The DerfJam Chronicles

That house that me and my bro were gonna put an offer down for is now officially off the market. Not by us. Someone offered 30 G's more than the asking price. We wouldn't have offered that much.

But on a lighter note, I did attend the Air Sex World Championships last night. I was expecting people to have crazy routines but it seemed llike they just went up there and free-styled. Either that or they got super nervous and forgot what they were supposed to do, which is what one contestant said on the post performance interview. And this person probably had the best routine, IMO. I'm writing a review/blog on it, which will be up tonight...

So last night I wanted to go check out Transformers. I invited this cute girl from work. She was playing games with me. I asked her on Monday and she said maybe. I followed up the next day and still a maybe. And then yesterday at lunch, I just said "I'll pick you up at 8." And then she said "Oh, I have to go to Barnes & Nobles to study..." WTF?!?!?!?! I know she did it on purpose. If she knew she was gonna go somewhere or had something to do, why couldn't she have just told me no? Whatever. So I was scrambling to get a group together to go see it. It was supposed to me be, her, her roommate and my other buddy. So now it was just me and my buddy. A man date. Hahahahaha. I didn't really want that. So I started hittin' up friends in the area to see if they wanted to roll. Out of the 10 peeps I hit up, only 1 came along. So it was just us 3.

But guess what? Transformers was sold out! We bought 2 tix after work at 4pm for the 850 showing. But I didn't find out my lady friend was gonna roll until 6pm. I was down in Chula Vista looking at houses at the time so I couldn't go to Mira Mesa and buy another ticket. And by the time I got back up there....the 850 showing was sold out. So I bought the 950 showing with a plan in mind. We had two 850 tix and one 950. The plan was for 2 people to go in and grab some seats. One of those 2 comes back out to grab the person with the 950 ticket and bring them in using the same 850 tickets we had. But there was just waaaaaaay too many damn people for that plan to work. So we just got a refund and went to Islands to drink. Great idea. Hahahahahaha. Beer + Embarassing Stories = Good Times.

Oh yeah, back to the house. I think me and my bro are gonna put in an offer for this place. It's pretty nice. It needs a bit of fixing up to do but the price and area seems good. We'll see.....

Today after work.....me and my bro are gonna visit this house we've been eye f*cking. It's over off Telegraph Canyon Rd. It's got 4 bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms, 2,137 sq ft, 2 car garage and a pool. I'm hoping we get this one. We'll see.....

My sleeping schedule is officially jacked. Last night I went to bed at 7pm and woke up around 3am. The night before I went to bed at 4am and woke up 645. The day before that I took a 6 hr nap in the middle of the day. All this cuz I went out Friday night and was chillin' in the cold night in someone's backyard til 2am. Yeah, that's when I started feeling sick.

This weekend I ran into the high school bully. He used to throw me into the lockers and just toss me around. I wasn't really afraid of him or anything. I just never fought back. I'm not a fighter. I'm the dude who will turn the other cheek. But yeah, I was at my homeboy's party and some guy comes up to like he knows me. I didn't even recognize him. And then when he mentioned his name, every memory of him came back to me. Hahahahahaha. But he's actually nice now. He apologized for all the crap he did. He told me his life story after high school and how he got into gangs and hard drugs and being locked up. Sometimes people need to experience the bad in order to see the good. He's now an Alaskan fisherman and making good money for himself. I'm glad to see he straightened himself out and is now taking care of his girl and her family.

There's this girl at work and she's kinda cute. She's not really my flavor but she's a girl so I'm on it like flies on shiite. I invited her out to the movies tomorrow night. I had to scheme in order for her to go. I recently found out some things about her and then I used that information to get her to go. This is info she doesn't know that I know. My accomplice has the inside scoop and he's feeding me the alley oop and all I gotta do is throw it down. So far the plan is working. We'll see how tomorrow goes.....

There's always a plan. Nothing ever happens by chance. I just make it look that way.

