also, after watching DEATH RACE at the movie tavern ((tropic thunder was sold out, but totally worth it for the whole action-so-ridiculous-it's-comical thing. and seeing a naked jason stathom wasn't so bad either.)) i made my way to visit with wx over more beers. wx is a football guy, but was in drumline his first year of highschool.

but here's the exciting part...

wx said:

yeah, our instructor was really nice, but he was a fucking perfectionist. we could play the greatest rep and he would still find something wrong with it. pipitone.

mengtar said:

what?? pipitone?!

wx said:

yeah?



mengtar said:

jj pipitone? THE jj pipitone?!?

wx said:

you know him?



((i called buctrose immediately))

mengtar's day off work equaled a day of productivity... as far as her standards go...

i got a hair cut! and i didn't do it myself! i paid a visit to vx at soho salon and told her to do whatever she wanted as long as it's short. we gossiped and giggled about everything denton. i can probably count the girls in denton that are cool enough for me to associate with on one hand... though i can currently only think of three, i'll leave the other two as a buffer for people i'm forgetting about... ((cx, sx, vx... yep... that's it))

semi-bearded guy at jupiter made me a soy mocha with real chocolate instead of the chocolate syrup. not super chocolatey, but damn good. thanks, semi-bearded guy! and the long-haired guy that is always super-appreciative when you leave a tip is here too. what a good day for jupiter house!

semi-bearded guy is always trying to ask me to try different things. last time i wanted him to make me a mocha shake with peanut butter ((and was feeling worlds of not-daring-enough)) he asked if i had ever tried "the scientist".

a lesson i learned long ago... never pay for a coffeehouse beverage with the words "vegan, grass, or scientist". maybe next week. apparently there is coconut in it. last time i had coconut in my mocha, i was also not happy about it.

oh yeah, the better half of j and l too.

homeboy has been having an overly stressful and unhappy week with exams and lab reports and the like. his birthday is in 8 days. i would like to do something nice but i already blew all my creativity at christmas. anyone? homeboy? bueller? whatever.

i got my oil changed ((because i think the last time i did it myself was a complete failure since the oil light came on a week later and it was empty... oops)) and i definitely won the best hair award of the kwik kar on university and bonnie brae. i think they said my award will be shipped within 5-10 business days. thanks, vx.

march, 28th: rocky horror at the movie tavern. someone remind me when the time gets closer.

also, mengtar may be making a boiler room cameo tonight. some metal show.

also, while i was getting my hair cut, vx and i were gossiping about dx and five minutes later he appeared! it was awkward because i think he's starting to figure out that i don't like him... and vx doesn't like him anymore, but now she is stuck giving him a complete bleach job tonight. maybe she'll get lucky and he'll ask for a legit haircut so we won't have to look at his curly mop-head anymore.

i'm live-blogging from jupiter house and this guy i had sex with a couple times walked in and sat at a table facing directly towards me no more then 15 feet away. he's going to look up eventually and want to talk and it's going to be extremely uncomfortable. maybe i'll get lucky and someone i absolutely hate but didn't sleep with come in and chat me up. hoping for bff...

le sigh...

apparently i have a problem or a conscience or morals or something now. i was supposed to fuck walker on friday. couldn't. i was in a funk. then last night travis came over ((which was awesome)) and that is the story i will tell now:

the metal band we were supposed to see went on at ur mom's at 9p. the olive garden closes at 11p. however, i got the lucky last table at 10.55p. fuckers. so i didn't leave until almost midnight. i met travis at dan silver leaf. apparently that band was lame, so we walked to hooligans. good times.

drank lots of whiskey. chatted it up with travis.

went home ((with travis)) and we watched the original teenage mutant ninja turtles movie on vhs. ((i bet drunks quoting movies all drunklor gets pretty obnoxiouslor when you're sober))

but for some reason, i couldn't fuck him either. so we just had to fall asleep on my futon. which makes me feel bad because the last time i saw him i had just been complaining about how boys don't put out anymore. and then i get two cool guys dropped on me two nights in a row and for some reason i back down. weird. maybe i need to be more drunk and less tired or something. whatever.

what's with me today?

what's with today, today?

ran into walker at the bar. it was cool. apparently we're hanging out friday or saturday. which means mengtar will get laid this week. hopefully by the other guy. that would be better.

not that walker was bad. he was great, actually.

but the other dude is super cool. and i like hanging out with him. walker and i don't hang out. we just fuck. which is fine. it isn't awkward... unless we're at a bar with my friends and they all know that we both fuck and that's about it... like tonight...

then kyle and mike went home so mike could maybe get laid and michael ann and i went to lous to meet up with this other kyle kid that she knows. he was cool. he asked me what my heritage was because apparently i have a weird face. whatever. irish/polish mother fuckers.

alcoholics at birth, we are.

but hanging out with the other dude is more fun. maybe it's the thrill of the chase? no. because i'm getting sick of working for it and i would rather just fuck him and keep hanging out.

whatever.

bed.

so i went on a date with this dude from work. i thought it would blow, but he ended up being a lot cooler than he usually is at work. turns out we have a lot in common. he likes baseball and loves the mars volta and is mildly entertained with video games. we shared stories. i got a kiss on the cheek. the end.

chilled with the homies afterwards at jupiter house. still drunk. saw a dude i know there again. he took down my number.

mike and travis drove me home.

dude called. i went over. had some pretty awesome sex. twice. i slept for an hour and a half and then had to go to work. gross.

transformers is out. and i'm too tired. i=lame.