get busy living or get busy dying.

This has been such a wonderful week, and I really don't want it to end. A lot of 'firsts' occurred this week for me: first lap dance, first trip to costco, first home dinner with friends, first time I've eaten at ikea without getting my crayfish pasta and/or sitting in the bum-corner booth [sadness ensued], first visit to long beach town centre, and first trip to the beach without boarding... but I did make s'mores for the first time with a bonfire that was not ours =x muahahahha. yeah yeah we like living on the edge. You are jealous, indeed.

Last night was a good night. I ate out with the parentals at Todai [yet again], but it's fun joking with them fogies. God, I love old people so much. I really hope I'm going to live to be old, and if I do, that I'll be one cool fogie. Anyway, I spent the latter of the night in the company of good gents Bob, Vasquez, Hector, and Fondle. I actually liked Charlie & The Chocolate Factory. It was rather entertaining...

I find that I sleep better when wrapped up like an eggroll at an odd slant with the lights on, or anytime during a long drive in the backseat of a car. Hmm... What does this all mean?

I've missed my friends, but I'm glad to be in their presence once again.
"...We both said that Haue was gonna walk out of El Torito with a Coke and a Burrito.."
"OK...But why a coconut burrito?"
Mishearing things is so darn wonderful... Cute guys at the In&Out on Harbor Blvd. are so darn wonderful as well. Swooooon! I need to beach that ish more often because for some reason, life goes so much slower when I'm there. You should beach it with me, stranger.

I quote too many songs and movies throughout my day. I do it a 'gangload.'