I just remembered that today marks my 3 yr anniversary for working here. That was a fast 3 years. I remember saying to myself that I would stay 6 months and this was just my stepping stone to get another job. Hahahahahaha. Some things grow on you. But seriously, it's the people here and the environment that makes me wanna stay. I'd rather have a shitty job but work with a bunch of cool people than have my dream job and work with a bunch of dinosaurs and uptight people. Real Talk.

Last night, me and my cousins played b-ball for the first time since the Playoffs started. Its only been 2 months and I was huffin' and puffin' and my back was aching. It's a good thing it's summer and we can play all the damn time now.

My 15 yr old cousin is gettin' pretty damn good now. He has a good shot and he's quick. The only thing he needs to work on is his defense and then he'll be on the Varsity team for his high school. Oh yeah, and he can't drive left. Hahahaha. My 19 yr old cousin is probably the worst athlete I've EVER seen in my life. Hahahahahaha. I love him and all so I'll call him out. I told he needs to work on his shot and I tried to show him. He has the stiffest wrist after shooting the ball. His ball has absolutely no rotation on it. He's also very slow. I'm around 250 lbs and he's probably 140 and I'm faster than him. That shouldnt be the case. He's also 3 or 4 inches taller than me and I can jump higher than him. Hahahahahahaha. My 24 yr old cousin is also a pretty bad athlete but he has heart. That makes up for his lack of athleticism. I see him trying and I know he wants it. Sometimes heart is better than skill.

Last weekend I ran into a friend from high school. We went to college together but my lasting impression on her was from high school. She used to be all goth. She was still pretty even though she wore dark clothes and dark lipstick and combat boots and all. And in college, she somehow transformed into a regular girl. And this weekend when I saw her, she was looking more beautiful than ever. I think I would have dated her even in her goth stage. She was that pretty where the goth look didn't affect her beauty. But yeah, I got her number and imma make sure to put it to some use.

I also ran into my favorite engineer this past Friday. I haven't seen her in a long ass while. It was soooooo good to randomly run into her. I know we were on a good one because I remember just holding onto her hips the WHOLE time we were talking. Hahahahahaha. Sorry about that. I'm only aware of this because some guy kept glancing at me and then I figured he was with her and I was getting too close for comfort but I didn't care. I wasn't trying to put on any moves.

But I did put some moves on some random drunk girl at the bar we were at. Hahahahaha. I remember she got all wild when she read my shirt. It said "Peck Peck: No Muff Too Tough" And then she said that I was gross for being a rug muncher and that you wouldn't any carpet on her. I said I didn't believe her and she'd have to prove it to me. "Show me! I don't believe you!" And then we went off to the corner of the bar. And on the way there, we ran into her friends so we forget what the hell was going on. I mentioned that we should take pictures and she grabbed my camera and handed it to the closest person to us. She faced me and puckered up for the picture. So I pressed my lips against hers and she didn't back off so I kept on going. I don't like kissing random girls cuz I don't know where their lips have been. What if 20 minutes before I kissed them, they were in the back room sucking some dude off? You wanna know why I think that? Cuz at my last job I got sucked off by some chick and then 20 minutes later I saw her with some other dude. And I was laughing my ass off cuz he was tasting my children. Muahahahahaha.

OMG! This morning I was driving to work and then I needed to take a mad dump. I wanted to drive faster but it was no use cuz there traffic. DAMN! The hair on my arms started to stand up and I clinched my cheeks super tight. Normally I don't mind the morning traffic but I couldn't stand it this morning. My left leg was shaking uncontrollably and I was starting to sweat. I tried to keep as still as possible but that didn't really help. The more relaxed I got, the more it would feel like it was gonna come out and explode. So on the whole drive, the entire 45 mins, I was pretty tense. Yeah, the WHOLE drive. I shoulda took a dump before I left but I was in a hurry since I woke up a little later than usual.

