Sunday, July 29, 2012

Drank

Let's see.

MY NEW MONITOR'S GETTING HERE ON WEDNESDAY I think.  Stoked. A lot. I can finally get rid of this 19 inch with my old computer. I have to set it up and wipe the hard drive clean, check the specs and give it a good shower. Someone at work is gonna buy it all. Keyboard + mouse, monitor, everything. I haven't decided how much I'm going to sell it for but this much is certain-- supply and demand.

Friday lived up to my expectations. Little Tokyo didn't happen.
 This is how it works basically:

Social experiment + 0 expectations = Of course you would do that

I figured that would happen, and it did! This gave me time to make a gift ^-^
I wish I had taken a picture of it. It was a cute little taco charm- for a co-worker. When we worked late, we would all go get tacos together to this place he loves at like 1:30 in the morning and hang out til 2. Delicious. They were the real tacos, too. The ones with the little tortillas and the meat with the fresh cilantro and lime on top ALL FRESH AND SHIT RIGHT OFF THE STAND. MMMPF.

Yeah. Taco.

I went to a co-worker's birthday party thing that night at a fancy shmancy hotel in West L.A. I don't even know what that means. It was fun. Carpooled with some people who live around the corner. I got drunky. Actually, I wasn't that drunk, just super dizzy and my tummy felt topsy turvy. It was completely different than that other time I got drunk with co-workers. HAHAH awww that's not funny. :(
Only a few people know about that. Including Rotny. loooooooooooooooooooool.

Oh, I made these.


 Are you alive? Cute, I know. I KNOW.

One of them is a commission, one's mine. MWAHAHAH
The cuttle fish is mine also. 
I don't think it will ever really sink in how great it feels to have people like your creations enough to buy them. I guess it's sort of similar if you have a daughter, and she's really hot and becomes a legit porn star. You can feel sort of good knowing your genetics were decent. Right? Is that.... no? okay.

Back to party thing. Yeah, I don't do parties much. Like ever. The typical dressy occasion for me is a night out at some goth club hoping I don't run into anyone lying through their teeth. It's SO obvious. Entertaining though. And that's my party time.

This was like... normal party. It was nice. Sort of uncomfortable and awkward at first because it was my first time.. heh... and I sort of stuck out like a sore thumb but being around my co-workers make it less weird. I did however wanna punch the bartender in the face. When did eye-fucking become an acceptable thing? Is this a thing now? So blatantly leer and smirk the fuck out of someone in such a suggestive manner like... just.. I don't know. I thought it was rude. Whatevs. Maybe it's just me, but I don't like giving perverts the satisfaction of even engaging eye contact with me.

ugh.

It was fun!
So I got dranky dranky and we all ended up sleeping at my co-worker's place. BUT NOT BEFORE TACO BELL OMGHAD. mmmmmmmmmmm
When we got there I was almost out immediately. They have a super comfy couch ^-^
DnD and I both worked the next morning. Surprisingly, I woke up an hour earlier than what my alarm was set at. When I woke up again I split. Everyone else was out cold. I almost tripped over Tanya. If I had, I would've landed on my head and it would've been really fucking funny. I should've. Good times. I hope they have me over again. They better, they're down the fucking street.






boobs.


Of course, when I drink, I HAVE to cornrow someone's hair. It's beyond my control.





Awww yea.


Also, I think Little Tokyo breakfast club is dead.
Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.