Friday night, I was out with and company. Her friend from school, Kaui, came along, too. A very nice person, but when she got drunker and drunker, I became the whipping boy. I just have to say that my nipples are still tender and I have slight scraping on my knuckles from when she tackled me to the ground and dry-humped me. Quite flattering, but still annoying nonetheless. But hell. She was piss drunk; it’s forgivable.

Saturday night, I was out in Silverlake to see a friend (actually more of a casual aquaintance) perform. I compared it to a male incarnation of Kylie Minogue. Spent the night outside on the patio smoking and talking with Marco about everything and nothing (what I’m best at). Did the obligatory Denny’s run at 3am. Not just any Denny’s but the one on Sunset and Gower. I’m convinced that’s the best Denny’s ever. Saw Sean, a boy I had a crush on in SB, talked to him for a minute and kissed. Nice and sweet.

I’m convinced Sunday doesn’t exist so here I am today. Boo! My friend Raf is going to be in town this week, so I’m going to play!!! Woo hoo!