, but they're kind of expensive. When we see the boardgames, I remember that I had Weapons and Warriors when I was little. Gotta be one of the best ideas/games ever made. You roll some dice for action points and use those action points to either move your men or shoot some balls at the other person's stuff.
We can't find it in the store, so Jessica asks the store guys while I stand there acting like it wasn't my question because I'm embarrassed for some reason. (I wanted to ask them cause they were kind of cute. Psych. I'm deadmeat.) Anyway the guys act like they've never heard of it before, so they go to their computer to see if they carry it. Nope, they don't got it. Now I want to get home and look for it on the internet.
It's getting close to the first showing for Jessica's cool movie, but she misses the exit. I tell her let's see what they have at Blockbuster, and she can return her movies that are super duper overdue. She hasn't even watched one of them. We can't find one of the movies that I've seen sitting in the backseat for like a couple of weeks, but when we find it in the trunk, the dvd's not even in it. Before we walk in, I turn in the one she hasn't seen. We're debating between The Messenger with Woody Harrelson and The Road with Viggo Mortensen. We get The Road. There's a debacle at the counter because we think that the late fees probably are over what the movies cost, and we might be able to keep them. Did you know they cap the late fees at 10 bucks? Not so bad, I guess. Anyway the movies were 14.99 and 19.99, super rip offs. We just keep the movies cause the fees are capped anyway. We go to Kroger's and the bank. Getting dinner for the week saves some money, and you get to pick how healthy you're gonna be. Spaghetti, pork shoulder blade steaks cause they were five bucks, and chicken caesar salad.
Get home and prepare the steaks by marinating them. Then we watch The Road. Kinda good, pretty sad. (I thought it was awesome. Had all the elements I needed to make me feel things. Cried a million times and at one point if I just let go, I would have been bawling. But I had to act tough for Philip.) Oh yeah, no more movie at River Oaks. I wasn't even trying to miss it, promise. ("Exit Through the Gift Shop". Still gonna watch it.) We then try oven roasting the steaks by searing them and then putting them in the oven. Worked pretty well, but pork is easy cause they're already gonna more tender than beef. Jessica gets scared of diarrhea, but I never really think about that, I just think about if it's gonna taste gross. We eat the steaks with asparagus, and it makes my pee stink. I guess it makes Jessica's stink too, but since she can't smell asparagus pee because only a small percentage of the world can, maybe hers doesn't. Then we just watch a bunch of tv till 11:30, and I go home. A lean night.
Perce!
Let's see… Thursday night was Monalisa's birthday dinner at Americas on Post Oak. This will be my second time going there. The first time was in 8th grade for 8th grade prom. I can't believe we got so fancied up at 14! I bet the waiters were pissed. We should have gone to Macaroni Grill like regular 8th graders. Anyway, I got off of work and rushed home 'cause whenever there are fancy dinners or parties, i never feel like there is enough time to get ready. Something with my hair or my outfit always goes wrong. Anyway, I had just gone shopping a couple of days before, so I had a few things to choose from that weren't old and tired outfits that I've recycled a million times, cause that's my thing: wearing the same thing all the time (We like to call it being the same clothes king). And it's always black or gray. Anyway, I end up wearing this one shoulder blue top with flower appliques sewn onto the left side and jeans. Did my hair and makeup and everything was OK. Except the shoes! I couldn't figure out what shoes to wear so I put on these gold platform wedges. Philip did not approve (I don't disapprove of anything, I'm not gay). I have the "hangover" when I wear them cause my foot slides to the front so my toes stick out hard. I start freaking out, cause the only other shoes I could think of were my white and beige wedges, but they broke as I was walking back to my car from an interview a month ago. Didn't get that job, by the way. But good- cause it would have been boring anyway. Take that! So Philip, being my personal fashion advisor, pulled out my silver sandals and I tried them on and it went perfectly. I bet it's from all the E! Hollywood (Only good show on there is The Soup) crap he watches that he has this "style". Oh yeah, and I also bet it's cause he hates when I wear heels 'cause it makes him look short. Philip dresses like a waiter or a bus boy: white button down and black slacks (This recapping is not helping your memory. I wore jeans). Grown and sexy. We have a couple of drinks and then have dinner. I had pan seared halibut with lemon butter sauce. Any time I see lemon and butter together, I'll most likely order it. Philip got seafood thing where it was like 4 mini stacks of scallops and seafood (I ordered four scallops on top of a little slice of good streak on top of a really good dob of mashed potatoes). Looked super tiny, but it was good. Did some more drinking and talking and then dropped the big bucks. Thanks Philip.
We left the restaurant and ended up at Glitter karaoke 'cause Philip's friend Jason was having something there. Chris and Shara were there and it was on the way to my house, so we stopped by for a second (I see Tomson's brother there, who I've never met but heard about from Tomson. Kept drinking beers and getting drunk, but I'm already really tired. Foreshadowing). My friend Gene was in town and he texted that they were going to Pearl Bar so I dragged Philip with me there too. On the drive up there Philip takes out my cigarette box and asks me if he can smash them. I call his bluff and say, "Do it." So he throws them on my floor mat and goes at it. He's seriously putting a lot of energy into it; kicking his feet up and smashing down hard, twisting his foot all around the ground (I barely remember doing it, and my inspiration was Rick James from Charlie Murphy's story about Rick putting his muddy feet on their couch. "F yo couch, n word!").
I want to be mad cause I didn't think he'd really do it, but it's a hard fight to win when you're a smoker. People will say, "Oh, well smoking is so bad, so he's doing you a favor. Blah blah blah blah blah." Well, maybe next time I'll knock the beer out of your hands or smash your wine glass on the ground or punch you in the mouth 'cause you just took a bite out of a Big Mac (I'm not daring you to do any of those things, and I'm not trying to quit any of those things). Take that people-who-think-everyone- who- is- not- a- smoker- is- so- much- better- than- everyone- else. I'm thinking about starting to quit. SO. We get to Pearl Bar and we hang out on the patio for a little bit and catch up for a second with my friends, then we leave cause Philip is dead tired (I'll tell them I threw a fit for no reason cause I was drunk and tired. Mad for no reason). Went home and Philip passed out immediately.
Friday. Philip gets off work early (At like 12 mudder trucking thirty, son) because it's ALMOST Memorial Day. I swear, his office gets the weirdest holiday hours. Oh! It's ALMOST Mother's Day, everyone take a half day off! I am super jealous because I hate being at work while he is available to hang out (That's really weird because Jessica has the greatest schedule ever. It's the I work for my dad schedule. It's also called I have to go to the city before it closes, but there's not really enough time to go all the way back to work, so I'll just go home early). He ends up working out, so I'm not that let down. I do end up getting home earlier than usual and we end up going to Happy Hour at Oishii with Dennis, Mona, Johnny and Eli. We order some stuff. I end up ordering stuff not on the Happy Hour menu to get back at Philip for the cigarette smashing incident. Just came up with that logic now, but it works. So guess who's sitting right by me at the table next to us? The LOSER BALDING EMO guy who works at Copy.com, my local print shop, who made me cry last semester. I told a handful of friends about that incident, but I've repeated it too many times to want to type it all out again. But I will say this part cause it's the only kind of funny/interesting thing that came out of it even though it makes fun of me: they ended up putting a picture of a baby and a box of Kleenexes at the print shop in lieu of my crying incident. They SO don't know the real story though (When she told me that was him, I was like, "Wow, he's super effing gay!" The wish factor, I wished he'd heard me). We finish Happy Hour and everyone disperses. I had a feeling Dennis and Johnny really wanted to do hang out afterwards, but nothing was working out (Their friend Eli can't drink diddly). Philip and I end up going to the Galleria so he could get a nice shirt to wear to The Red Room later that night (Zara is expensive, and I got a shirt that wasn't as fitted as I wanted, so I'm gonna return it if I don't get lazy). We go back to my place and start getting ready. We had never been to The Red Room before, so we looked up some reviews. All of them read, "Snobby!" "Elitist!" "Bourgeoisie!!!" "Beware!" (Bet you had to look up the spelling of bourgeoisie, I just lost a buck,,, to myself!)
So… we douched it up. I wore a silk zebra print dress with gold chains that I thrifted for $8.50 and Philip wore his new gingham shirt. We decide to do a little pre-partying and play Egyptian Ratscrew (She got a couple of slaps, which really steams my boat, so then I had to say that saying, "Now I'm gonna play for real.")
