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Saturday night, some friends and I went to a Taste in downtown San Jose. Pictures under the cut. It was pretty fun. There are 3 rooms with different music in each. They played Kayne's new song! I was so excited. Marisela pimped me out. She gave some guy my phone number that I had danced with. I had way too many shots of Tequila by this point. The guy asked if he could come home with me and I told him no but even if I wanted to I already had a guy there (Tim spent the night at my place but didn't come out with us). I don't really remember what this guy looked like but I remember him being really strong. I'm lucky I don't get hungover (I didn't eat all day Saturday or drink water) but I'm afraid it will catch up with me soon.
These aren't great pics of me.
Sunday, Sara, Kris, Tim, and I drove up to Angel Island. We took the Tiburon ferry. It was a great hike. It's almost 800 feet to the top and you can see across the bay to both the Golden Gate and Bay bridges and we were at and above fog level. The fog was pretty low. It was sunny and warm, but not hot. It's fun hanging out the four of us. We all get along well.
Saturday night before the club, I went to dinner with Tim. I wasn't planning on eating that day (and didn't) but he insisted on going to University Chicken Sports Pub over by the San Jose State Campus and trying their 911 Challenge. It's a chain pub, I think and they only have them near universities. The challenge is that you have to eat 12 of their atomic thermonuclear wings in 10 minutes and then lick all the sauce off your fingers and sit there for 5 additional minutes. You can't drink anything or wipe any of the sauce off. It wasn't even a sauce on the wings. It's like a thickish paste of habanero sauce. He brought his camera and I shot a video of it so he could post it on youtube. Such a guy thing to do. He did it, though. I can't exactly say I was proud of him, but it is one of those amusing things guys feel they need to do in life to prove themselves.
These aren't great pics of me.
Sunday, Sara, Kris, Tim, and I drove up to Angel Island. We took the Tiburon ferry. It was a great hike. It's almost 800 feet to the top and you can see across the bay to both the Golden Gate and Bay bridges and we were at and above fog level. The fog was pretty low. It was sunny and warm, but not hot. It's fun hanging out the four of us. We all get along well.
Saturday night before the club, I went to dinner with Tim. I wasn't planning on eating that day (and didn't) but he insisted on going to University Chicken Sports Pub over by the San Jose State Campus and trying their 911 Challenge. It's a chain pub, I think and they only have them near universities. The challenge is that you have to eat 12 of their atomic thermonuclear wings in 10 minutes and then lick all the sauce off your fingers and sit there for 5 additional minutes. You can't drink anything or wipe any of the sauce off. It wasn't even a sauce on the wings. It's like a thickish paste of habanero sauce. He brought his camera and I shot a video of it so he could post it on youtube. Such a guy thing to do. He did it, though. I can't exactly say I was proud of him, but it is one of those amusing things guys feel they need to do in life to prove themselves.