dear journal...

friday afternoon-
just found out that those crusaders won't let me and sam to the retreat 'cause we're outsider...aka, non-students. sad... crusade and their rules man, that's rough. i had everything planned to the dot, even told my dad that i'll be gone for the weekend. oh well, if i can't go to the retreat, i'll bring the retreat here...

saturday-
11:23am
laying on my bed... alone. just the way i like it. i love sleeping by myself, i think it's the greatest feeling in the whole wide world. if i'd be married, i sleep in seperate beds. my wife will be like, "let's cuddle together...pleeeease?", and i'd be like "get off me fool!", and kick her off the bed. yep. single greatest feeling in the world.

you know what's even better than waking up in the morning by yourself? waking up in the morning by yourself w/ your dad standing next to you. yep. dad walked into the room 45 minutes ago and was surprised to see me sleeping here. i think i shocked him.

11:26am
oww. there's this burning sensation on my right index finger, like a 3rd degree burn or something... hmm. oh yea. ha, that's right. i was picking up burning logs last night. it was cold, and someone have to keep the fire going. so i volunteered. also, i'm sensing this strong urge to poop. usually, after a good night of drinking i always have the urge to poop, and it usually comes out foul and funky... it's inevitable.

11:30am
don't really feel like pooping yet, the seats probably too cold. instead, i rather watch some football!!! UCLA's playing the fighting irish. nice.

12:45pm
went out to arby's w/ dad for lunch. almost wanted to puke after 2 bites into the roast beef. but i sucked it up and finished it like a man... personally, arby was not the best choice at the time. i wanted to poop before lunch but didn't had the chance or the courage... there were no bathroom's at arby... i hate it when i have to plug. ow, my finger hurts.

1:30pm
got back home, UCLA's up by 4pts in the fourth. after lunch we went to auto zone to buy some parts for my dirty car. For the past 3 months we had trouble opening the passenger doors because i accidently broke off the lock handle... it took EXTRA effort to open doors. was quite annoying i might add. i thought about selling the car because of it...

1:33pm
finished installing the broken car lock. it took all together maybe 3 mintues... damn. i thought to myself 1) why i didn't do this 2 months ago. 2) great. now you have no excuse to buy a new car... damn door locks.

3pm
OMG!! that game was crazy! UCLA's up by 4pt w/ 3 mintues left and the possession of the ball. it seemed like a big upset was well under way and the party's about to begin in cali. then the irish got the ball back after they punted it with 1:06 left on the clock and no timeouts, at their own 20. And get this... brady quinn and the lucky irish took it all the way down the field in 36 seconds and won it!! it took 4 plays, no huddle, great, just great, clock managment. what a heartbreak, ouch. not for me tho, it was crazy... good game. that brady quinn, damn.

3:24pm
thank heavens, finally pooped... i feel so much better. flushed twice.

4pm
showered.... hair still smells like smoke from the last night tho. the finger burn hurts more when wet. and it smells like campfire everytime i picked my nose... i think i picked it about 5 times in the last hour, and well on pace to hit the centry mark by dinner. i take pride in my clean nositrals. the nails are another topic.

4:15pm
i think i'm getting black lungs... hair's still smoky after shower. oh well, no time to shower again 'cause Jeremiah's coming over and we're going to the saturaday market!!!! YIIIIIIPIY! i haven't been there in 5 years i think.

4:55pm
it took us forever to get there... jeremiah drove.

5:45pm
what a nice day! the sun, the warmth, and the fresh air. Mmm. good stuff. i saw vera! whom i have not seen in 4 years.... and brought myself a ring. ya-ya. it's cool. i like it. and it's 5 bucks. yea. and also a duck bracelet, you know, to accessoraize.

6:40pm
had dinner at lloyd center... i ordered a large drink at micky d's just for the monopoly pieces... but they didn't give me any. i was pissed. now i'm waiting outside to be picked up by connie and friend ruth, we're going to sarah moon's concert!! and it's cold outside!!!

7:06pm
man, the drive was rough. we almost died... the place was literally maybe 10 blocks away from lloyd center, and if it had been 20 blocks, i don't think we would have made it. this is the first time since a loong time that i didn't drove. i miss driving... gave connie my coke, they cheat me out of monopoly pieces.... sad.

9pm
the concert was good. yea. good stuff. finger stopped hurting. i'm healed! good job sarah.

9:30pm
got dropped off at the max station at rose garden, just in time to catch the yellow line into downtown. sweetness.

9:34pm
got off at the chinatown stop. destination: 23rd and burnside. better start walking... good thing it was nice outside. i enjoyed it quite a bit. good concert. band really helped.

9:45pm
chinatown's scary at night by yourself. good thing i'm wearing my badass trailblazer hat.

9:55pm
23rd's farrrrrrr. i swear there's like 5 streets between 21st and 23rd, cause it took forever. i started at 2nd street.

10:15pm
finally here... i feel kinda sweaty. me co-workers are not here yet, nor is me friends... time to time some pictures and let the night begin!

11:30pm
amy said that she never seen me drunk before... and i said "really? guess i'll have to show you."

1:45am
i showed her. now she knows, and knowing, is half the battle.

3:00am
got a ride home from hai :) yippy. guess it all worked out.

3:25am
dad woke up and came in to check on me... the joy of living w/parents.
gotta be up by 9 for work.... hmm... damn crusade.