my everyday

Mario Cart

puahaha — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 11:02:00 +0000

I ate a banana while driving. Since it’s biodegradable, I tossed it out my window. I expected to hit the car behind me and send it spinning but it didn’t happen. I still won the race, though.

Burning Man

puahaha — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 10:56:00 +0000

Never mind about updating. I’ll probably never catch up.

Going to burning man, so no updates until I get back. l8r h8r!

August 16

puahaha — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 23:31:00 +0000

Stayed home and texted the numbers I got from Playboy Mansion as far as I can remember.

Called a number for a bartending headhunter company I found on Craig’s List. Set up an appointment to go tomorrow for an interview.

August 15

puahaha — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 22:55:00 +0000

Went to the Playboy Mansion. Had anxiety in the beginning of the night. Brad told us we should just stand around and get opened by chicks. I wasn’t good at this passive form of game and it made me more anxious.

I chatted with a Canadian chick, who was wearing jeans and a big shirt while everyone else was in a bikini or less. She had a nice face though. I suggested taking her to the zoo, but she apparently had baggage: two other guys followed. Fuck that. I walked really fast through the crowd and lost them. Passive aggressive? Yes.

Three girls under umbrella.

Black girl, made out, she left.

Met Canadian chick again, built comfort, got her number.

Twin Mexican models, got one’s number.

Two girls kept following Drew, Nomad, and me around. I didn’t think they were hot but at the end of the night their logistics were in our favor so I brought one home. Once she was not surrounded by tons of naked chicks she looked hotter, oddly enough. Escalate, LMR, repeat until she took a cab back.

August 14

puahaha — Sat, 15 Aug 2009 13:41:00 +0000

Woke up, drove with Drew for an hour and a half to exchange my bass. Meh.

Met up with Turbo. Had a nice salad. The three of us hit on the waitress at once, then Turbo got her number since it was right around where he lived.

Picked up Nomad, watched District 9. I liked it, but I didn’t love it. Plot wasn’t very exciting, but I think the human-alien interactions were realistic.

Did some fishing.

Played with my shiny new bass. So happy!

August 13

puahaha — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 09:54:00 +0000

My casting call was today at 4:05. I planned to start driving at 2:30, but left the house at 3. Tons of traffic going to Santa Monica, but I arrived at 3:30. Did my thing, got back to the house at 4:15. Not bad, but not enough time to exchange my bass, since the place closes at 5. I should have left to the casting call earlier. Oh well. Tomorrow’s another day.

Practiced a lot of bass. My fingers are burning from all the sliding I’ve been doing, haha.

I threw out a lot of clothes I no longer wear, worn out socks and underwear, mostly. Shit not even salvation army will want. All part of the process of cleaning my room so that everything in there makes me feel good all the time. I’m also starting to listen to music all the time, or playing music, or reading. It’s pretty nice.

I packed my bass in preparation for the exchange tomorrow.

Ate two of Dylan’s guacamole packs. Really delicious. Probably not raw, Nomad later informs me. Oh well.

I played some acoustic today, which is easier on my fingers than the bass. I feel my guitar skills going up, yay!

Texted back and forth with two girls today. Called them, neither picked up. Oh well.

Saw an ad on Craig’s List looking for inexperienced bartenders. I might go for that. Also saw another ad for two free weeks of free massage classes. I might go for that as well. With these two skills under my belt, I’m invincible!

August 12

puahaha — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 09:19:00 +0000

My bass was supposedly delivered and we supposedly weren’t home. I called UPS and Nomad and I drove to the center to pick it up. I pick it up but there’s no amp! It turns out I misread the eBay auction, they listed an “amp cable”. I thought they just didn’t use punctuation. pwn’d.

We went shopping for burning man. I found a pink fur coat for $5. Very happy about that, though it kinda smells like BO. Oh well, what can you do. I sprayed it down with Febreeze.

Went to raw supermarket, saw a girl on my way in. Went straight up to her, no hesitation, horse girl. Midway she stops me and walks off. I patted myself on the back for going in without hesitation.

Since I needed an amp I went to the Guitar Center. I parked next to a wall in a dark parking lot. As I backed out alongside the wall, I scraped up against a short yellow pole. Fuck. Now I can hide a midget next to my car.

No longer confident about my driving, I drove very cautiously. Determined to overcome my overcautiousness, I pushed myself to drive more recklessly. A light is about to turn red, so I floor it. I don’t make it, and I see a flashes. Fuck. I stopped on the crosswalk, so with luck that means I didn’t get a ticket.

No longer in the mood to go out, I went to Drew’s place and played with my new bass and amp. Drew points out some flaws with my bass so we’re going to exchange it. The bass is a lot harder on my fingers than an acoustic.

I left in a much better mood. I love my bass.

So little e-mail

puahaha — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 21:53:00 +0000

I’ve unsubscribed from almost all mailing lists, canceled most of my online accounts, and other crap that sends me mail. Nowadays I get so little e-mail that I can probably get away with checking it once or twice a day. I’m going to try doing that. In the past, I always have my gmail open on one tab. Now, I’m going to keep it closed and only check it when I remember to. Hopefully it won’t be ever five minutes.

August 11

puahaha — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 12:36:00 +0000

Called the casting people again, left them a message. He calls me back and tells me they’re casting Wednesday and Thursday. I’ll probably be set up for Thursday, but he’ll let me know tomorrow. I hope I get cast!

Did more No More Mr. Nice Guy stuff.

Watched Happy People with Nomad. Funny movie, but it made Nomad depressed. I’ve never seen him depressed. One topless video conference later and he’s feeling better.

I started watching the Kubrick films, starting with The Killing. Perhaps in time I’ll come to appreciate it as the masterpiece everyone says it is.

Practiced a lot of guitar.

At a raw supermarket today, saw a girl. Horse girl, she forgives me. I went into rapport because I was nervous. She tries to get away but I tease her for some comment she makes. I go for the number but she says she has a boyfriend. I whip out 8 girlfriends but fumble and choke. Awkward.

Brad came by to check on the air conditioner situation. He buys a bunch of fans and other stuff to help us out. We’ll see how well it works tomorrow.

My bass arrives tomorrow!

August 10

puahaha — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 02:24:00 +0000

I called eight girls. Zero picked up.

Nomad, Drew, and I got drunk and jammed on guitar all night. It was great. I puked.