So, I'm gonna try to finish this bad boy up. We get to The Red Room, and the bouncer was wearing exactly what one of the yelp reviews said, a dumb hat. Anyway, no trouble getting in of course cause of Jessica. Throw up noise. It's dark and red everywhere and Mona and her boyfriend have a little table with a big bottle of goose on it, and some of her friends were there already. I don't feel comfortable drinking their Goose, but I'm sure it's fine if Jessica does. So then I go to the bar to get a Jack on the rocks. For some reason, I get a double. Bartender seems kinda gay. It's pretty huge, but it's 18 bucks. We drink and talk and dance and junk, (Philip wants to hear some Trey Songz so I go and request it from the DJ. He says he has no idea who Trey Songz is. I never knew who Trey Songz was either until Philip taught me how to listen to the radio.) then I get another Jack on the rocks, this time a single. This single was pretty much the same amount as the double. Bartender seems more gay to me. Don't really remember leaving, but we go to Pearl Bar to meet up Jessica's friends at like 1. Jessica says that we just left cause I was too messed up and just sat in a chair with my head down or something. Pretty sure she was just too messed up to remember I was having super fun while she was being too messed up. Good night Friday.
Saturday:
Woke up Saturday pretty hungover. Now that it's Wednesday, it's really hard to remember everything. Oh yeah, so Jessica was gonna watch dumb ol' Sex and the City 2 at 320. Before that, we just ate at Pho Saigon, always good. Then I went home when she went to the movie. (Movie was good enough. Not as awesome as the first one, but I teared up at all the lame "touching" parts. I'm so weak when it comes to movies which is weird, because I'm so tough when it comes to life.) I went to church with Tita and my parents. Meeting at the front of the church was me and my parents, Timmy and his, and Tito Nilo and Tita Claire. Tito Onil suggested this super far Italian place named Nick's on West Airport and 1464. Anyway dinner tasted good, and I got recapped on ever comic in the world by Timmy. We also talked about how sucky it is to look for a job after graduating. I don't feel bad for Timmy cause I know he's way smarter than me, and he'll get something soon cause he's getting a bunch of interviews. I leave dinner to meet up Jessica, who's at dinner with her girls after the movie. (Ate at Baba Yega's with the girls. Wendy called someone to tell them where we were eating and she kept saying, "Yabba Gaga's". We had mimosas and tried to figure out how bags of water can keep flies away. )When I get there, we try to find out what to do and who's hanging out. Everyone and their mama was saving it for Sunday night. Nikko, Dennis, Sam, and Johnny all were saving it for Sunday night because Sam had a test Sunday morning. Me and Jessica make the most of it. I beat her at Lexulous super fast, and by a million points. Then we play a game of cricket on her dart board to see who's gonna buy beer. I beat her again. We go get a six pack of that Bud Light Golden Wheat beer, but as we're buying it I say let's go to Rudyard's just like old times first and just save these beers for after. We go to Rudyard's, and there are some losers on the pool table, so we play some darts. Dominate her some more, and I get super congested puffy after one and a half beers. I never know when that's gonna happen. I wait it out, and we see this Chinese kid we've seen at weird places like a house party, dragon boat festival and now at Rudyard's. Him and his friends are the ones taking up the pool table. They finally get done, but we find out it's already freaking 1:50. I finish getting puffy when we get back home, and I was looking up drinking games earlier that night. We try one that sounds pretty good, and it goes pretty hard. It's called brain damage, but that name sucks for it. It's like black jack but different. I kill her in that, and she gets pretty drunk cause she kept drinking at Rudyard's while I was being puffy. We go to sleep around 4 something. (I usually NEVER fall asleep first, but this time Philip kept asking me questions and I would doze off and then wake up real quick and act like I heard him and answer. Back then, when Philip dozed off he would say the weirdest things and I would write them down. Damn, I wish I still had them. OH yeah, but one time he jerked really hard and kicked his foot up and then woke up from it and said, "I dreamed there was a cup in front of me and I kicked it." I laughed so hard and that's probably my favorite one. He's so deep.)
Sunday:
I wake up too early on Sunday. We have Gab's birthday party to go to around lunch time. Jessica asks what to get him, and I'm like we have to get him something? She's good about getting people presents, but I never thought about it before. (People love gifts no matter what.) I forget I work now. I've been thinking about things to collect, and Nerf guns was one of the top choices. (Please no. I think Philip should collect hundred dollar bills instead.) So, then I think we should get him one, and then maybe get one for me, shoot. We go to Walmart, and their selection isn't as good as I thought. I see this double barrel shotgun made by some offbrand, but it looks better than some of the nerf ones and is cheaper. After we pay, we think about how to give it to him. We asked an employee if they had long bags, and maybe I could just give it to him in a long plastic bag. They don't have any, and Jessica says she has a sticky bow we could just stick on the box. Nah. I forget we're at Walmart, so then I just run back and get some wrapping paper. I figure it's Walmart, so I can just get some for a buck. They're all 3 bucks, what a rip off. Anyway, we leave, and Jessica wraps it on the way to Gab's. Gabs house is pretty fun. Nikko's the only other cousin there when me and Jessica get there, but there's a bunch of babies from only two of the cousins. They're super rowdy and fun. (Kate touches my dress by my stomach and tells me I have a baby. Yeah, I know that's the cliche "funny" thing all kids say, but I was super embarrassed because she kept saying it all loud in front of parents which insinuates sexual relations which is never good. Then she comes up behind me and sniffs the back of my head and tells me it stinks. Kids shouldn't lie.) There's a little basketball hoop in the living room that keeps me and Nikko occupied, while Jessica plays with the babies. Nikko tells me they have a real goal in their backyard, bingo! So we have a free throw contest for shot guns later on at night. If you get less than Gab in any round, that's a shotgun. The person that gets more than the other person gets to choose if they subtract a shotgun from their count or adds one to the other person's count. Gab's pretty good. Keeps giving Nikko shotguns, and duh, I'm giving Nikko shotguns. Nikko gets up to 8 shotguns before I cap it 6 later on cause I don't want Nikko to die. Nikko also goes a whole round of 10 shots without making a single one. Jessica plays a round, and she takes me to triple sudden death. It was on purpose. We're super sweaty the rest of the day. Bryan, Shara, and Chris all get there after their dragon boat practice, or as my dad likes to call it, drag race. My mom gets on my brother's case about getting dark. Now he knows how it feels to get nagged about getting tanned on accident. Marianne gets there with Tim, his girlfriend, Mark, and Joseph. The guys then play poker. I'm playing every hand because I know Jessica doesn't want to sit there all night if we're trying to go out later. (Good lookin' out.) Nikko gets first, and my brother and I tie for second. So, I got Jessica's 10 bucks back plus five.
All the kids start leaving to get ready to go out. Marianne and Shara have plans to go to Escobar. I have to drive Nikko and his car to Jessica's cause he's not allowed to drive past 8 on the weekends still. My car feels a lot better. My guy friends all start asking me what's going on cause they all saved it for tonight. Sam, Dennis, Johnny, and Eli all come over to pre party. Everyone shotguns a bunch. Me and Nikko get a headstart on his 6 he has to do. I do three of them together with him. Sam brings over Forties, and Dennis brings some more cans. Nikko ends up doing 7 shotguns, and I do about the same amount so people don't have to do it alone. That brain damage game becomes kind of a hit. We finally find a place to go, and it's Glitter. Escobar got really crowded.
I think Glitter has a gay bouncer. Also Chris and Shara's neighbor is part owner of the place. Me and my friends all have to pee, then Chris comes in and gets mad at Johnny for being alive. Eli is all messed up from nothing, so he tries to go pass out in the car. He comes back and just passes out in a chair. Glitter is a karaoke place, so Sam and Johnny go up there with Mark to sing Country Grammar, I think. Mark is super drunk the whole time, and keeps hugging and jumping on people. My brother isn't there, and Marianne keeps calling him a loser, but I keep telling her that he's having a house party right now. I see a guy from A&M there, and I yell his name out in the bathroom, "Hey, Leo!" Too bad his name is Theo, and he never says anything about it, but I found out from Dennis after I told him I saw Leo. End of the night, and the same people go back to Jessica's. Dennis leaves by himself, Johnny drags Eli to the car, and Sam gets picked up by some mysterious white car out of nowhere after he'd been semi passed out on the couch.
