just being me

i don't give you shit for being an asshole

I am sick again. Surprise surprise. It's not so much of the fever-headache-achey-cold, it's just the stuffed/running nose, sneezing, and coughing that's getting to me. I didn't even really have a fever either. The abundance of mucus a person can accrue while their sick is amazing. Where does it all come from? The world will never know.

Today I am meeting my mentor for lunch at King's Fish House-his treat. I'm gonna order the most expensive item on the menu. Hehehe. No, just kidding. I am actually not that really fond of Seafood, which is ironic because my parents owned a seafood restaurant for the first seven years of my life. They have other stuff at the restaurant we're going to, but I don't believe it appropriate to order a hamburger with a guy who's trying to guide me and help me in my business career. Nor will I order the one thing I do like, oysters. Ordering an aphrodisiac isn't the best route to go either. We'll find out my choice in due time.

I have had so much fun the last few weekends. First it was Vegas, which was actually more fun that I imagined. Club Rain was AWESOME - best music, people, and fire show ever. I highly recommend it. Walking around the strip with a foot and a half Eiffel tower that is half-way filled with a strawberry daqueri also comes with high marks. Club Ra in the Luxor was a savior and I had shitloads of fun there. Even the drive too and from Las Vegas can keep me smiling for hours. Fucking great.

On Broadway, a club in Downtown SD was also a great club. $20 bucks, but well worth it because you don't have any ghetto guys just coming up to you. Some penises, but it could be worse-like the dreaded boogie in Anaheim. That place still gives me the heebiejeebies. I also had a California burrito. Damn I love those things. Did some shopping and had some crappy hotel food, but all in all mucho fun. Also watched alife, Jude law can make a girl nut just by smiling. I rate him a A+++ the movie a C-.

I hung out with some of Iris' friends from HS. I knew the stories of how cooky they are, but hearing a story and witnessing it with your own eyes are two different things. Now I know why she laughs so hard when she's retelling stories. "hola, como estas?" niiiiiiiice.

Anyways, off to a lunch I don't have to pay for... Peace out Playas!

posted by miss. me @ 10:43 AM