first and super importantly, i didn't smoke all day on purpose and i have only hated the past couple hours.

now, back in time...

i had the whole day off work thursday and was excited to get all of the things done that i have been planning to do for weeks... clean the frog cage, vacuum, wash my sheets, whatever.

i painted and drank beer?

i met up with sx and best friend at riprocks for wings and beer. ((special note: mild is still too spicy for mengtar.)) and i burnt his cute but waay too regular friend with my cigarette, which i find is the best first impression one can make if one plans on being awkward around them until... umm... forever.

and i met someone in the music dept. at denton high. he was asking about my tattoo. i told him that i will probably be at ryan high this year and he seemed most disappointed in me. they just lost their percussion instructor and he took down my name and number. ((fuck yes)) also, his friend had a hawaiian shirt. if i were to make a list of pros and cons of teaching at dhs, the guy in the music department's friend would be in the con list.

yes, it is that big of a deal.

i got to do some back-yard underwear tanning thursday too. in a wonderful 86 degrees, i also had to call home and brag to my mom whom still has snow. HA!

but my butt is red. whatever.

after riprocks, we went to some girl from work's symphonic band concert where i ran into old roommate cx. other than insults and sarcasm, we really didn't have much to say to each other. good thing we had to go find seats so i didn't have to stand around and err and umm around every other topic that lasted two sentences.

i was supposed to go home to shower and change into pants and then meet best friend at lou's, but instead i napped until about midnight. ((fuck!!!)) i woke up and hauled ass to the boiler room to catch an AWESOME band.

the sugar free all stars consist of a very bearded drummer and a singer/keyboardist that looked a lot like dr. green from oldschool ER but with no hair instead of not much hair. they basically rocked the house. they were great musicians and their songs were very silly. they also released a kids album a while back that apparently went #1 on xm.

holy impressed5000!

they also played a kids show in shreveport, louisiana ((for the northern readers, st. cloud, minnesota is to madison, wisconsin as denton, texas is to shreveport, louisiana))yesterday and another one today at the denton library this afternoon. if i didn't have to work, i totally would have been there. they played their hit "bathtub roy" at the show. quality.

in the restaurant business, it is common courtesy for the host to alert the server of any special needs your table may need before you greet it. real life examples may include: "your table is an asshole" or "that old lady's farts may sound like puppies, but they smell like carp!" or today's "hey, you're WHOLE table is deaf".

i didn't get that warning.

i approached a table and talked for a good 20 seconds before they noticed that i was there. i didn't realize they were deaf for about another 20 seconds after that. ((i had been working for 12 hours and i get slow and grumpy when i don't eat)) but we laughed a lot ((well, they laughed at me and i was tired and delerious)) and they left a note saying that it was the first time they had eaten at a restaurant and been treated like real people and that they had a lot of fun. and as a ps, they liked me hair.

basically, i rock at everything... all the time, says the deaf ladies.

the night only gets better...

my manager made hotdogs for everyone! if i never told you before, i LOVE hotdogs.

likes: hotdogs.
dislikes: hawaiian shirts.

also, i'm a horrible non-photographer.

also also, i've said it before, but i'm not a good fucking dancer and i don't need you patronizing me every mother fucking time i want to go watch a band. fucking get over it!

i looked at my frogs just in time to watch snowflake face plant into the wall trying to catch a fly buzzing around the cage. i love those kids.






today at the og, i was the alcohol-sales contest battleship captain of the 10.30 team. we were victorious with the sinking of three ships with only two misses! i won a black tie mousse cake. sweet.




last night best friend and i danced away to the sounds of soul kitchen at the boiler room while homeboy pretended that he didn't know me. dancing will not be photo-documented until homeboy gets his new camera that will ship in 3-5 business days, but i assure you, a quality time was had by all.







after work, manager wx asked if i would be willing to stop by wal-mart to purchase $40 of kale. have you ever seen $40 of kale? apparently og manager wx hadn't either. it's a lot of kale. i cleaned out wal-mart, kroger and albertsen's with $6.27 to spare. filled my entire passenger seat. wx was impressed and the og is forever debted for my services.

mengtar was all kinds of different sorts last night. best friends tend to do that to her.

i met up with best friend at cool beans and the guy who i watched change his shirt in his car who is also is congratulations was playing a keyboard and singing ((complete bballa style)) some kickin shit like ween and gomez, who i have recently taken an extreme liking to.

best friend and i danced our best friend dance and got some non-ballers to dance with us and that was almost just annoying because then they were blocking the view of some of the best friend and mengtar dance fan viewers. whatever.

i ran into jxlx who i hadn't seen in ages and i returned the shot that he bought me forever ago. we also briefly discussed some shizz that may currently or may about to go down.

also, i talked to strangers and they were girls even! look out, fry street, this won't happen again for months at least.

bitches need to call back so i know they're not gashed and raped in gutters. the both of yas!

so my mom was visiting me in texas the last few days. i picked her up at the airport sunday evening and told her we were meeting homeboy for coffee. she seemed almost insulted and insisted we had beer. i didn't argue.



also, we witnessed a legit dance-off. the little guy totally got served.

and now, it's on.



faux-giving was the most baller time i've had in a while. but that may be because i'm still slightly hungover and can't really remember much else... like anything that happened on monday... whatever.

that afternoon we were worried that we wouldn't have enough food. HA! it was definitely in excess. especially desserts. i think by the end of the meal, we were all too drunk for dessert. or maybe i was just too drunk for dessert. also, we had 4 bottles of wine, and no wine glasses.

also, mx and i climbed up into the attic to go critter hunting. no critters. ONE piece of critter poop. but the attic access point is across the house and you can't see what's above my room... disappointing. but fun. also, hot as balls.











but then i totally found another attic above the garage.

i will have you know, that inside the garage attic, was our faux-giving miracle.

gobletish-wine-like glasses, wrapping paper, a twin-sized mattress, checkers board, other glasses, wall paper, plantation drapes, and smelliness.





mx and i were significantly more excited than everyone else about the attic explorations and faux-giving miracle.



also, that picture is the reason mengtar is redieting... after we finish the faux-giving leftovers...



also, sometimes i'm blurry in attics.

then it happened... hey, mengtar, did you know that there are pictures on your computer desktop of you topless with only one nipple ring giving someone a handjob from an awkward angle?

later, i was wrestled to the ground of my bedroom trying to stop everyone from looking at my nakedness. no one looked at my nakedness and it has been removed from my computer... except for a couple where my hair looked really nice or something. here are a couple pg-13 winners.







your welcome.