Monday: Memorial Day
Woke up and cleaned up a little bit by throwing away like 30 beer cans, all shot gunned. Me, Nikko, and Jessica met up Chris and Shara and Fung's kitchen for dim sum, which I never think is that good. Me and Jessica get there first and tell the lady we have five. Then in Chinese the lady tells another lady to give us the tiniest table, then Jessica busts her in Chinese, "No, don't give us that." Then Jessica tells me that she says, "That's not what I meant." Whatevergay. So, dim sum wasn't that good. If you think I'm just not getting the right stuff, suggest some stuff. After we're mostly done eating, I'm reminded of two chopsticks with one hand challenge. Remember how I said Jessica saw that Sam couldn't even break one, and when she tried it she could do it? Well she couldn't do it on this day. (Not enough nutrients and energy in dim sum food. Give me a couple of beers and those chopsticks are history.) Neither Nikko nor Shara could do it. I always thought I had really weak hands, especially for a tennis player. When we leave we see pictures on the wall of a bunch of famous people that have been there. George Bush Sr. and his wife, Robert Horry, Chucky Brown, Queen of Thailand, Channel 13 News, Marvin Zindler, Mayor Lee Brown, Hakeem.
Chris says just call him if we figure out what we're doing next cause he has to take a dump and get a burrito from Bullrito's cause he can't waste his free burrito every week for a year. I call my brother, but he hasn't been picking up his phone for a while. I don't have Marianne's number, so Nikko calls her and she says they have fajitas and they're playing monopoly. Jessica and I are gonna hang out for a little before we decide to go over there or not, I don't know what Nikko does. Jessica wants to watch some dumb movie that's only at the River Oaks theater, so you know it's dumb. We found out the times, and we have an hour to burn, so I say let's go to Toys R Us to look for Nerf guns. I want to start collecting them, but they're kind of expensive. When we see the boardgames, I remember that I had Weapons and Warriors when I was little. Gotta be one of the best ideas/games ever made. You roll some dice for action points and use those action points to either move your men or shoot some balls at the other person's stuff.
It's getting close to the first showing for Jessica's cool movie, but she misses the exit. I tell her let's see what they have at Blockbuster, and she can return her movies that are super duper overdue. She hasn't even watched one of them. We can't find one of the movies that I've seen sitting in the backseat for like a couple of weeks, but when we find it in the trunk, the dvd's not even in it. Before we walk in, I turn in the one she hasn't seen. We're debating between The Messenger with Woody Harrelson and The Road with Viggo Mortensen. We get The Road. There's a debacle at the counter because we think that the late fees probably are over what the movies cost, and we might be able to keep them. Did you know they cap the late fees at 10 bucks? Not so bad, I guess. Anyway the movies were 14.99 and 19.99, super rip offs. We just keep the movies cause the fees are capped anyway. We go to Kroger's and the bank. Getting dinner for the week saves some money, and you get to pick how healthy you're gonna be. Spaghetti, pork shoulder blade steaks cause they were five bucks, and chicken caesar salad.
Get home and prepare the steaks by marinating them. Then we watch The Road. Kinda good, pretty sad. (I thought it was awesome. Had all the elements I needed to make me feel things. Cried a million times and at one point if I just let go, I would have been bawling. But I had to act tough for Philip.) Oh yeah, no more movie at River Oaks. I wasn't even trying to miss it, promise. ("Exit Through the Gift Shop". Still gonna watch it.) We then try oven roasting the steaks by searing them and then putting them in the oven. Worked pretty well, but pork is easy cause they're already gonna more tender than beef. Jessica gets scared of diarrhea, but I never really think about that, I just think about if it's gonna taste gross. We eat the steaks with asparagus, and it makes my pee stink. I guess it makes Jessica's stink too, but since she can't smell asparagus pee because only a small percentage of the world can, maybe hers doesn't. Then we just watch a bunch of tv till 11:30, and I go home. A lean night.
Perce!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Weekend Recap
Another summer weekend gone. Still trying to do it big to make up for the up-coming semester. I guess the best solution for that is to take a nice, long vacation. I just don't have the motivation to plan anything yet. Been thinking about San Fransisco, LA or Taiwan. In that order.
Let's see... on Thursday Philip came over after work and we hung out for like half an hour before he had to leave to meet his parents and his aunt and uncle for dinner at Kim Son. They were having a dinner to discuss the engineering lead he got from his uncle. I kept telling Philip to stay for a little bit longer 'cause I'm psychic and I knew he wouldn't be late. Dinner was supposed to be at 6 (It took me like 45 minutes to get there, so I got there at 6:15, but when I called my dad he said they were still at home. Dumb. Sat inside putting numbers into my new phone lookin' like a dummy. Oh yeah, I've never thought Kim Son or Tay Do were ever that good. It's like how we've been feeding this cat outside Jessica's house, and it doesn't like this food we got that is a dollar more. It loves the dollar less food, so I think it's like if you give me a bunch of caviar I'm not gonna finish it, but if you give me a bunch of McDonald's that stuff will be scarftown USA.) Anyway, he leaves, and I do some grocery shopping and eat Quiznos, which I was excited about 'cause I got the Prime Rib and Peppercorn which I had gotten a million times before and it's so delicious- thinly sliced beef covered in cheese with grilled onions. I'm only mentioning this because when I got home and opened it, FAILURE. They gave me some chopped beef bs and hardly ANY cheese (I'm thinking that it should be HARDLY ANY or HARDLY any.) I begrudgingly ate it. Soon afterward, a couple of my classmates came by so we could go to bingo. Philip said he was unhappy about this classmates-outing because he was the one who showed me bingo, but really it was Nikko who got it from Kathleen, so yeah (Not even. I was just mad cause I didn't get to hang out.). The bingo hall was packed. The guy at the front said it was at max capacity and we could only get in if we had friends who saved us seats. Luckily my friend Miles and Bobbie were there, but they didn't have seats for us (Bobbie is a guy). We ended up finding chairs from the cafeteria and bringing them to the stage and using the stage as a table. They ran out of doppers (I think it's dabbers or dobbers) too, and I only had one of them so between 3 people we shared one dopper. Made it so much more stressful.
After bingo, we went to Meteor to watch my friend Aike perform in the Houston Pride Idol contest. This was the second week and it's gonna go on for about 5 more weeks. Each week one person gets booted off and you vote by texting for your favorite singer. I'm trying to make it point to go every week 'cause he definitely deserves to win. Plus, all the contestants are gay, so they put on a pretty good show (I've never heard him sing, but I want to support him, but it's too gay for me).
On Friday, Philip and I got off work a little earlier than usual so we could meet Sam at my house to catch a ride to Austin. Philip's friend was graduating and all of them wanted to party together. We get to Austin at like 8 something and we eat at Chipotle and buy beer and play beer pong at Johnny's apartment. The beer pong table was missing a middle leg, so they stacked a bunch of crap underneath it: a bag of paper plates, a crock pot, a box of water. Didn't look too stable. It worked though (I bet Jessica loves hanging out with MacGyver. The MacGyver Mythbusters episode was pretty good). Me and Philip were on a team and we were undefeated for like 4 rounds; maybe more, but I don't remember because I was elated (She kept surprisingly making stuff while I threefered and hit last cup). I think I have finally proven my skills at not only darts and pool but also beer pong. Go ahead Philip, say something (I hate what your hand does on the follow-through, and your hands might be going to your hips right after shooting, which looks really cool). After awhile we get ready to go out to 6th street. We go to all these clubby places and stay at each one for a little bit. I have to pee at every single one we go to, and we leave pretty much immediately after I'm done, so that's how long we stay (Don't remember doing anything at any of the places except walking around and maybe someone buying a round). End up at this young, Asian club called Latitude which we went to the last time I was in Austin (All Asians end up here at the end of the night). I don't remember doing much there except ordering some drinks, going to the bathroom, Philip telling me he sees Joseph, and I think it's him too, but we walk up close and turns out it's just his twin (Man, I'm drunk, and I big time think it's him, so I yell his name out and then get closer and yell it kinda in his face, but then when he squares his face to me I realized it's not him, and I just walk away like I wasn't super embarrassed). I meet Philip's co-worker Neza for the first time. She happens to be partying for her brother's graduation too. Small world (She said Jessica was really pretty on Monday when I saw her at work. All I said was thanks. What are you supposed to say?).We ended up going to a karaoke place after (Austin Karaoke), but we never go inside. I think all of us sat on the curb outside for a good hour or so. It wasn't boring though. They had this Korean BBQ stand outside and I drunkedly whipped out my leftover money and told the guy to make me all the food he could for $20. It was meat on a stick on a bed of cabbage with Korean sauce drizzled all over it. So good (Pretty good, but when is stuff not good when you're drunk?). At one point I did go inside the karaoke bar to use the restroom, of course, and I run into all these old friends from Houston. That was kind of fun since I hadn't seen a lot of them for a good while. Oh yeah, for someeeee reason Philip was upset with me. He just kept pouting the whole time we were there and acting like he was mad, but I'm like, "what's the deal?" and his answer is, "I don't know why I'm mad, but I'm mad." (This part is true, I remember being mad that she was a punk, but I couldn't and still can't remember what she did that was punky). So then we knuckle up and I win cause I've been working out my thighs (I'm making the "good joke" face). We go back to Johnny's and the boys continue to party (Shotguns till 6 in the mo'nin' from darts bets, also Hamburger Helper noodles with Spam squares for a snack). I'm exhausted so I make a makeshift bed on the floor in an empty room with Philip's folded clothes. I formed a line the length of my body with his t-shirts and used his bag as a pillow. It was cold too, so I laid some of his tank tops on my exposed arms and legs. Then Philip gave me a blanket and I fell asleep. (The floor sucked cause it was wood, and there's no furniture cause he was moving out the next day, but that's how you get strong.)