When I got to work, the spot where I normally park was taken. So I parked a little farther and the spots were tiny for my big ass truck. I just ended up taking 2 spots since I couldn't park it properly. And then I tried to run but that made the feeling worse so I power walked to my desk to clock in and headed straight for the bathroom. And on my way there, people were saying "What's up?" to me and I just said "Yo" and kept on walking. My teeth were grinding and my eyes were watery. And the closer I got to the bathroom, the harder it became to hold it in. I actually had to slow down walking when I was about 10 yards away from the bathroom door because it almost felt like it was gonna explode already. I had to regain my composure. I don't want to have to drive all the way home to get some new pants.

So I made it to the bathroom and unleashed the fury on that poor toilet. It was like the sounds of heaven with every splatter. The angels were singing and it was a glorious celebration. Since everything was concentrated to one area already, I finished my deed pretty quick. It probably took less than 2 minutes and I was already cleaning up. And as I got up to flush, I took a quick peek at my masterpiece and saw a magnificent mountain. There were no logs in this forest. Just one big mountain pile of doo doo. I almost shed a tear from seeing what nature had created before my eyes. I had a hand, or ass, in this doing and I didn't want to see it go away. I wanted to share my wonderful creation to the whole world.

Too bad the toilet I used was an automatic flusher and all my hopes and dreams went down the drain. Another day, another dollar, and another 8 hours to try to recreate a mountain worthy for the heavens to see....

...Mr. Cocky now sits in my cubicle. I hope that I can control my foot from accidentally kicking him in the face. I have an uncontrollable roundhouse.

The other day I was watching Bizarre Foods and homeboy was gonna eat a "Cabrito" burger. Some dude at work has been calling me "Cabrito" for the past year or so. He never told me what it meant. I knew it wasn't anything bad or he wouldn't be calling me that out loud at work. But as I was watching Bizarre Foods, they showed a "Cabrito". It's a goat. Hahahahaha. I had a long ass goatee and now I understand why he was calling me "Cabrito". So now that I found out, I started calling him "Chupacabra". That means goat sucker. Hahahahaha. This guy is always touching me so I joke around that he's playing for the other team and he wants to dome me up. Remember when that Senator was caught in the public bathroom tapping his foot under the stall to invite another dude in with him? Well, "Chupacabra" did the foot tap to me when I was using the urinal and he was in the stall next to me. It freaked me out until he started laughing. Hahahahahaha.

So last night at bowling league, I'm chillin' there mindin' my own business and grubbin' on some munchies before league starts and my teammate, the girl who's 18, says something to me. It caught me off guard. I'm not gonna mention what she said but it had to do with my job and what I do there. I TRY to keep business and pleasure separate so when someone outside of my job starts mentioning job stuff, it gets a little stalker like for me. Hahahahaha. It took me about 5 seconds to remember that her Aunt works with me. And I guess now they talk about me all the time. They share stories. Of me. FML.

So after league was done and I was taking off, the 18 yr old's Mom invited me to their place this Saturday. The 18 yr old invited me last week but I didn't think anything of it. Now that her Mom invited me, I'm thinking that I should go. Plus her Aunt will probably be there too and she'll want to talk work stuff with me. Hahahahaha. I guess you know where I'll be this Saturday.

I gotta get back on track with my diet. And my running. I've been lazy. Super lazy. Every day when I get home, I just wanna watch NBA Playoffs. Seriously though, this has been the best playoffs I've seen in a long while. I used to be all religious with basketball. Then I started getting religious with football. Now I'm starting to get back into basketball. After the NBA Finals, me and my cousins are gonna get back into playing basketball again. We used to play 3 nights a week. And my other cousin will be home for the summer so we can get more people in on the fun. I can't wait. I love summer!!!!

I tried stretching my ears to a 4g the other night and it hurt. So I went back down to a 6g. Not good. Patience. I need to learn to have patience. It usually takes a month or two to move to the next gauge but I've been doing it every 2-3 weeks. Hopefully my ears don't deform in the process.

