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2003-04-19 - 7:44 p.m. waiting for tonight - j-lo work sucked. however, tonight we go to hollywood, where all will be right with the world (not really, but, it'll be fun). i'm not sure what we're doing. we sorta want it to be barhopping glamorama on a stick. we'll see. if we did it my way, we'd go to the formosa, maybe jones, then, perhaps the rainbow room, and finally hot dog. that would be cool. it depends on what patches, and jose want to do too. i'm fairly confident that we'll end up at hot dog. although, patches likes to stay on the westside, and clubbing in santa monica. i think santa monica is boring (too yuppie banana republic). as long as i'm having a coupla drinks, and dancing with my sweet boy, i don't really care. in oh god news, mando, the artist, matt, and i are supposed to go to this nude beach next weekend. i am really sketchy about the whole thing. i've never done that, and i don't know that i ever will. i've heard of this place (it's like, halfway between ventura, and santa barbara) for years, but, i'm just not sure. matt says i can wear trunks, but, then i'll look like a perv. and don't get me started on the fact that my sweet little matty is actually into going. i never would have guessed. actually, i'm a bit surprised by all three of my boys. mando not as much as the others (he's a big boy), but still. if the weather's good, and we do go, i'll probably write about it, but, don't expect any pictures. i'm pretty sure that kind of thing would be frowned upon.
easter will be spent at the 'rents. they have both sides of my family over every year. it's pretty awesome. everyone comes, and they bring tons of food. i bought some carne asada, and it's marinating as we speak. by tomorrow, it's gonna be fucking yummy. word. i may have jury duty next week. i know i don't have to go monday, cuz i called the hotline thingie, but, i'm not off the hook til thursday. i so hope i don't have to go. you know, they say that shit's random, but, i don't believe it. this is the third time i've been called, and most of my friends are like, "i've never been called". so, what list are they pulling from? i just don't get it. whatever. we're leaving soon, i think. i'm just full of excited energy. matt's in the shower, so i'll get off once he starts getting dressed. he always comes in the room, and rolls his eyes at me when i'm online. but, it's like, dude, i'm fully ready to go, and you're wrapped in a towel. it takes like 2 seconds to get off the computer, and he acts like it's this big, long process. dorky. it's one of those mildly annoying/ cute things he does. he's a real stickler about time. i am too, sometimes. i'm never late for work, but, if i'm just gonna hook up with friends or whatever, then i'm usually like on a 15 minute delay. so, if i ever end up picking any of my dear dland friends up, just know that you need to add 15 minutes on to whatever time i say i'll be there, and we'll be just fine. in my defense, the only reason i do that is cuz NONE of my friends are ever ready anyway. so, it's like i'm doing them a favor. yeah. anyway, i'm ready to dance. nothing is better after a long, fucked up day at work. it's like getting all your bad vibes out, or whatever. i just wanna go somewhere i can dance to the white stripes, or david bowie, or ladytron. no house, or disco tonight. i'm just not in the mood for like k.c. and the sunshine band, you know? later... p.s. since i'm not gonna be home later, i'm putting my easter page up right after this. like you care.
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