Woke up and everyone sat in Johnny's room and recapped the night. There was a lot of farting, laughing and doorway pull-ups going on. I felt like I was in college again. Wait, I mean I felt like how I felt when my friends were in college again. (Watched some Mean Girls. Saw the part where she kicks the radio into the guys face from the stage when they're performing the Christmas song/dance thingy. She barely kicks it, but the next frame is the radio hitting him in the face super hard, you know what I'm talking about.)
Drove out to some far place to eat some flavorless Pho and drink some flavorless Thai tea. I liked the ride up there and the ride back to Johnny's place. Can't remember why. Oh yeah, I knew all the songs on the radio and it's also fun to sit in the backseat with Philip. Barf. Sorry (Apology accepted. We also ate with people that Johnny knew, but I also went to high school with. Small world again). We get back to Johnny's apartment and then it turns into NO FUN TIME 'cause he needs help moving (Tricksters, bring me up there to party. Psyche, move my stuff). Everyone kinda just sits there, not wanting to do anything, pushing things around. I keep thinking I got tricked into a "vacation" when really, I have to put in manual labor to pay for the fun I had on Friday. The boys start moving the heavy stuff and I invent functional ways to move large amounts of clothes (So Jessica loops one of his belts around a bunch of hanger hooks with his shirts on them. When she hands them to Johnny his arms get all shaky, the kind where you're trying to pour from a really heavy jug. It's super funny cause Jessica's super weak, and she was holding it pretty smoothly). I was scared I was going to find something gross in his closet but I didn't. Philip and I start getting bored and we're waiting for Sam to get back from switching out his car at his parents' house. We end up walking to the corner store to look for some fun. I buy a big Blue Moon and Philip buys a Maxx energy/alcoholic beverage which tastes like butt(hole). We also get two scratch-offs, some beef jerky and some sour tape candy. Philip's scratch off wins $2, and I win nothing. I knew from the moment we bought them, that his was the winning one, but I let him have it because I knew he was sad from feeling like he was wasting his Saturday (Thanks, can you just buy them from now on, now that you can tell if they're gonna win or not?). We drive back to Houston and make a million stops because first I had to use the bathroom and Philip wanted to cash in his huge winnings, second- because Sam and Philip wanted to get some alcohol before 9 so we stopped in Smithville and third- because Sam was getting sleepy and needed an energy drink. We get back to my house and start getting ready for the night. Most of Philip's guy friends are in Houston this summer so they all came over to pre-drink before going out to Washington. They do all these challenges to see who can accomplish what, and the losers have to drink (Most of the challenges in the beginning are darts related. The guys are Charles, David, Dennis, Sam, and me. I'm the darts king, so I make everyone take a bunch of 1800 shots. David really wants Dennis to take 5 shots in a row for anything, so we think up more challenges. Sam makes up this challenge with masking tape. You take or make the other person take as many shots as how many wrap arounds of tape you break wrapped around your wrists. First one is two, which David takes on. I know he knows it's easy as we're taping it on, but he doesn't say anything. He stands up and charges up and explodes with energy. It was super easy. Two shots for Sam. No one wants to do anymore, so we move to chopsticks. A couple of people try to break two chopsticks with one hand, and no one can do it. Shots. Then Sam tries breaking just one, but can't even do one. Jessica tries it and does it super easy. Should be like a million shots for Sam). We finish off two bottles easy, and make it out to the The Lot. My girlfriends are all up there and we party, party, party. I didn't know The Lot attracted so many Asians, but you know how Asians take over everything. Saw a bunch of other people there like Philip's basketball league people. You end up making "friends" with everyone when you have some drinks in you (Haha everyone did really good jobs with making friends). We go back to my place and Sam and Dennis pass out quick on my couch.
(Me and Dennis have the playoffs in the morning at 10). Wake up the next morning to a nice surprise (I go to wake up Dennis, and there is a huge huge huge wet spot on the couch. When I tug on his shirt to wake him up, it's super soaked. He wakes up and says, "What the F am I doing here?" Then Sam starts laughing even though he's sleeping right next to him. Needless to say, He peed all over himself and the couch. We take pictures, and Sam uploads one).
Philip and Dennis head out to their bball game, and I get ready and meet them up there a little bit later (We lose in the Semis when we're probably the favorites to win the whole thing cause we're in the B bracket. Jason's team has a rep of being the best team in the league, including the A bracket, but since I joined the team last year we've lost a few starters). Jason's mom wanted to take their team to eat, so we all go to Fuddruckers up by 290 and me and Philip share a 1 pounder. Philip says a bunch of funny stuff and so he thinks we had a really good time (I didn't think we had a really good time, I just said that because I know you think it about your times). We finally get the burger and Philip finds two hairs in it (Usually I never complain about that stuff, but it was too gross this time. It looked like it was cooked into the bread dough cause we had to pull it out, not lift it up off the bun, plus it was crinkled and junk, not head hair). Then we go to Landry's for Timmy's graduation lunch (Too full to eat. See a bunch of kids I knew in middle school cause their friends with Timmy now). More stuff happens, but I have to wrap it up 'cause I gotta go downtown now! (Finishing it up. Good memory training right now cause I'm having trouble remembering what we did Sunday. After Timmy's thing we went to Best Buy to look for an iPod because Jessica lost hers, and I have a 65 dollar gift card. They're sold out. Then we go to Academy to get more flights for our darts. I go look at the shoes and find some nice Nikes. The isles are labeled like running, basketball, and training. I don't know what training means, but I'm guessing it means crosstraining. The shoes looked flat like weight lifting shoes though, so I wanted to get those. Since I'll be going hard on my legs in the weight room this summer, I might need to get some really stable shoes. Went to Jessica's, took a nap, watched tv, and then went home).
Jess
Let's see... on Thursday Philip came over after work and we hung out for like half an hour before he had to leave to meet his parents and his aunt and uncle for dinner at Kim Son. They were having a dinner to discuss the engineering lead he got from his uncle. I kept telling Philip to stay for a little bit longer 'cause I'm psychic and I knew he wouldn't be late. Dinner was supposed to be at 6 (It took me like 45 minutes to get there, so I got there at 6:15, but when I called my dad he said they were still at home. Dumb. Sat inside putting numbers into my new phone lookin' like a dummy. Oh yeah, I've never thought Kim Son or Tay Do were ever that good. It's like how we've been feeding this cat outside Jessica's house, and it doesn't like this food we got that is a dollar more. It loves the dollar less food, so I think it's like if you give me a bunch of caviar I'm not gonna finish it, but if you give me a bunch of McDonald's that stuff will be scarftown USA.) Anyway, he leaves, and I do some grocery shopping and eat Quiznos, which I was excited about 'cause I got the Prime Rib and Peppercorn which I had gotten a million times before and it's so delicious- thinly sliced beef covered in cheese with grilled onions. I'm only mentioning this because when I got home and opened it, FAILURE. They gave me some chopped beef bs and hardly ANY cheese (I'm thinking that it should be HARDLY ANY or HARDLY any.) I begrudgingly ate it. Soon afterward, a couple of my classmates came by so we could go to bingo. Philip said he was unhappy about this classmates-outing because he was the one who showed me bingo, but really it was Nikko who got it from Kathleen, so yeah (Not even. I was just mad cause I didn't get to hang out.). The bingo hall was packed. The guy at the front said it was at max capacity and we could only get in if we had friends who saved us seats. Luckily my friend Miles and Bobbie were there, but they didn't have seats for us (Bobbie is a guy). We ended up finding chairs from the cafeteria and bringing them to the stage and using the stage as a table. They ran out of doppers (I think it's dabbers or dobbers) too, and I only had one of them so between 3 people we shared one dopper. Made it so much more stressful.