I thought I'd get to relax for a bit when I heard I'd have a 3 day weekend. Is that what I got? Nope. 3 days off of work = 3 days of housework. I really can't wait to get my own place. You have no idea. I've never experienced freedom. People laugh in my face when I say I have to do "something". Something a 16 yr old would have to do, not a 26 yr old. I don't feel like a man, I feel like a child. A child with so much responsibilities. FML.

Project Hackintosh has FAILED. I thought I got it working but now it wont even boot up. I think my laptop is just so old it can't support it.

I finally got around to mailing stuff out. I still have a few more things to send and I'll get to it.

I've been contemplating on cutting my hair. Like, shaving it all off. Bald. But I have a feeling I'll regret it. I shaved my goatee a little over a month ago and now I'm growing it back because I feel naked without it. It's like if you leave your phone at home or if you forget to wear a watch. You just keep feeling for it and it's not there.

Eurotrip 2010. I've been planning this since I graduated from college. I've been waiting for my friends to finish school and/or get jobs so they have money to join me. I'm hoping that me buying a house doesn't interfere with this plan. This trip has been put off too many times. There's no way it'll get put off again.

I've been struggling to cope with my reality. The past 3-4 weeks have been zombie-like. It's like the lights are on but no one is home. I'm fighting to find answers. The scary part is that I think already I know the answers but I'm too afraid to execute. Sacrifices need to be made and I'm not sure I'm ready to give those things up. I guess I'm waiting 'til I have a Plan B and a Plan C, just in case.

I'm finding my salvation in music. It's the only thing keeping my head afloat right now. I have sheet music all over the place. On my desk at work. In my bag. On the floor of my room. On my laptop. On my work comp. I hardly even read sheet music. I can read it but I have no idea where the notes are on my guitar. I know where they are on a piano. So that's my Rosetta Stone.

I finally got OS X and XP to dual boot!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SUCCESS! It feels good to know that I can do it. Now, my laptop is super duper old so it doesn't have the capabilities to do what Leopard provides. It's a vanilla install right now. No internet, no photobooth, no nothing. I haven't gotten to play with it too much yet. I barely got it working at 2am this morning. There's still kinks I gotta iron out before I go out and buy a netbook.

I plan on buying one of those little netbooks. Those mini laptops. It's like 10 inches or so. And I'm gonna install OS X on it. I wanted to make sure I could install OS X on a PC before I went out and bought one. They're around $300 or so. They got webcams and all the fancy stuff needed to run Leopard. Now the processor is only 1.6 GHz and the max RAM is 2GB, but I think that will be enough. Still, a MacBook for $300!?!?! Now, the madness can begin. Muahahahaha.


I had a weird dream last night. I know I slept late and everything but my short sleep still produced a funny dream. In my dream I was playing the theme song to Growing Pains on my guitar. "Show me that smile again (show me that smile). Don't waste another minute on your cryin'. We're nowhere near the end (nowhere near). The best is ready to begin......." Hahahahahah. I woke up singing that song. It was awesome. I've never had a dream where I was actually singing.

Last night I spent a good 5 hours or so trying to figure out how to get OS X running on my laptop. I got an old ass laptop. A Dell 600m. I think I got it back in 2001. Hahahahaha. Well, after about 5 hours, I finally got OS X up and running. Just the basics though. I didn't figure out how to get wi-fi working yet. I installed OS X on a seperate partition on my ahrd drive cuz I wanted to leave XP there in case I want to use it. Well, after I got all wet and excited from OS X actually running, I decided to log onto XP so I can look up how to get wi-fi working. Well, much to my dismay...XP was no longer booting up. I must have changed something and not noticed and now I'm trying to figure out how to get XP back up. Catch 22. FML.

