o.j. and pepto

wow wow wow… lot’s of things today. i did a lot of sleep­ing first of all. after writ­ing that pre­vi­ous blog, i took that SavOn nyquil-like cold med­i­cine and went to bed. i slept very com­fort­able and did­n’t even think about get­ting up to pee or emp­ty out my sinus­es. so say­ing this, i woke up nat­u­ral­ly to the sun­rise and the hot air outside—actually it was to the freakin’ hel­la loud music of Nel­ly — Hot In Here on mtv (damn jevon’s work out reg­i­ment). any­ways, i rolled of my bed and looked at the clock on my aiwa stereo and it was right there, on big green lcd lights…4:00 PMSHIIEEET! that was about ten hours of freakin’ doing a lot of things :\

mean­while, some­one (cough*lil*cough) AIMs me right when i got on my comp. freakin’ scared the hell out of me because i for­got my stereo was on full blast. the first thing she says is, “ready to eat!!”…followed by a sin­is­ter “hehe.” i was like who? wha? stalk­er? (j/k) then, i real­ized it was her talk­ing bout beni’s lat­er on the after­noon. man, that would be the life though… think of it ladies and gents… wak­ing up, and the very first thing you hear is, “ready to eat?” imag­ine how your life would be get­tin’ up in the morn­ing (or after­noon like me) and see­ing that food was pre­pared for you already—wow!

any­ways, jevon and i went to beni’s dressed for­mal­ly (cause we got­ta be sigep-n-so-clean…recognize!). when we arrived there, them foos where drunk already. well, at least my friend chris…he’s light­weight like i am—so props to that guy for spend­ing $2 on a saki bomb and being set for the day. the sushi hand rolls were awe­some. jevon and i ordered 2 shrimp tem­puras, 2 unagis, and a salmon; 3 for him and 2 for me, plus miso soup (sooor­rry for get­ting the wrong soup for a cold…as to my under­stand­ing from lil haha). any­ways, i asked jevon if he want­ed a saki bomb, on me… he replied w/ a neg­a­ti­vo and that he’s try­ing to watch his self because he has to go to hawaii in two weeks look­ing buff-n-stuff. i said, “man, you her­cules!” okay…so the last two sen­tences were made up in my head just right now; but he is going to hawaii. after all the saki bomb that lil and her friends had, lil­ly was the win­ner being the most drunk and wins a DD for the night.

what else… i picked up, bor­rowed, a video card from my friend per­di­do (last name) so i can play some games with bet­ter visuals—sorry folks, geek talk com­ing. yup, it was a geforce2 mx400 32mb. in eng­lish, it’s like vics vapor rub when you have a cold—it just makes it a lit­tle bet­ter for a tem­po­rary amount of time. speak­ing of cold, i’m get­tin’ bet­ter. my breath­ing is more at ease due to the cold-eeze and the SavOn nyquil-like cold med­i­cine that i have been tak­ing. so hope­ful­ly i’m at full bars come the week­end for ed’s grad par­ty and stuff down in SD.

My godson, Xavier.

on the flip side, i talked to fari­da on AIM. she’s back in freemont w/ my god­son Xavier from the PI. that was cool hear­ing they got back from a safe flight and stuff. a lit­tle bad news though… it rained when they were there so they did­n’t get to par­ty too much. ’cause you know, my two and a half year old god­son likes to par­ty with them freaks at the “dis­cos” over there, and hook up 🙂 i called them “dis­cos” because peo­ple over there call the strip clubs—“clubs”. that’s a lit­tle cul­ture knowl­edge for ya today. speak­ing of X, i heard he got three mos­qui­to bites 🙁 i just got­ta say, he pro­l­ly taste just like his godfather—“sweet like hon­ey” haha…no?! 🙂

but yah, that’s pret­ty much…WAIT! there was some more hap­pen­ings for tonight. john­john and i went to taco bell and mikiD’s across the street. cruisin’ at the park­ing lot, we saw these girls hav­ing fun for some rea­son. as we got closer…we start­ed crackin’ up. these were freakin’ OC tee­nie-bop­pers danc­ing to the music play­ing from one of their friends’ ford truck. it was hillar­i­ous, we coul­da sworn they were there because its: 1) OC, 2) there’s noth­ing to do in irvine at 10pm, and 3) they were under­age and their guy friends stood them up to go to the spec­trum (because they were pro­l­ly busy skat­ing at uci cam­pus or play­ing games at local inter­net cafes). so that was a “you have to be there” fun­ny event of the night.

…and yah, that’s pret­ty much about it; and the fact that this orange juice tastes like pep­to bis­mol after i brushed my teeth—yuk! i nev­er learn. till then my friends. nC.

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