After bingo, we went to Meteor to watch my friend Aike perform in the Houston Pride Idol contest. This was the second week and it's gonna go on for about 5 more weeks. Each week one person gets booted off and you vote by texting for your favorite singer. I'm trying to make it point to go every week 'cause he definitely deserves to win. Plus, all the contestants are gay, so they put on a pretty good show (I've never heard him sing, but I want to support him, but it's too gay for me).
On Friday, Philip and I got off work a little earlier than usual so we could meet Sam at my house to catch a ride to Austin. Philip's friend was graduating and all of them wanted to party together. We get to Austin at like 8 something and we eat at Chipotle and buy beer and play beer pong at Johnny's apartment. The beer pong table was missing a middle leg, so they stacked a bunch of crap underneath it: a bag of paper plates, a crock pot, a box of water. Didn't look too stable. It worked though (I bet Jessica loves hanging out with MacGyver. The MacGyver Mythbusters episode was pretty good). Me and Philip were on a team and we were undefeated for like 4 rounds; maybe more, but I don't remember because I was elated (She kept surprisingly making stuff while I threefered and hit last cup). I think I have finally proven my skills at not only darts and pool but also beer pong. Go ahead Philip, say something (I hate what your hand does on the follow-through, and your hands might be going to your hips right after shooting, which looks really cool). After awhile we get ready to go out to 6th street. We go to all these clubby places and stay at each one for a little bit. I have to pee at every single one we go to, and we leave pretty much immediately after I'm done, so that's how long we stay (Don't remember doing anything at any of the places except walking around and maybe someone buying a round). End up at this young, Asian club called Latitude which we went to the last time I was in Austin (All Asians end up here at the end of the night). I don't remember doing much there except ordering some drinks, going to the bathroom, Philip telling me he sees Joseph, and I think it's him too, but we walk up close and turns out it's just his twin (Man, I'm drunk, and I big time think it's him, so I yell his name out and then get closer and yell it kinda in his face, but then when he squares his face to me I realized it's not him, and I just walk away like I wasn't super embarrassed). I meet Philip's co-worker Neza for the first time. She happens to be partying for her brother's graduation too. Small world (She said Jessica was really pretty on Monday when I saw her at work. All I said was thanks. What are you supposed to say?).We ended up going to a karaoke place after (Austin Karaoke), but we never go inside. I think all of us sat on the curb outside for a good hour or so. It wasn't boring though. They had this Korean BBQ stand outside and I drunkedly whipped out my leftover money and told the guy to make me all the food he could for $20. It was meat on a stick on a bed of cabbage with Korean sauce drizzled all over it. So good (Pretty good, but when is stuff not good when you're drunk?). At one point I did go inside the karaoke bar to use the restroom, of course, and I run into all these old friends from Houston. That was kind of fun since I hadn't seen a lot of them for a good while. Oh yeah, for someeeee reason Philip was upset with me. He just kept pouting the whole time we were there and acting like he was mad, but I'm like, "what's the deal?" and his answer is, "I don't know why I'm mad, but I'm mad." (This part is true, I remember being mad that she was a punk, but I couldn't and still can't remember what she did that was punky). So then we knuckle up and I win cause I've been working out my thighs (I'm making the "good joke" face). We go back to Johnny's and the boys continue to party (Shotguns till 6 in the mo'nin' from darts bets, also Hamburger Helper noodles with Spam squares for a snack). I'm exhausted so I make a makeshift bed on the floor in an empty room with Philip's folded clothes. I formed a line the length of my body with his t-shirts and used his bag as a pillow. It was cold too, so I laid some of his tank tops on my exposed arms and legs. Then Philip gave me a blanket and I fell asleep. (The floor sucked cause it was wood, and there's no furniture cause he was moving out the next day, but that's how you get strong.)
Woke up and everyone sat in Johnny's room and recapped the night. There was a lot of farting, laughing and doorway pull-ups going on. I felt like I was in college again. Wait, I mean I felt like how I felt when my friends were in college again. (Watched some Mean Girls. Saw the part where she kicks the radio into the guys face from the stage when they're performing the Christmas song/dance thingy. She barely kicks it, but the next frame is the radio hitting him in the face super hard, you know what I'm talking about.)
Drove out to some far place to eat some flavorless Pho and drink some flavorless Thai tea. I liked the ride up there and the ride back to Johnny's place. Can't remember why. Oh yeah, I knew all the songs on the radio and it's also fun to sit in the backseat with Philip. Barf. Sorry (Apology accepted. We also ate with people that Johnny knew, but I also went to high school with. Small world again). We get back to Johnny's apartment and then it turns into NO FUN TIME 'cause he needs help moving (Tricksters, bring me up there to party. Psyche, move my stuff). Everyone kinda just sits there, not wanting to do anything, pushing things around. I keep thinking I got tricked into a "vacation" when really, I have to put in manual labor to pay for the fun I had on Friday. The boys start moving the heavy stuff and I invent functional ways to move large amounts of clothes (So Jessica loops one of his belts around a bunch of hanger hooks with his shirts on them. When she hands them to Johnny his arms get all shaky, the kind where you're trying to pour from a really heavy jug. It's super funny cause Jessica's super weak, and she was holding it pretty smoothly). I was scared I was going to find something gross in his closet but I didn't. Philip and I start getting bored and we're waiting for Sam to get back from switching out his car at his parents' house. We end up walking to the corner store to look for some fun. I buy a big Blue Moon and Philip buys a Maxx energy/alcoholic beverage which tastes like butt(hole). We also get two scratch-offs, some beef jerky and some sour tape candy. Philip's scratch off wins $2, and I win nothing. I knew from the moment we bought them, that his was the winning one, but I let him have it because I knew he was sad from feeling like he was wasting his Saturday (Thanks, can you just buy them from now on, now that you can tell if they're gonna win or not?). We drive back to Houston and make a million stops because first I had to use the bathroom and Philip wanted to cash in his huge winnings, second- because Sam and Philip wanted to get some alcohol before 9 so we stopped in Smithville and third- because Sam was getting sleepy and needed an energy drink. We get back to my house and start getting ready for the night. Most of Philip's guy friends are in Houston this summer so they all came over to pre-drink before going out to Washington. They do all these challenges to see who can accomplish what, and the losers have to drink (Most of the challenges in the beginning are darts related. The guys are Charles, David, Dennis, Sam, and me. I'm the darts king, so I make everyone take a bunch of 1800 shots. David really wants Dennis to take 5 shots in a row for anything, so we think up more challenges. Sam makes up this challenge with masking tape. You take or make the other person take as many shots as how many wrap arounds of tape you break wrapped around your wrists. First one is two, which David takes on. I know he knows it's easy as we're taping it on, but he doesn't say anything. He stands up and charges up and explodes with energy. It was super easy. Two shots for Sam. No one wants to do anymore, so we move to chopsticks. A couple of people try to break two chopsticks with one hand, and no one can do it. Shots. Then Sam tries breaking just one, but can't even do one. Jessica tries it and does it super easy. Should be like a million shots for Sam). We finish off two bottles easy, and make it out to the The Lot. My girlfriends are all up there and we party, party, party. I didn't know The Lot attracted so many Asians, but you know how Asians take over everything. Saw a bunch of other people there like Philip's basketball league people. You end up making "friends" with everyone when you have some drinks in you (Haha everyone did really good jobs with making friends). We go back to my place and Sam and Dennis pass out quick on my couch.
(Me and Dennis have the playoffs in the morning at 10). Wake up the next morning to a nice surprise (I go to wake up Dennis, and there is a huge huge huge wet spot on the couch. When I tug on his shirt to wake him up, it's super soaked. He wakes up and says, "What the F am I doing here?" Then Sam starts laughing even though he's sleeping right next to him. Needless to say, He peed all over himself and the couch. We take pictures, and Sam uploads one).
