I've always wanted to be able to keep a diary of some sort. I think that I've just been too lazy to keep up with it. But I figure that this might be the best way to do it! I'm almost on Gaia every single day because I don't have any other social life...so...I might as well. So it's going to surprise me if I even have things to write here on.
Anyways, today was a rather uneventful day. I had spent the morning with my friend Rachelle because I spent the night after being too lazy to go back home at night. Plus it's way more fun to just stay up until 2 a.m. looking at pictures on Google. Seriously. We looked up 'freaky baby' and Jesus Christ almighty, those things truly were freaky. And then I had her look up 'hot filipino guy' because I wanted to see if they actually existed...which full blooded ones don't. It's always the mixed ones that look good. Or, at least, not bad. Because, I'm sorry, but Filipino guys tend to not be good looking. Except for my dad for some reason. He's the only exception I know of and I think that's because he's partially Japanese. He's going to turn...54 or something next March. I know he's at least 50 but he still looks like he's 35 or something. It's pretty amazing.
Anyways, we just looked up a bunch of stuff on google and then we did this thing where we typed in the few first words to a phrase. Like 'how to' or 'what is' and we came up with the funniest thing in the freaking world. 'Why is there a dead pakistani on my couch?' OMG. WTF. BBQ. I was laughing so hard when I saw that. One, why are so many people looking this up? (It probably has something to do with what we were doing because we totally looked it up to figure it out - we still have no idea what it is) And two, how in the world did that get there in the first place. But it was so damned funny that I started crying. Another good one was 'why is my poop white' but the dead pakistani one really took the cake.
The morning went on as normal really. Rachelle's family always goes to Shirley's Bagels for breakfast and this morning wasn't an exception. I tagged along of course. Man, they really put a hell of a lot more cream cheese than is required to cover a bagel. I ended up putting half my cream cheese from the bagel on the side of the plastic basket that held it. And then I had a Naked juice that supposedly had 22 strawberries. How the hell do you get 22 strawberries in a drink the size of a small water bottle? I have no idea. Why do I have a dead pakistani on my couch? I also don't have an answer for that one either. But it really was a nice breakfast.
Before I moved down to the OC again, I promised that I would see my friends as much as possible. Especially Alyssa and Rachelle and Brenton. Totally have not been keeping up with that. Part of it is that Alyssa, Rachelle, and I are starting school (plus Alyssa and Rachelle's girl scout gold projects). Brenton, on the other hand, I've been seeing more. I think. And he's a hoot to hang out with. But when we hang out it surprises me how much we really do not have in common. He gets on me for being a pessimist and he wonders why I don't want to have kids and blah blah blah. But I digress. I still love him though. Plus his dogs that eat poop. Well, one of them eats poop. The other one is just...well, a rat dog.
I finally got back home later in the afternoon and just sort of sat around for a while. Took a nap, went on Gaia to talk to Geekie; the usual. And then I ended up in the kitchen with Tal and Jillian looking up People of Walmart. That s**t is great. It makes me feel so much better about my weight. And it sort of reminds me of Yucca Valley sometimes. Except with more fat people and less skinheads.
Turns out Tal is a cooler dude than I thought. I mean, I don't see him that often except for when he's hanging out with Jillian and all, but he is a cool dude. Not that I didn't think he was cool in the first place but...whatever. We had fun looking at People of Walmart. Period.
And then we went out for some Indian food at Mother India. I remember that I used to go there after acting class at South Coast Repertory because my mom and I were able to catch the lunch buffet before it was done. Man, I love that food. But I can never remember what I like because the names totally escape me. It's not that the names all sound the same, it's that I mix them up. But it was very, very good food.
I also spent some time today on my resume and had Hugh take a look at it. I really like Hugh a lot. He doesn't say much, but when he does it's either a) really helpful b) somewhat profound or c) very sarcastic. He's a cool guy. And he took a look at the resume and gave me some tips and I'm hoping that these few job applications will pay off. I gave an application into Payless online (without a resume because they didn't want one) and I'm going to deliver resumes to Aaron Brothers and Jack in the Box tomorrow. God, I hate Crap in the Box. The only thing I will get there is their curly fries and their fruit smoothies. Those are good. And they have interesting memories to them. I had both on the last show of Twelfth Night when I was performing in Banning. I know I wasn't supposed to eat in costume but...it was my last show. And the first time I had the curly fries was my freshman year when I ditched class. I couldn't believe I did that still. I ditched PE twice. Dumbest two hours of my life. But those are the only two times I ever ditched. I don't regret it though. So the moral of the story is I always associate Jack in the Box with ditching PE.
It was a nice day. Hung out with friends, was actually productive for once, ...totally just remembered I have an Ethnic Studies test tomorrow...oh well. Life will go on.
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