Stuff Happens

[15 Aug 2006 | Tuesday] 

What can I say? It's been a helluva long time since my last post.... and a lot has happened. So, theoretically, there should be a dozen and two things all trying to rattle off my tounge at the same time. Yet, for some reason I seem to be at a loss. I guess we should start with the basics. Sharifah's birthday has come and gone. We went to Sam Woo's, an art show, Das Bunker, dimsum, Zuma beach, and partied hard at Rod's house for a finale. Let's just say I had a fucking ball! Anjie's Big Debut - Damn, I'm seriously proud of her. It was a small place, but she's out there you know? That's so huge. That and I loved her blue piece. I can't wait to have it hanging in my home and be able to tell the story of how I knew "artist" during her younger years. Das Bunker - Shit, haven't been dancing at an industrial club in ages. My boots weighed a fucking lot. The legs felt like jelly after that first bit of dancing. Zuma - What can I say? I love that fucking place. I've been there like 4 or 5 times in the past 3 weeks, and I'm going there again on thursday and friday. Might as well put up a tent and stay the night. Journey - I'm addicted to Ask the Lonely. It's my favorite song of the month. Rod's House Party - Dude, I was sober... at least for the most part. I'm really getting the impression that this has to be one of the weakest blog's I've posted in a dog's age. Maybe my voice just isn't there. Maybe it's karma getting back at me for not working out right now like I should be doing. Maybe I'm just listening to Journey a little too loud. Who the fuck knows and more importantly, who the fuck cares? I feel wrapped up in a number of things as of late. The situation with Heather seems to get a bit more complicated as time goes on and I'm just trying to handle it in the best way possible. I know life never really goes that way, but I can hope damnnit. Had a blow hit me this past weekend. It's nothing major. There was just this girl that I sort of had a small thing for, and I found out that she... I mean it was nothing big. It wasn't even like I'd... I don't know, I just ended up texting one of my closest friends about the incident and what it made me realize. It ended up more funny than anything else by the end of our conversation. Still, you know..... On a final note, Chris' party was last night and I had an amazing time. It was just a bunch of co-workers and I all bullshitting about work and girls and shit. It was fucking awesome. Hope you feel better, dude.