Philip and Dennis head out to their bball game, and I get ready and meet them up there a little bit later (We lose in the Semis when we're probably the favorites to win the whole thing cause we're in the B bracket. Jason's team has a rep of being the best team in the league, including the A bracket, but since I joined the team last year we've lost a few starters). Jason's mom wanted to take their team to eat, so we all go to Fuddruckers up by 290 and me and Philip share a 1 pounder. Philip says a bunch of funny stuff and so he thinks we had a really good time (I didn't think we had a really good time, I just said that because I know you think it about your times). We finally get the burger and Philip finds two hairs in it (Usually I never complain about that stuff, but it was too gross this time. It looked like it was cooked into the bread dough cause we had to pull it out, not lift it up off the bun, plus it was crinkled and junk, not head hair). Then we go to Landry's for Timmy's graduation lunch (Too full to eat. See a bunch of kids I knew in middle school cause their friends with Timmy now). More stuff happens, but I have to wrap it up 'cause I gotta go downtown now! (Finishing it up. Good memory training right now cause I'm having trouble remembering what we did Sunday. After Timmy's thing we went to Best Buy to look for an iPod because Jessica lost hers, and I have a 65 dollar gift card. They're sold out. Then we go to Academy to get more flights for our darts. I go look at the shoes and find some nice Nikes. The isles are labeled like running, basketball, and training. I don't know what training means, but I'm guessing it means crosstraining. The shoes looked flat like weight lifting shoes though, so I wanted to get those. Since I'll be going hard on my legs in the weight room this summer, I might need to get some really stable shoes. Went to Jessica's, took a nap, watched tv, and then went home).Jess
Monday, May 17, 2010
Weekend Recap
Probably long again cause I want to remember everything.
Friday:
Started off with happy hour after work with Jessica and her friends at Toku next to Baker St. on Westheimer. $1.75 handrolls were pretty big. Had some sake and beer. Jessica is probably the funny one out of her girlfriends and probably of her art school friends, but when I'm around it kinda seems like no one laughs. Then she thinks I'm judging her cause she tells me of stories of everyone laughing at her jokes. (It's a fact.) I'm not judging her cause I'm sure it happens when I'm not around. (So weird that happens. I guess I have more fun when Philip is not around.) Anyway after all of her comments it would be a little quiet, then she'd look at me and get embarrassed and laugh, but they're a tough crowd cause it didn't seem like they knew what funny was anyway. The server said he'd split the check, but he said it was too hard. We were gonna split it ourselves, but then some people were just saying let's just split it evenly, but that's never fair usually. Last time we did this Jessica and I had to pay 35 each after splitting our entree. This time we just said let's split it for real cause in my head I already knew ours was less than what it would have been had we just split it straight. Kind of embarrassing to be the ones to say that we don't want to split it evenly, but I was mad last time I said that's fine and it was 70 freaking dollars for us when we shared the entree. (I'm usually OK with just doing the even split, cause I hate doing the math and checking which things I got off a long ass receipt. I'd rather go the easy route, but Philip was there and he's a math whiz, so he did it for me. Thanks.)
So, we're leaving, and it's raining pretty hard. Jessica has a really good spot straight across the entrance. She asks if I can get the car and bring it closer by maybe 10 feet, keep in mind that I'm not gonna be the one driving, so we have to somehow switch spots after I bring it over. I think it's dumb, but I do it anyway. When I try to back out there are two other cars backing out at the same time across from me and right next to me. (I'm watching him do this the whole time while waiting under the covered section with Wendy. I tell her, "Ohhhh, I bet he is so stressed out and mad right now." I know the feeling of backing out when other people are also backing out. You end up doing the whole reverse, then going back in your spot, then reversing again thing and it's super frustration. Plus add pouring rain to that.)Also, there's a car just trying to pass through. The car behind me backs out halfway and stops to let these people in, that's fine. Then the car's reverse lights turn off, and it just sits there. Now, they are dumb, and I hate them. When I finally get to back up there are those short yellow posts behind me, and I don't really know where they all are, plus it's raining hard so it's hard to see out the back windshield. I just wanted to back out and pick her up, but she just stood there, and I knew other cars were trying to back out or get through. Dumb, so I just go to the side where there's a covered walkway to use. Anyway, I get super annoyed that the dumb idea turned out to be a for real dumb idea. (I wasn't annoyed that he was annoyed. And I got picked up. I win.)
We get on our way to Jessica's to figure out what to do for the night, and earlier Sam and Mona say they would like to join us. Sam says I'll bring over my leftover tequila from last weekend, and Mona says I'll bring some blueberry vodka. Sounds like a lean night. Oh yeah, forgot to say that my dad's in Cali for some reunion thingy, and so I'm supposed to watch over my mom and junk. I'm like dang, what a damper on the weekend, but then she calls me earlier that day at work and says that she's riding with her friend to a far bridal party, and if her friend drinks too much they're just gonna stay there. Money. I like to trick Jessica into thinking I have to go home or do something sucky that'll ruin things, then bust her big time in a good way. Rollercoaster of emotions. (I never know when he is tricking me or not, 'cause he does it three times and finally the third trick is the truth. "So I don't have to go home tonight. Just kidding, I really do. Just kidding again.")
Sam and Mona get there, and we figure out that we're just gonna go to Rice Village cause there was a Facebook event saying people were going there. No one was at Brian O'neill's, so we finished our drinks on the patio to go to Baker St. across the street. I guess we're all already pretty drunk from the cool combination of tequila and blueberry vodka because we find two umbrella's and a pack of cigarettes out on the patio and take them. I think I remember having an umbrella in my hands, but I know I didn't end up with one. Also, Sam's probably pretty drunk cause instead of going straight across the street to Baker, he goes next door to Bronx Bar. On the way in, Jessica slips and almost falls. (Actually, I really do fall. It's those damned Tequila and Blueberry shots. The next day my arm and legs are all bruised up. I look like a statistic.) The bouncer walks over and says she can't go in, and I'm like it's ok she just slipped cause it's all wet and rainy. Don't remember the convo, but it felt longer than just one line, and by the end he's just like fine go ahead. The rest of the night is just input from the four of us the next day. At Bronx Bar I'm pretty sure I remember black guys trying to talk to Jessica and Monalisa. Also, Sam was dancing on a not so good looking girl, and Mona says she heard the girl say "Is that your girlfriend?" talking about Mona. She says yes, so I guess that ends that. But not for Sam is doesn't! Baby. He just keeps dancing with her. We get back to Jessica's and I remember Mona hugging the toilet, Sam and me maybe singing and dancing, and Jessica Sitting in the bathroom with Mona. Everyone passes out at Jess'. (Who is this Jessica Sitting girl? She sounds Native American.)
Saturday:
I wake up at like 8 something, and I only see Sam on the couch. When I check my phone, the text I see is, "Hety I left early this AM forba skeeping soot." She still doesn't know what she was trying to say. I go back to sleep, and we get up to go eat. I look outside now, and Sam's gone. I call him, and he says he's in College Station. He tells me his sister graduated, and he missed it hahaha. Super funny to me. We eat at this place Jessica wants to try called Cheese Berry (doesn't that sound like an Urban Dictionary word?) on Bellaire. It's an Asian pizza place. I didn't think it was too good cause it felt cheap like CiCi's, but it wasn't all you can eat. I feel kinda bad cause I feel like it was this family's bright idea to start a restaurant with Asian pizzas cause they made them for their family and friends, and I guess all of them liked it. Then I eat it, and I don't feel like I would ever go back. That sucks. Then we went to get more contacts for Jessica. We all went back to Jessica's to disperse. I went home to go to church, Mona went home, Jessica went to her friend's grad party at Lizard's.
I go to church and to prayer afterwards at Tito Jabar's house. Prayer in Katy means not getting back into town until like 1045 to 11. I hate starting late, especially on Saturdays cause I have basketball games in the morning, and this one was at 9AM the earliest ones you can have. Prayer finishes, and I take Nikko and Rachel home cause going out for them sucks since they live so far away. I probably wouldn't do stuff as much if Jessica didn't live so close to everything. Meanwhile, Jessica's been at the grad party since 4 when I left for church till I meet her at her place at almost 11. She didn't even want to go to the thing, but she heard there were only 4 people at it, so she rushed over and had so much fun. Guess why. Duh, since she's the funny one, everyone was laughing at all her jokes the whole time. Guess who wasn't there to witness it. (Man, Philip is a master hater. Everyone was laughing the whole time, but not 'cause of me. It's just weird funny stuff was happening. Plus, we were all beered up and it's always fun to hang out with classmates when it's outside of school. There was this random guy walking around. who pretty much looked like a carbon copy of Jaime Kennedy in Malibu's Most Wanted. He was acting like he was on crack or speed... really didn't fit in. Anyway, my friend Aike, who is gay, was like, "I wonder if he would show his chest since he's so messed up." I was like, I bet he will. He wobbles over to our table, and we say, "Lift your shirt." And he does it. Then his friend walks by and gets really mad at him for being so messed up and he apoligizes by saying, "Sorry daddy! Sorry! Don't beat me!" He put his hands up like he was going to get hit. Very strange. A couple of hours later, he walks by again, and we try it again: "Lift up your shirt!" He looks me straight in my eyes and says, "I ain't yo' puppet." Hope Philip doesn't get mad. No, he'll just say, "I'm so grossed out.")
