salmon taco for dinner
i waited for him after work. 1+ hour because there was a meeting with management and the board about the big dinner hoopla. edren was there too. apparently, the board likes ed. meh. i got a plate of yummy food, but too bad i ate my taco from home and wasn't in the mood for chicken teriyaki. i passed the time watching haluan & cloud 9 videos on youtube. joy called me. we chatted, but i feel bad 'cause i had to leave in the middle of the convo 'cause meeting let out.
we went home first to eat his mom's spaghetti. showered and washed up. changed clothes and go. "here's the plan," said boss man. "we go to edren's house. we drink. that's the plan. be there." sure. 170 > 134 > 210 on the left aka east. pasadena. got to edren's after getting girly drinks (which were quite tasty, if you ask me. mango mojito bacardis?! yum). ernie got there with the jack. eww. rolled with david to a little place called La Cita. it was packed. italian restaurant looking place. everyone looked like they listened to rilo kiley and/or walked out of an american apparel store. or urban outfitters. i wanted to punch people. good indie/techno/pop music. got my groove on, mostly from my seat. the boylet doesn't dance. oh he did, twice. it's all about compromise.
back to his place. crashed hard, 'cause it was a long day. woke up early 'cause he didn't tell me he had work in the morning =( now i'm hella sleepy.
chatted with lajoi online tonite. we're hella parallel right now. maybe it's 'cause we have the same bday?
OH! bought pcc tickets yesterday. that's exciting. fool likes my cd... 'cept the songs that are very "me". we're dumb and cute now. it's gross. gag.
we went home first to eat his mom's spaghetti. showered and washed up. changed clothes and go. "here's the plan," said boss man. "we go to edren's house. we drink. that's the plan. be there." sure. 170 > 134 > 210 on the left aka east. pasadena. got to edren's after getting girly drinks (which were quite tasty, if you ask me. mango mojito bacardis?! yum). ernie got there with the jack. eww. rolled with david to a little place called La Cita. it was packed. italian restaurant looking place. everyone looked like they listened to rilo kiley and/or walked out of an american apparel store. or urban outfitters. i wanted to punch people. good indie/techno/pop music. got my groove on, mostly from my seat. the boylet doesn't dance. oh he did, twice. it's all about compromise.
back to his place. crashed hard, 'cause it was a long day. woke up early 'cause he didn't tell me he had work in the morning =( now i'm hella sleepy.
chatted with lajoi online tonite. we're hella parallel right now. maybe it's 'cause we have the same bday?
OH! bought pcc tickets yesterday. that's exciting. fool likes my cd... 'cept the songs that are very "me". we're dumb and cute now. it's gross. gag.