I started running the hill again. I stopped for a while and gained back 10 lbs. Eating loads of carnivorous treats + not running = fatty boy. Hahahaha. Now I gotta step it up. My lady best friend is comin' home in July and I gotta be all sexy when she comes home so we can pick up random strangers on the streets and have wild sex with them. J/k. I'm not like that. But it's fun to imagine things. What if life was like a whore house? Random chicks just come up to you and whisper in your ear "Can I play with your c0ck?" And I whisper back "Agato mami." Hahahahaha.

Speaking of whore houses.....my neighbor is tossin' this theme party tomorrow night. The theme is Rockstars, Jocks, and School Girls. It's bound to be insane over there. Last time he had a party, the cops showed up and I walked 3 houses over to get home. It was awesome. Hahahaha. Oh yeah, did I mention that they have a stripper pole in the living room? Whore house INDEED!!!!!!!!! I can't wait to get my own place....

So bowling league was last night and we're officially in sole possession of last place. The other week we were tied for 3rd place. Now, dead last. 8 of 8. When they asked me to join, I wasn't expecting to be on a good ass team. I just said yes because the girl who asked me to join was cute. And she's 18. Hahahahahaha. I am gonna be going to her place this weekend (or next) to drink up. Is that wrong? She invited me. And her parents know me, so it's no big deal. I also work with her Aunt. So it's like I'm already part of the family.

I was driving to work this morning and I don't know what I saw, probably her old car, but it reminded of this girl I was seeing before. And when I thought of her, I thought about the last time we got all hot & heavy with each other. And then all of a sudden, I got all turned on. While I was driving. I hate it when I get all excited while I'm driving. I sit pretty close to the steering wheel and then "it" begins to touch the steering wheel too. So I drove for a good 5 mins slumped down at an awkward angle so it wouldn't be pressed against the wheel. If you're riding with me and I'm driving all weird, now you know why.

I've been in the process of turning my laptop into a hackintosh. I'm too cheap to buy an actual Macbook. It's just hard to justify buying one when I already have a working computer. I probably should have left my laptop for dead instead of fixing it and then I woulda bought a Macbook. But something inside me kept telling me to fix this. It's fixable. And it was. Now, no Macbook for me. But yeah, so far no luck. Maybe my laptop is too old and can't handle all the requirements of OSX.

This past Friday I went to see my friend's new band perform. It wasn't the usual crowd I was used to seeing at live local shows. This one had a bunch of hunnies. The ratio was damn good. Too bad the quality of the hunnies wasn't really up to par. Hahahahaha. But still, I would take 30 nickels over a bunch of sausage any day. Hahahahaha.

Saturday was spent in LA. My Mom wanted to go shopping. So we went to K-town, Chinatown, Fashion District and the works. Damn. I hate shopping with my Mom. She tends to buy waaaay more stuff when I'm around. You can just call me the official bag holder. I saw some crazy stuff over there. gotta love the bootleg. I bought a couple bags for some lady friends. I already gave one of them to the intended recipient. The other still needs to get mailed out. I'll do it soon. I hope.

Sunday was spent at the swap meet. I spent the day with a lady friend and we cruised around Kobey's Swap Meet looking for treasure. We found alot of good deals and bought more stuff than we intended. I almost bought "new" shoes even though I don't need any more pairs. I did come up on a couple headbands, a sweet flask, an old school fag bag aka fanny pack, and some sweet belts(a piano belt and a sheet music belt). The day was a success. We plan on doing that more often now. Next time we go, first thing we're gonna buy is funnel cake. My lady friend has never had it before and I'm gonna make her try it and she will love it. Hahahahaha.

Yesterday after work, I spent the afternoon hangin' out with a lady friend. It was an absolute blast just to be with her. We were just joking around and shootin' the shiite and reminiscing and acting like retards and laughing our asses off. Everyone that kept passing by us would look at us like we're crazy....or if we were 16. Hahahahahaha. I love good times with good people. It just makes life so much more enjoyable.