Anyway, as I'm leaving the prayer Sam calls me and tells me he's going to South Beach, which is a gay club. He tells me to text him whenever we find out where we're going, cept I know he's just tryna act and really does want to go and stay at South Beach. (Is it weird to say "trying to" as opposted to "tryna" if you're Philip? What's better? Phoenetics or grammar?) We're supposed to be going to some house party that one of our friends knows about. House parties where you don't know anyone except the people you come with usually don't turn out so good. (I beg to differ. I love random house parties as long as you show up with a good group.)Luckily the plans fall through, and we have to try to figure out where to go. I get to Jess', then Miles, then Mona, then Matt and Jolene. Jolene's trying to go Azn club style, but everyone's rejecting. I guess her friends moved to Union, which is good so we don't have to dress up and it's a minute away from Jess'. I've decided I'm gonna try to be DD. It's pretty easy, turn down shots and just get beers. Drama time. Jolene's gonna beat up Monalisa cause Jolene doesn't get Mona's bad sarcastic jokes cause they just met. Miles also gets mad at Wendy for stuff. Matt gets mad at Jolene and takes her home. (Jolene is my best friend, but she gets riled up very easily. I think what happened was Mona took some unflattering pictures of her and Jolene erased one off her camera and Mona said, "You're not allowed to delete off my camera. I'll post them anyway." Then later Jolene accidentally stepped on her foot and Mona shook a fist and said "I'm gonna kick your ass." I think the fist shaking is the clue that it's not for real. We should make a reality show about this, except I don't want anyone to really get in a fight.) Everyone else comes over including some Palestinian French Norwegian guys. I whoop them in darts, and I'm waiting for everyone to leave cause I have a game in the morning. I finally just say I'm going to sleep cause I have a game and it's like 4AM. I set my alarm for 8.
Sunday:
We wake up on time, and we get there on time. My body's tired, but it's fine cause we have 10 this week cause school's over. Last week we only had 5. We win pretty easily, but I had two turnovers and one steal, and that's it. Boring. Me and Jess go to 99 Ranch Market to get some sushi. We get almost two pounds of salmon, some scallops, some imitation crab sticks, avocado, and cream cheese. The spicy salmon rolls we made were the bomb. Forgot we had to get sushi rice for a dollar, which is way better than trying to make your own without a rice cooker. Why are H Mart and 99 Ranch Market so close to each other? We ate then we took a nap, which was only supposed to be an hour, but ended up being 3 and a half for me and maybe like 3 for Jessica. What a waste of an afternoon. (Hate wasting afternoons, but I was seriously tired. Kept zoning out at his game, so it's a good thing nothing that awesome happened.) We eat the rest of the sushi and make some turkey burgers. Got a bunch of protein and omega 3 yesterday. The Simpsons is still a good show, and Saving Private Ryan is super good. Then we go rent Yes Man! The plot is about to start, but then my mom calls and says she's all alone, and that she's waiting for me. I guess I get to go home and defend some more titles on Fight Night Round 4, and that's what I do son. Jessica watches this other Indie film (An Education with Peter Sarsgaard and Carey Mulligan, a new British actress.) she rents with Yes Man! Glad I don't have to watch those with her. (Me too, 'cause I like to enjoy them without complaints.) I call her in the middle of it, and she had already cried during one of the parts. (The movie is solid. Good acting from both leads, and I think Carey Mulligan did such a good job acting like a naive highschooler. Also, her hair and some outfits were good.) Freak, forgot to say that I watched a preview of Human Centipede on her On Demand, and I couldn't stop thinking about it every 10 minutes. I felt so gross the rest of the day, and even this morning. I don't know what grosses me out the most about it. It might be that the guy in front of the human centipede is a guy, and he's Asian. The movie's about a mad scientist that wants to connect people from mouth to butt, super grossssssssssss. (Don't want to watch it. I said I did, but I realize now it's not so much a horror movie, but a shock-film. Everyone's just going to be waiting to see the end when they show the crazy experiment and I know I'll get a nasty feeling when I leave the theater. I watched House of 1,000 Corpses by Rob Zombie awhile ago, and left the theater feeling sick. Weird that I used to watch a bunch of movies like that. One night I did a David Lynch marathon and watched all his movies back to back. I'm surprised I'm not messed up from it.)
Good weekend.
Friday:
Started off with happy hour after work with Jessica and her friends at Toku next to Baker St. on Westheimer. $1.75 handrolls were pretty big. Had some sake and beer. Jessica is probably the funny one out of her girlfriends and probably of her art school friends, but when I'm around it kinda seems like no one laughs. Then she thinks I'm judging her cause she tells me of stories of everyone laughing at her jokes. (It's a fact.) I'm not judging her cause I'm sure it happens when I'm not around. (So weird that happens. I guess I have more fun when Philip is not around.) Anyway after all of her comments it would be a little quiet, then she'd look at me and get embarrassed and laugh, but they're a tough crowd cause it didn't seem like they knew what funny was anyway. The server said he'd split the check, but he said it was too hard. We were gonna split it ourselves, but then some people were just saying let's just split it evenly, but that's never fair usually. Last time we did this Jessica and I had to pay 35 each after splitting our entree. This time we just said let's split it for real cause in my head I already knew ours was less than what it would have been had we just split it straight. Kind of embarrassing to be the ones to say that we don't want to split it evenly, but I was mad last time I said that's fine and it was 70 freaking dollars for us when we shared the entree. (I'm usually OK with just doing the even split, cause I hate doing the math and checking which things I got off a long ass receipt. I'd rather go the easy route, but Philip was there and he's a math whiz, so he did it for me. Thanks.)
So, we're leaving, and it's raining pretty hard. Jessica has a really good spot straight across the entrance. She asks if I can get the car and bring it closer by maybe 10 feet, keep in mind that I'm not gonna be the one driving, so we have to somehow switch spots after I bring it over. I think it's dumb, but I do it anyway. When I try to back out there are two other cars backing out at the same time across from me and right next to me. (I'm watching him do this the whole time while waiting under the covered section with Wendy. I tell her, "Ohhhh, I bet he is so stressed out and mad right now." I know the feeling of backing out when other people are also backing out. You end up doing the whole reverse, then going back in your spot, then reversing again thing and it's super frustration. Plus add pouring rain to that.)Also, there's a car just trying to pass through. The car behind me backs out halfway and stops to let these people in, that's fine. Then the car's reverse lights turn off, and it just sits there. Now, they are dumb, and I hate them. When I finally get to back up there are those short yellow posts behind me, and I don't really know where they all are, plus it's raining hard so it's hard to see out the back windshield. I just wanted to back out and pick her up, but she just stood there, and I knew other cars were trying to back out or get through. Dumb, so I just go to the side where there's a covered walkway to use. Anyway, I get super annoyed that the dumb idea turned out to be a for real dumb idea. (I wasn't annoyed that he was annoyed. And I got picked up. I win.)
We get on our way to Jessica's to figure out what to do for the night, and earlier Sam and Mona say they would like to join us. Sam says I'll bring over my leftover tequila from last weekend, and Mona says I'll bring some blueberry vodka. Sounds like a lean night. Oh yeah, forgot to say that my dad's in Cali for some reunion thingy, and so I'm supposed to watch over my mom and junk. I'm like dang, what a damper on the weekend, but then she calls me earlier that day at work and says that she's riding with her friend to a far bridal party, and if her friend drinks too much they're just gonna stay there. Money. I like to trick Jessica into thinking I have to go home or do something sucky that'll ruin things, then bust her big time in a good way. Rollercoaster of emotions. (I never know when he is tricking me or not, 'cause he does it three times and finally the third trick is the truth. "So I don't have to go home tonight. Just kidding, I really do. Just kidding again.")
