XL update
daaaamn. what a week
tuesday: pascal, sarah k and i went to the oakland coliseum parking lot bright and early for a terrorist attack practice routine for the police, firefighters, emts, fbi, etc. there was a fake explosion and us (along with maybe 150 others) had to pretend to be injured. i just had a hand laceration, but i was dazed and "crying." haha. apparently it was the VX Virus, which, if released in real life, would have killed us all. so watch out for that one
FUCKING SHIT THE 49ERS JUST LOST. worst 2 point attempt ever i hate you ken dorsey /rant.
wednesday: i embarked on my roadtrip to irvine for the cunninlynguists/one.be.lo/packfm concert. drove down to slo and picked matt and chris up, then finished the drive. we made it there about 15 minutes before one.be.lo came on stage. grace hooked us the fuck up though because irvine's hip hop congress (to which she was a member) gave her wristbands to get on stage which she forwarded to us. so we were right behind him as he performed. after him was packfm, who was pretty sick. he was energetic as hell, and did a sick ass freestyle. THEN were the headliners, cunninlynguists. they performed some new shit and old shit, and basically just rocked the fuck out. after the show we got a chance to talk to kno and deacon (and a little bit with natti and packfm) and they are all some chill ass guys. i bought a cd and got it signed by them and we got one for jeff and got it signed as well. :D after the concert we went to orange and stayed at amanda's place. thaaaaanks amanda. the night was spangled with crossword doings, because we are intellectualy like that. namsayn
thursday: slid down the stair rail bannister thing a few times into a couch. it was the steepest staircase sliding ive ever done it was super. then we ate some lunch which was gooood. then. THEN... we were gonna drive to some place in la (id have remembered where if i cared where we were going, but i was in too much of a 'take me where the wind blows' mood). so we asked a few people for directions, and... long story less long, we ended up as lost as you can be, and ended up just going to santa barbara... which im sure u know ISNT la. oh, and it took us about 6 hours to get there (... when it shouldnt ever take more than 2). once in santa barbara, we chilled at elise's house for a while, then chris and i went to jessica's house and crashed. i took a sleeping pill and i was out.
friday: friday was just the drive home. i didnt get enough sleep because of the sleeping pill, so i felt sick and tired the whole way home, and barely made it. i thought i wouldnt have to work until 9 (in san francisco) that night, so i was pretty content with being home at 4. HOWEVER, as soon as i got into my driveway, after a loooong drive and a looooonger few days, work called and asked if i could come in 3 hours early to help set up. being the model citizen/employee i am i obliged, and got ready as quickly as i could, and went and got gas. keep in mind i spent just about all my money in socal, be it on gas, food, cds, etc. so i had about 40 dollars in my account. i got a full tank of gas which was 35 (which left roughly 5 dolalrs in my checking account), and i had no cash on me (except for my lucky (NOTE THE LUCKY) 2 dollar bill, and some change). well i realized halfway to san francisco that i was gonna have to pay for the bay bridge. i had to scrounge together 10 dimes, and of course, my lucky 2 dollar bill. from the backup from the toll plaza to the end of the bay bridge was over an hour. the luck was dwindling. i had to park in a public structure near the hotel at which i was working, and then i was there. the deal went pretty well. it was my first night dealing texas hold em, and i didn't really make any mistakes (though im pretty sure i fucked up a side pot. but nobody noticed). afterwards, i collected my check and whatnot, and as i was walking back to my car, i remmeber the little fact that I HAD NO FUCKING MONEY. i didnt remember how much the parking structure was, because at the time i was worried about being late. WHERES MY TWO DOLLAR BILL!?!? i tried to go to an atm and withdraw, but it wouldnt let me. i was basically panicing at this point, becuase i thought i was gonna be stuck in sf with no money and no car. ...either way i'll jump to the anticlimactic ending. i went to the parking place to retrieve my car and used my bankcard and the transaction went through and i went home. :) there must have been residue from the 2 dollar bill.
now that you've all been patient little readers, here are some pictures:
one.be.lo rockin the crowd.
kno and natti on stage
matt and i with the best producer in the game.
kbye