Back in California

Yup ladies and gentlemen... I am back... and my god... is it FRIGGIN HOT!!!!!!

it was like 200 degrees yesterday... and I was SUPER tired from flying so early in the morning.

Well... let me start at the beginning, since i haven't mentioned anything about this past weekend's main event.

Saturday:

As I mentioned... I had 2 events to go to, a graduation party for a cousin I am not particularily fond of (she's actually my cousin's daughter, and spoiled rotten!) The party was okay... it was super windy and the traffic getting there and back took a 35-minute drive and turned it into an hour... and it would have been even longer if i didn't have my GPS system on hand to find a back way to get off of i95. Which was closed down to 1 lane for construction, but no construction was actually taking place! So we got there... it was good to see some of my cousins again. After walking around and saying hi... we got some food... the food was eh... I wasn't impressed... but i am not easily impressed by other's food (thanks mom!)

We stayed there for roughly 2 hours then moved on... Went home. Not too bad. (and actually, for something like this, i used to take at least 1 anti-anxiety pill... and i didn't! My psych would be proud of me)

So... we got home around 7ish... and we had to be at Barnaby's (a local bar) to meet up with all of the people going to the bachelor party. A couple drinks were had (not by me) and the majority (10) were magically wisked away on a big yellow school bus to go to Club Risque. I convinced my father to drive because i did not want to stay there the whole time. (interesting note: I have been there before when it was the "Doll House" in college. I had 2 lesbian friends who wanted to go, but couldn't go without male accompanyment. I was it.)

So we get there... Nothing special... after getting in the door we were lead to a party room. Free open bar for 2 hours. (still... i just had soda)) and girls would be coming in 1 at a time... stripping down into their panties and dancing on the pole that was in the center of the room. There was a lot of drinking, grinding, and cigar smoking. Girls would take dollar bills of out the attendees mouths by smashing their boobs together... ummm... i am not impressed. I was, however impressed with some of the acrobatics of these girls. Climbing up the poll then hanging on by one leg up side down while seemingly still grinding as they slowly slid down. That's talent... which i would have preferred to see with a bra on or something.

I have seen my share of boobs... they are fine (not sexy to me) as long as i don't have to touch them. and it's not touching them i really have the problem with, it's the sexual connotation that goes along with it.

So... I am sitting there watching everything going on... my eyes are watery from all of the cigar smoke, i am not drinking any alcohol, because of all the alcohol they have, i wasn't interested in any of it, and there are naked girls, 3 of which came up to me, asked if i was alright, and offered me a complimentary couch dance, which i respectfully declined.

The highlight of the evening is when my older brother James, decided to buy a lap dance for my father (who is about to be 70) He was gone for a while and he came back BRIGHT RED faced and couldn't stop laughing. He probably had fun. The low light of the evening... which kinda really annoyed me, is the non stop stream of people urging me to get a lap dance... I was constantly being bombarded all night by several people, i guess thinking if i had a lap dance, i would miraculously turn straight. WRONG... last thing i want is a lap dance from a girl... I wasn't even truely impressed when i had a lap dance from a guy before... but that's another story.

My father, 2 oldest brothers and i left at 11 ish, (i had originally wanted to leave at 10.) We didn't get to see justin put on the hot seat (where he is brought up on the main stage with 2 girls dancing at once) He was asked about it, and doesn't seem to remember much of the night, apparently still being drunk and in REALLY BAD shape the next day.

Sunday... Was quiet... we didn't do much of anything.. I helped mom and dad clean up the basement a little, then they wanted to go to KMart for a little shopping, just get some cheap sheets for the bed and a couple throw rugs and some plant stands ($400 later, we left) Mom made dinner and then I went to bed.

I woke up at 3:30am on Monday!!!! I had to catch a plane at 6:20 to go to Cinncinati. My stomach was not feeling well, so i took a pill for that... Then i caught my next plane (got there just in time) to orange county... SUPER FULL... and i sat next to a coughing scuzzy looking guy the whole flight... and there wasn't the little personal video monitors... *grumble grumble grumble*

I arrived in Orange County about 10:30 PST (1:30 for those on the east coast) and went right to work in that oh so wonderful building. I had a very warm reception... (like 100 degrees) from both the weather, and my co-workers, who took every chance to harass me that they could. (just teasing stuff... nothing special) but since i was so tired, i really didn't fight back. Left work around 5, went and got water and juice, found dinner, and went back to the hotel where i ate, then slept.

I guess i was really tired, because i only woke up like 5 times during the night and i was asleep from 9 - 5... I am still a little tired for some reason... but who knows...

that was my weekend adventure. Time to get ready for work.