I actually went to Kelly's birthday awake-all-night party on uh....WEdnesday. Wow! What a long time ago!

At work, business was so slow that I scrubeed all the mirrors, all the tiles, changed the toilet paper and the hand paper, cleaned the bathroom, cleaned the refrigerator, Scrubbed the counters, the doors, and had the time after to make about 30 wasabi/ginger packets.

Juan is always so happy. He's always whistling and singing and growling and laughing. He's nice. But the other day, he did something totally out of character. Some chick with big tits came in, asked for Melissa, and left, and he growled after she'd gone. like "oo, i'm a big bad wolf yum" growl.

Also the other day Molly was watching over me, and Mariss came in about an hour early to show her her wedding pictures! Wow! yes, she got married! She's philipino and she's going back to the philipines with her husband after a few years of making money here, because 100 US dollars is 5000 pesos. She's 30. Nobody offered to let me see the pictures or talked to me, so I felt very left out and sad. So then, when they were talking about some steakhouse, I left them to it. THey brought out the phone book and slaved over it and everything. ANd then I asked, "Are you talking about outback steakhouse?" And they looked surprised and went, "Well, ur, yes! We should have asked you in the first place!" And I put on a smug little face and went, ha ha. take that! Later, Mariss showed me her pictures. But I asked to see them.

But I digress! Kelly's party! Oh no wait i'm gonna go back to talking nonsense again:

Ever notice how on commercials for porn videos or whatever, they always censor the nipples? Let me ask you this question: What makes a woman's chest different from a man's? Ah! The women have big, huge, fat lumpy things around their nipples! SO why don't they censor the big huge fat lumpy things instead of the nipples? Men have nipples too! So? SO?

But I digress again. kelly's partay. It was fun. I arrived and we sat around in her room, talking about how weird we all used to be for a couple hours. We talked about the various stages of our lives and our social statusses during those stages. I discovered that in the 8th grade, I was considered popular. GASP! Whar-har-har.

That's the absolute coolest. I was considered cool in all groups not viet related. Which is, maybe half, a third of the 8th grade. Ain't that neat? Because I hung out with only the hottest guys in the school: Kevin C., Shane, Sean... I hunge out with all the popular skate people and was therefore cool. Isn't that neat? I didn't even know! I thought I was completely UNcool! Whoa.

I gots myself SCIENCE... Celebration time! Whweeeeeee! Now I have all incubus goodies excluding fungus amongus and some singles but I really don't know what old old school incubus sounded like so I'm kind of frightened to buy it. I'm sure it's pretty good.

Oh yeah, the party. Jesus christ, it's so HARD to stay on one topic.

I have realized that I will write a large long letter to the editor of the Mercury News describing the shallowness of teen magazines. Urgh. What a shit article.

Party! Yes. Then, we talked some more. I found out that Rachel had been with ALAN LEITCH! HAHAHA. I'm glad I didn't get with him. He's really like a leech. Then, we went out to eat STEAK. Yum, yum, yum. And we decided to go to the park. Kelly's mom's friend took us out, and that's how I met Brent.

He's maybe a youngish 35 and blonde, tall and skinny. I really liked him.

Anyway, he took us to the park. I was totally exhilerated. I got to run around the area of my neighborhood, at night! I loved doing that before I moved and I never got to anymore. I was so happy. I never get to walk alone at night, because someone might come up and rape me. I always love to, though. Dammit. The stars were so bright. I used to think that they weren't that spectacular compared to them on the hills but now i appreciate them. they really, really are after spending nights looking up at this grey-black sky.

Now they've torn down the beautiful playgrounds in Cataldi. First Ruskin, now Cataldi,now i wonder if there will be anything to remind me of my childhood anymore. If I come back here 20 years from now, will there be nothing to reminsce from? I loved the playground at Cataldi. I never thought to swing on the swings at night. It's the most fabulous feeling. It feels like you're being launched into the stars but right when you get the point for liftoff your oppurtunity gets snatched and you're going back again.

It was then that Brent started talking to us. At first i thought he was a fucking prick cuz he was calling System of a Down the Taliban but he was kidding, and of course i should have realized that since kelly wasn't minding and she loves soad like anything. I still don't think it was that great, but whatever. Then we started talking about other things.. more important things like punk rock and stuff. Yeee! And parents fucking and great things like that. And he's actually an awesome conversationalist and really neat. Just totally politically incorrect. By the time we were walking back, I was already talking to him about molesting the mormon church by my evilness, but I felt kind of guilty and kept apologizing for everything i said but then he told me not to be sorry. I was shocked! Not to be sorry? No-one ever tells me not to be sorry for saying something I shouldn't be. Nobody tells me I'm right and that I have the right to say whatever I want and should, but he did. I was very surprised and didn't know what to think. BUt I liked it. He did this several timnes throughout the night. Whenever I tried to apologize or say "no offense" or something he contradicted me. "No. Don't be sorry." And this was just a cool thing to me.

we told jokes and ate a yummy chocalate pie, and ice cream. Then Kelly made chili. I felt kind of baf for her because it was her birthday and she was making everybody else chili but I didn't know how to make it and couldn't do it for her so I didn't say anything. Maybe I should have asked if I could help. We just talked all night, Rachel, Amanda, me, Kelly and uh... that one other chick. We didn't play any stupid truth or dare games and we still had a lot of fun. Brent helped keep the conversation going a lot, even when he went out for smoking breaks. He works in LA, he paints movie sets, and told us how it's fabulous and stuff. Kathy thinks quite the opposite.

WE also talked shit a lot about a lot of people I know. High school politics, Brent called it.

I had some screwdrivers.

Kathy and I also talked a bit about high school politics last night, we explained the social order to my father. One of these days I will dedicate an entire entry to high school politics but not today because I have been writing this one and off all day and really just want to get it over with.

Afterwards, we watched the first 10 minutes of Sleepy Hollow and someone decided it wasn't good enough so we watched Maverick instead. Needless to say, I fell asleep 15 minutes in. It was 5:00. My dad woke me at 7:00. I went to work with a massive hangover.