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seraphcelene) wrote2006-02-13 09:37 am
seraphcelene) wrote2006-02-13 09:37 am
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Sun, Surf, and a Boy named Armand ...
Hola kids! I had a beautifully, long weekend, the like of which I haven't seen in these many moons. And we're not talking an extra day because I decided to play hooky and skipped worked. We're talking a leisurely, I-really-have-nothing-better-to-do-than-chill-and-hangout kind of weekend. It was hot in the shade down here in SoCal, upper 80's easy all weekend. Humidity was in the low teens and the sky was clear and blue and wildfire threatened to continue wreaking havoc through the Southland. Luckily enough, I live at the beach and ignored the gentle murmurings and red flag warnings popping up on news.
On the broadcast front, the joke with all the weathermen consisted of "HA HA East Coast, we here in Southern California, dressed in our board shorts and flip flops, mock the monkey pants off you who sit bundled in gloves and hats waiting out the blizzard of the year. Mock Mock Mockitty Mock Mock."
I must say that I, too, heartily enjoyed the unseasonably warm SoCal weather. Cause let's face it people it really does rain in Southern California and this is not your usual February. If I weren't sure I'd say we were having a La Nina year. Alas, I don't remember El Nino roaring through last season, so ...
Me and the girls made the most of the sun and surf, heading down to the Pier on Friday night in tank tops and jeans. I was ready for a night of good old fashioned foot stomping, but since Pattycakes didn't roll with the crew, I wasn't holding out much hope for a night full o' dancing. However!! ZuZuQ, after making fun of my comfy kicks and harassing me into a pair of sparkly gold flats, was on a mighty roll and bought rounds of drinks and shots throughout the night. For EVERYONE. You guys should have come, we made FRIENDS that night, I can tell you. I had to put on the breaks when ordered the Red-Headed Sluts cause I don't do Jaeger. I did however suck down a shot of Tuaca, a Scuba Steve and Sambuca. There were rounds of straight Jack being served up but I passed on those too.
The tab wound up to a majestic 142 smackers at which a bar random (who missed the rounds) leaned over and said: "Damn! How much do you girls drink?). Not to be shy, cause we can put a dint into a stockpile o' liquor, but Friday night was not all our doing. No one got sick, barfed or otherwise passed out. A good night any way you look at it because ...
I managed to snag a cute little twenty-three year old to suck face with. He whisperednaughty tidbits sweet nothings into my ear and I reveled in the mighty power of girlhood.
I know ... I really shouldn't be corrupting the youth, but he was so very corruptible.
We skipped out early because, you know, getting old! and headed over to Paisano's for, you guessed it, pizza. We managed to make it back to Sin's just in time to bust in on Emperor Zod in the shower. I'm sure he didn't know what to think. Not that he could do much, trapped in the shower as he was until we all finished taking a piss.
After a night full of debauchery, I had breakfast with Sin and her roommates Saturday morning and headed off to conquer my cell phone company around 11.30. I didn't make it back to Ghetto Beach until after 5.
Sunday was spent cruising the beachside with Cleatus and Otis. We hit up Shoreline Village and watched all the little people holding hands in the Marina. Ate lots of ice cream and had the bestest breakfast ever at Eggs, Etc. Cleatus fell in love with the pancakes and demolished the Hungry Man breakfast. Even the waitress was impressed.
A nap was in order after that because, again, with the age. And I managed to roll awake in time to catch Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy! YAY!! Grey's Anatomy!!
Obviously I had a good weekend, what about you crazy kids?
On the broadcast front, the joke with all the weathermen consisted of "HA HA East Coast, we here in Southern California, dressed in our board shorts and flip flops, mock the monkey pants off you who sit bundled in gloves and hats waiting out the blizzard of the year. Mock Mock Mockitty Mock Mock."
I must say that I, too, heartily enjoyed the unseasonably warm SoCal weather. Cause let's face it people it really does rain in Southern California and this is not your usual February. If I weren't sure I'd say we were having a La Nina year. Alas, I don't remember El Nino roaring through last season, so ...
Me and the girls made the most of the sun and surf, heading down to the Pier on Friday night in tank tops and jeans. I was ready for a night of good old fashioned foot stomping, but since Pattycakes didn't roll with the crew, I wasn't holding out much hope for a night full o' dancing. However!! ZuZuQ, after making fun of my comfy kicks and harassing me into a pair of sparkly gold flats, was on a mighty roll and bought rounds of drinks and shots throughout the night. For EVERYONE. You guys should have come, we made FRIENDS that night, I can tell you. I had to put on the breaks when ordered the Red-Headed Sluts cause I don't do Jaeger. I did however suck down a shot of Tuaca, a Scuba Steve and Sambuca. There were rounds of straight Jack being served up but I passed on those too.
The tab wound up to a majestic 142 smackers at which a bar random (who missed the rounds) leaned over and said: "Damn! How much do you girls drink?). Not to be shy, cause we can put a dint into a stockpile o' liquor, but Friday night was not all our doing. No one got sick, barfed or otherwise passed out. A good night any way you look at it because ...
I managed to snag a cute little twenty-three year old to suck face with. He whispered
I know ... I really shouldn't be corrupting the youth, but he was so very corruptible.
We skipped out early because, you know, getting old! and headed over to Paisano's for, you guessed it, pizza. We managed to make it back to Sin's just in time to bust in on Emperor Zod in the shower. I'm sure he didn't know what to think. Not that he could do much, trapped in the shower as he was until we all finished taking a piss.
After a night full of debauchery, I had breakfast with Sin and her roommates Saturday morning and headed off to conquer my cell phone company around 11.30. I didn't make it back to Ghetto Beach until after 5.
Sunday was spent cruising the beachside with Cleatus and Otis. We hit up Shoreline Village and watched all the little people holding hands in the Marina. Ate lots of ice cream and had the bestest breakfast ever at Eggs, Etc. Cleatus fell in love with the pancakes and demolished the Hungry Man breakfast. Even the waitress was impressed.
A nap was in order after that because, again, with the age. And I managed to roll awake in time to catch Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy! YAY!! Grey's Anatomy!!
Obviously I had a good weekend, what about you crazy kids?
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