We shared a lot of stories with each other that neither of us would really tell any other people but the conversations kinda led to it and we just spilled our guts out. Embarassing stories. Man. I can't believe I did some of the things I did. Hahahahaha. And some of the things she did I wanna tell the whole world. Hahahahahaha. It's that funny. But I won't.

This is probably the 3rd time I've hung out alone with this girl and it keeps getting better everytime. We've hung out in groups with mutual friends plenty of times but I like the one on one thing better. After yesterdays session, I think we'll be doing more of that. I just have a good feeling.

You know how when guys open the car door for girls? Well, someone told me that if I open the car door for a girl and when she's sitting inside and opens my door from inside for me, then she's a keeper. This one opened the door for me. It made me smile when she did that. Not because it was sweet. It's because I have a big ass truck and she's a tiny ass girl and my car door is heavy as hell and I saw her struggling to push the door open. Hahahahahaha. I laughed in her face. But when I stopped laughing I said thank you and I kissed her. (=

Last Friday, my cousins and one of my closest friends and I went to go watch X-men Origins: Wolverine. We downed a grip of food. And this was before the movie even started. Hahahahaha. I ended up going to buy more food during the previews. But anyways, after the movie we decided to watch another movie. It was a random thing to do. I've never done that before. But if you catch me off guard and throw a crazy proposal at me, more than likely I will do it. So we walked around to see what was starting right now and ended up watching The Soloist. It was pretty damn fun and exhilarating to do things on the whim. I feel young again.

I also joined a random bowling team again this season. I hate doing that. I asked a few close friends to see if they were down but none of them ever got back to me. I'm not gonna force them if they don't want to. I wanted to bowl and if no one shares my passion, by golly, imma do it on my own. I've been improving greatly and that's what's fueling my passion. I can see where I was before and I can see where I am now. Two different places. Last Tuesday, I was in the 190's. My goal for this coming year is to get a 600 series(3 games where I score over 200). I've set goals each year and I've reached them. Barely. But I still reached them.

I've been hanging out with a friend that I used to kick it with all the time. It feels like old times again. It's amazing what free time can do for your soul. I like it.

I'm wearing my necklace again. Maybe I'm ready. Maybe I'm not. But either way, the door is now open.

My diet has gone to shiite but I'm happy. Happier than I've been in a long time. So I don't really mind about the diet thing.

My ears are now at a 6 gauge. I said I'd stop at 4. My coworker told me he said the same thing when he was in the process. Right now he's at 0. I have a feeling I might end up the same way. And my Mom finally noticed my ears yesterday. She was pretty disgusted to know that the holes were that big. Hahahahaha.

I shaved my goatee 2 weeks ago. 3 people have noticed so far(or at least mentioned something to me). Imma grow it back. It was longer than I thought when I looked at all the hairs on my sink. It was a good 5 inches. But it curled on my chin so it looked like 3 inches only. I also feel naked not having it. It's the feeling when you forget to wear a watch or if you leave your phone at home. I was always playing with it and now I still go through the motions but nothing is there.

In 10th grade, I decided to drill a hole in one of them Bicentennial quarters. You know, the one with the drummer one the back. Well yeah, I turned it into a necklace. I did that to 6 of them. And I gave one to each of my closest friends. We all wore it for a little while. They probably wore it for a couple weeks. I wore mine for 6 years. There's a story behind that....

I happened to be vigorously studying the art of drumming around that time and I was starting to develop my own style. Finding myself, so to say. And the better I got, the more I pushed the outside world away. I guess you can say I was "in love". Playing the drums was the only thing that mattered to me. I practiced all the time. I was air drumming all the time. And I couldn't wait to get home and hop on my drumset. It was a feeling of being carefree, oblivious to everything and totally happy. I felt like a child again.

That necklace I made, I said I'd wear it until I found true love. A love greater than my passion for drums. The love you can only get from another person. For 6 years I wore that necklace. I had a green stain on my chest from the combination of metal and sweat. That stain was a reminder that love was just around the corner, a few inches away. My heart.