Sam and Mona get there, and we figure out that we're just gonna go to Rice Village cause there was a Facebook event saying people were going there. No one was at Brian O'neill's, so we finished our drinks on the patio to go to Baker St. across the street. I guess we're all already pretty drunk from the cool combination of tequila and blueberry vodka because we find two umbrella's and a pack of cigarettes out on the patio and take them. I think I remember having an umbrella in my hands, but I know I didn't end up with one. Also, Sam's probably pretty drunk cause instead of going straight across the street to Baker, he goes next door to Bronx Bar. On the way in, Jessica slips and almost falls. (Actually, I really do fall. It's those damned Tequila and Blueberry shots. The next day my arm and legs are all bruised up. I look like a statistic.) The bouncer walks over and says she can't go in, and I'm like it's ok she just slipped cause it's all wet and rainy. Don't remember the convo, but it felt longer than just one line, and by the end he's just like fine go ahead. The rest of the night is just input from the four of us the next day. At Bronx Bar I'm pretty sure I remember black guys trying to talk to Jessica and Monalisa. Also, Sam was dancing on a not so good looking girl, and Mona says she heard the girl say "Is that your girlfriend?" talking about Mona. She says yes, so I guess that ends that. But not for Sam is doesn't! Baby. He just keeps dancing with her. We get back to Jessica's and I remember Mona hugging the toilet, Sam and me maybe singing and dancing, and Jessica Sitting in the bathroom with Mona. Everyone passes out at Jess'. (Who is this Jessica Sitting girl? She sounds Native American.)
Saturday:
I wake up at like 8 something, and I only see Sam on the couch. When I check my phone, the text I see is, "Hety I left early this AM forba skeeping soot." She still doesn't know what she was trying to say. I go back to sleep, and we get up to go eat. I look outside now, and Sam's gone. I call him, and he says he's in College Station. He tells me his sister graduated, and he missed it hahaha. Super funny to me. We eat at this place Jessica wants to try called Cheese Berry (doesn't that sound like an Urban Dictionary word?) on Bellaire. It's an Asian pizza place. I didn't think it was too good cause it felt cheap like CiCi's, but it wasn't all you can eat. I feel kinda bad cause I feel like it was this family's bright idea to start a restaurant with Asian pizzas cause they made them for their family and friends, and I guess all of them liked it. Then I eat it, and I don't feel like I would ever go back. That sucks. Then we went to get more contacts for Jessica. We all went back to Jessica's to disperse. I went home to go to church, Mona went home, Jessica went to her friend's grad party at Lizard's.
I go to church and to prayer afterwards at Tito Jabar's house. Prayer in Katy means not getting back into town until like 1045 to 11. I hate starting late, especially on Saturdays cause I have basketball games in the morning, and this one was at 9AM the earliest ones you can have. Prayer finishes, and I take Nikko and Rachel home cause going out for them sucks since they live so far away. I probably wouldn't do stuff as much if Jessica didn't live so close to everything. Meanwhile, Jessica's been at the grad party since 4 when I left for church till I meet her at her place at almost 11. She didn't even want to go to the thing, but she heard there were only 4 people at it, so she rushed over and had so much fun. Guess why. Duh, since she's the funny one, everyone was laughing at all her jokes the whole time. Guess who wasn't there to witness it. (Man, Philip is a master hater. Everyone was laughing the whole time, but not 'cause of me. It's just weird funny stuff was happening. Plus, we were all beered up and it's always fun to hang out with classmates when it's outside of school. There was this random guy walking around. who pretty much looked like a carbon copy of Jaime Kennedy in Malibu's Most Wanted. He was acting like he was on crack or speed... really didn't fit in. Anyway, my friend Aike, who is gay, was like, "I wonder if he would show his chest since he's so messed up." I was like, I bet he will. He wobbles over to our table, and we say, "Lift your shirt." And he does it. Then his friend walks by and gets really mad at him for being so messed up and he apoligizes by saying, "Sorry daddy! Sorry! Don't beat me!" He put his hands up like he was going to get hit. Very strange. A couple of hours later, he walks by again, and we try it again: "Lift up your shirt!" He looks me straight in my eyes and says, "I ain't yo' puppet." Hope Philip doesn't get mad. No, he'll just say, "I'm so grossed out.")
Anyway, as I'm leaving the prayer Sam calls me and tells me he's going to South Beach, which is a gay club. He tells me to text him whenever we find out where we're going, cept I know he's just tryna act and really does want to go and stay at South Beach. (Is it weird to say "trying to" as opposted to "tryna" if you're Philip? What's better? Phoenetics or grammar?) We're supposed to be going to some house party that one of our friends knows about. House parties where you don't know anyone except the people you come with usually don't turn out so good. (I beg to differ. I love random house parties as long as you show up with a good group.)Luckily the plans fall through, and we have to try to figure out where to go. I get to Jess', then Miles, then Mona, then Matt and Jolene. Jolene's trying to go Azn club style, but everyone's rejecting. I guess her friends moved to Union, which is good so we don't have to dress up and it's a minute away from Jess'. I've decided I'm gonna try to be DD. It's pretty easy, turn down shots and just get beers. Drama time. Jolene's gonna beat up Monalisa cause Jolene doesn't get Mona's bad sarcastic jokes cause they just met. Miles also gets mad at Wendy for stuff. Matt gets mad at Jolene and takes her home. (Jolene is my best friend, but she gets riled up very easily. I think what happened was Mona took some unflattering pictures of her and Jolene erased one off her camera and Mona said, "You're not allowed to delete off my camera. I'll post them anyway." Then later Jolene accidentally stepped on her foot and Mona shook a fist and said "I'm gonna kick your ass." I think the fist shaking is the clue that it's not for real. We should make a reality show about this, except I don't want anyone to really get in a fight.) Everyone else comes over including some Palestinian French Norwegian guys. I whoop them in darts, and I'm waiting for everyone to leave cause I have a game in the morning. I finally just say I'm going to sleep cause I have a game and it's like 4AM. I set my alarm for 8.
Sunday:
We wake up on time, and we get there on time. My body's tired, but it's fine cause we have 10 this week cause school's over. Last week we only had 5. We win pretty easily, but I had two turnovers and one steal, and that's it. Boring. Me and Jess go to 99 Ranch Market to get some sushi. We get almost two pounds of salmon, some scallops, some imitation crab sticks, avocado, and cream cheese. The spicy salmon rolls we made were the bomb. Forgot we had to get sushi rice for a dollar, which is way better than trying to make your own without a rice cooker. Why are H Mart and 99 Ranch Market so close to each other? We ate then we took a nap, which was only supposed to be an hour, but ended up being 3 and a half for me and maybe like 3 for Jessica. What a waste of an afternoon. (Hate wasting afternoons, but I was seriously tired. Kept zoning out at his game, so it's a good thing nothing that awesome happened.) We eat the rest of the sushi and make some turkey burgers. Got a bunch of protein and omega 3 yesterday. The Simpsons is still a good show, and Saving Private Ryan is super good. Then we go rent Yes Man! The plot is about to start, but then my mom calls and says she's all alone, and that she's waiting for me. I guess I get to go home and defend some more titles on Fight Night Round 4, and that's what I do son. Jessica watches this other Indie film (An Education with Peter Sarsgaard and Carey Mulligan, a new British actress.) she rents with Yes Man! Glad I don't have to watch those with her. (Me too, 'cause I like to enjoy them without complaints.) I call her in the middle of it, and she had already cried during one of the parts. (The movie is solid. Good acting from both leads, and I think Carey Mulligan did such a good job acting like a naive highschooler. Also, her hair and some outfits were good.) Freak, forgot to say that I watched a preview of Human Centipede on her On Demand, and I couldn't stop thinking about it every 10 minutes. I felt so gross the rest of the day, and even this morning. I don't know what grosses me out the most about it. It might be that the guy in front of the human centipede is a guy, and he's Asian. The movie's about a mad scientist that wants to connect people from mouth to butt, super grossssssssssss. (Don't want to watch it. I said I did, but I realize now it's not so much a horror movie, but a shock-film. Everyone's just going to be waiting to see the end when they show the crazy experiment and I know I'll get a nasty feeling when I leave the theater. I watched House of 1,000 Corpses by Rob Zombie awhile ago, and left the theater feeling sick. Weird that I used to watch a bunch of movies like that. One night I did a David Lynch marathon and watched all his movies back to back. I'm surprised I'm not messed up from it.)
Good weekend.
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