Happy Birthday To Me

So last night was interesting to say the least. My four friends and I went to a Mexican restaurant and took some girl’s table…they asked for an “Erica, party of 4” we didn’t have an Erica but we had a party of four.

So after dinner we went to pick up Ryan from work but we got there early so we decided to walk over to the Fillmore to buy tickets for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. While we were there this guy came up to us and offered us four free tickets to see the show that was going on tonight for Leftover Salmon (has anyone heard of them?) so we took em. And we started hustling them. The first ticket we just gave away because we didn’t even think about selling them. Then the next three we made $45 off of…which had a face value of $75…but whatever.

We picked up Ryan, took him to his house and then went over to this party where the guy:girl ratio was 4:1…which was nice but the girls were hos, and it wasn’t our scene so we left after about 30-45 minutes. I drove Nina and I to our bus stop…but it was already 12:45 and the last bus had gotten there at 12:21…even though she insisted that one would be coming along shortly. HA!

We sat there in the cold till 1:30. When our cab finally came and that was the night of my birthday.

Couldn’t Sleep At All Last Night

I went to sleep at 6:30 this morning…thats what it must feel like to be on crack! Before today I was on a 14 hour plane ride (on the 8th) during which I slept probably a total of 3 hours, maybe less, and was sleep deprived that morning anyway.

I slept until 8 (that’s two hours of sleep, folks), when I had to get up and take my grandma to get her blood tested. At the lab the stupid receptionist lady forgot to put our paper work in so we sat waiting for almost an hour for what could have been accomplished in 20 minutes. Fun.

In other news, I somehow had the energy to take down the Christmas tree decorations, rearrange the living room and clean everything in preparation for my going away party. I don’t know what kind of blood runs through my veins. or maybe it’s just sugar water.

So I finally am starting to go through and edit my Hong Kong pics.

The Road to New Beginnings

Classes are finally over. Christmas time is here. Soon it will be a whole new year, and I don’t know if it means starting over but I know it’s a jumping off point (is that the term?). I could be smarter. I could try to be less analytical and emotional about my personal life. I could learn new things. Let’s see what happens.

All I do know for sure is that I have a limited number of days here at home to be with my loved ones and friends. To enjoy LA and everything it has to offer. To abuse my Disneyland Annual Pass to the fullest extent (hee hee) and to pack up my life into boxes. I know I’ll still have a place here if I need or want it but I think I should learn to be on my own. I think minimizing my material possessions will be good for my soul.

I haven’t really had much to close with for the past month of journal entries, I still don’t right now but I’ll just say happy holidays and be safe on new years.

End of the Year Wrap Up

My mom bought a Christmas tree today.

I’m not studying for my Calculus final tomorrow…I really, really should though. I have to pull an 83 for a B! HA! I doubt I will be able to. Do you think I should try? I mean I’m a pretty good student. I used to get straight As, and I could still if I didn’t fuck around so much. All it takes is a little effort, but it’s too late now to put a little effort in. Now it’s time for the BIG effort.

Tomorrow night is ROTK with SGLA.

Thursday I have to register for classes at SFSU.

Business Law final on Friday.

Saturday I have the SGLA holiday party gift exchange.

Sunday is the stage production of Nightmare Before Christmas at my school being put on by the school’s percussion ensemble and the choir, narrated by my friend/former classmate, Laurence.

Monday and Tuesday are reserved for maybe my last couple of annual pass holder days at Disneyland.

Wednesday I’m leaving on jet plane. I’ll be back next year.

Halloween Recap

Dude, I had a great halloweenie. Well it didn’t start out spectacular or anything but it got better as the night progressed. First, we went to see Queens of the Stone Age at the Greek.
Daniel and I started driving to LA. We were late. It started raining. We didn’t have any tickets and were hoping not to get ripped off too much by scalpers. It was damn cold but it was ok ’cause I was wearing multiple layers and planned to change into my costume in the car on the way to the party after the show.

We got there and it was pouring by then. The show started at 7. When we parked it was already 8:50. We parked at the bottom of the hill and trekked up the mountain to Griffith Park… in the rain… with one umbrella… for two people, and it wasn’t made for two. We were already pretty wet by the time we made it to the box office.

At the box office we got lucky. Fourth row seats, center, meaning right up front.  At regular price, no Ticketasster fees, no extra charges. We got in, still raining, we made it just at intermission before QOTSA started. We had missed The Cramps and Tomahawk.

Stood at our seats and then the band came out. Bliss. Then some idiot guy tells us to get out of his seats, of course we argued with him for ten long minutes until an usher finally came and directed him to the seats next to us. I hate that shit. Before you go off on someone, why don’t you make sure you know what the fuck you’re talking about first.

After one of the songs they released what I thought was confetti, but when I picked some up off the wet floor (as mementos) they were red rose petals. Isn’t that awsome?!

Short break. I’m soaked, dripping even. I think the only layer that wasn’t wet was my corset (later I found out that it was indeed wet but I guess I must not have felt it because I was so numb). I seriously felt like dying. I really couldn’t keep my mind off the walk back down the hill in the rain while cars drive by us spalshing us with street water. Even in spite of all this I still had an excellent time. Just imagine how great the show would have been if I hadn’t been cold and wet.

Josh Homme was dressed as a sailor and he sure does like to shake that ass and “show you what he’s working with.” I don’t find him to be very attractive but he was hot that night, maybe it was becasue he was actually hot and sweaty.

Luckily we finally found our friends after the show and instead of sloshing back down the hill we got a ride YAY!

and it had stopped raining! yayyy!

and I got to dry off and put on my costume! YAY!

and then I made Daniel drive YAY!

then we went to the SGLA costume party and it was all good but we had to leave and were home by 1:30.

fun times.

“It doesn’t take a nucular scientist to figure out that it’s foilage”~Marge Simpson