6 years of soul searching, 6 years of patiently waiting and things began to unfold before my very eyes. After my 2nd stint with my ex girlfriend, I felt like love wasn't a card that was in my hand. The hand that I got dealt was a pretty shitty hand. This whole love game was one I was never good at playing. It was time to fold. I lost the majority of my money, aka my pride, and I didn't want to go home empty handed so I left with the whatever I had remaining.

I stopped wearing that necklace. Not because I found true love, but because I didn't think it existed anymore. At least not for me. I don't even play drums anymore. That feeling of happiness was lost. I began to take up all the activities I could to keep me busy and help me forget all that I've left behind. There's this saying that "If you love something, let it go. And if it comes back, then it was meant to be." I don't really believe in that shiite because it's a load of crap. Someone made that up to make someone else feel better. Suck it up and walk it off. Get over it and move on with your life.

Moving on with my life, my heart was a fool and I left it behind. Excess baggage. Dead weight.

Fast forward 3 years later, aka the present time, and I dug that necklace out of this box in my room last Sunday. Recent events have led me think about the game again. The game of love. No, I'm not talking about this past Saturday at the Padres game. Don't get it twisted. So I got the necklace out and the chain was broken. I found some spare parts from another chain and fixed it.

I'm starting to believe in love again. I was talking to this lady the other day and she asked me why I didn't have a girlfriend. I told her I'm busy with my other projects/work that I don't have time. She said "Oh c'mon. That wouldn't stop you." So I said I was really picky. A girl needs to have certain things for me to consider her. And she said "You need to lower your expectations. Nobody's perfect." And then she mentioned a girl's name and asked why I don't go for her? I said I already tried and it didn't work. There wasn't that chemistry. I didn't feel it. And then she asked me "What qualities are you looking for?" So I told her my criteria. After I told her, she mentioned another girl's name and asked "What about her?" I laughed right when she said her name. Not for the reasons you're thinking, but because when she asked me of the qualities I was looking for, I totally described this girl. I have been spending time with her lately and it never really crossed my mind. I mean, I'm a dude and I think about sexing her up all the time, but I never really thought of her as a girlfriend.

When I start wearing my necklace again, she'll be the first option.

The other day at dinner, I told my Mom I didn't want to be an engineer. She is very proud that I finished college, got a degree and got a well paying job. Now that I've done that, I told her I want to do something for me. Something that will make me happy. She asked me what I wanted to do then? I told her maybe music or photography or graphic design. Maybe even a pharmacist. No joke. But yeah, she said to go ahead. I guess I'm now capable of supporting myself so she didn't shoot me down. Before, whenever I mentioned doing something other than engineering, she would immediately blow it off and talk about how can I support a family or myself with that type of job.


My friend called me the other day and asked if I wanted to grab some pho. It's been a long while since I hung out with this guy. So we grabbed pho and shot the shit and talked like we never missed a beat. I love hanging out with friends that I haven't seen in a while and pick up right where we left off, without it feeling like it's been forever since the last time we did this. And after pho, we cruised around and ended up at Guitar Center and just jammed there for a while. I hate going to Guitar Center cuz I always want to buy something. Hahahahaha. And after Guitar Center, I dunno if we saw a billboard or heard it on the radio, but we were on our way to grab some KFC. The grilled chicken. Keep in mind we just had pho not too long ago. Hahahahahaha. But on our way to get KFC, our other friend hit us up so we cruised over to get him before KFC. But instead he suggested we go to a sit down restaurant where can have beer. So we ended up at Chili's and ate chicken there and drank beer and the waitress suckered us into getting Margaritas too. She wasn't that cute but she had a great personality so every time she came over, we would talk to her for like 10 mins and keep her from doing her job. I even offered to buy her some drinks. Hahahahaha.

Damn, I miss doing random things with good friends. Screw growing up.