Shake that booty for me

so last night i went to sardos bar to go to porn star karaoke (lovingly known as PSK night). we couldn't tell if the girls there were ps or not. not as exciting as they made it sound. it was just mostly bad singing. met james' boy cyrus and a couple other people. this guy art kept talking to me - he turned out to be one of the guys' cousins' friends. so i was nice. Amy and i got itchy feet and wanted to go dancing at 10:30 or so and said our goodbyes. the cousins' friend wanted to get my number to go dancing too, which i didn't want to give, so i just kept saying, "oh, we don't know where we're going tonight, sorry." he comes back with, "oh, not tonight. i want to get your number to go dancing another night." hmmm. so i say, "get it from james." my plan was to tell james not to give it to him or just to tell him he didn't have it. i forgot. so james actually gives him my number later! oops.

we went to circle bar in santa monica and had a blast. our bar tab came out to $6. lots of people buying us drinks. which we don't usually agree to, but these guys were just telling the bartenders that the next time one of us ordered drinks, it would be on them. anyway, met some interesting people but none worth claiming digits for. but on the whole fun. i think we might go out tuesdays or thursdays from now on. not too crowded but enough people to make it worthwhile. oh - there were these young girls (not more than 21) who kept making out with each other cause it got the guys' attention. but later we saw them go into the bathroom together...gross.

on that note, i have to get my car smog checked for the first time. that and get the brakes checked. and get an oil change. makes me think i should've just bought the porche. beautiful car. it's gone, someone bought it. oh well. easy come easy go.

Vacation anyone?

so i might not be able to go on my vacation to india after all. yesterday at work was ridiculous, with everything that can go wrong going wrong, and everything that should go right going wrong too. looks like i might have to do the responsible thing and forego my vacation for more work. however, there is a $550 cancellation fee per person, and since i'm going with judy, i'll prolly have to pay her cancellation fee too. so my deal is this - work pays for the cancellation fees and i'll stay and work. i won't stay and pay.

last night i went to work out. it was back and biceps day. went alright. i still don't have a goal. do i want to get toned? of course. do i want to get buffer? sure, why not? do i want to lose some chunk? yup. oh - i saw this chic yesterday. she's probably a fitness model. her abs were ridiculous. unbelievable. i don't think i'm capable of having abs like that. i don't think many people are (including boys).

tonight i'm going out with Amy. should be fun. we might crash James' friend Cyrus' birthday party. he's going to - ready for this - Porn Star Karaoke. i have no idea what that is, but it sounds funny enough. does it mean porn stars are singing karaoke? do people just dress like porn stars? who knows. but should be an interesting night regardless.

alrighty, back to work.

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I remember i used to have my kitchen. there were funny stories on that- about the adventures of Clorox and PineSol or something equally exciting.

i have no idea what to write about today. i got a massage from this guy named Dustin Ashley Cox. for free. for 1 hour and 45 minutes. can't complain.

oh! pandora.com. best thing ever. check it out.