most people would complain that their weekends are too short. i don't know if it's just the 3-day memorial weekend or if it's because i've never had so much free time in a long time, but damn, this weekend seems hella long.

friday quinn took me to go see dashboard confessional at the troubador. i don't know how the hell we got vip passes to hang out in the lounge, but that was pretty cool considering quinn got to watch the basketball game AND the show at the same time. next time we'll remember to come at 10pm even though the tickets say 8pm. i was ready to stick pencils in me ears listening to this duo right before dashboard confessional came on. not to mention we had to sit next to the drunken dumbass who was cussing everyone out. F.U. you M.F.

i spent some of saturday hanging out with my brother at the mall and barnes and noble. plans to see breakestra that night fell through so i ended up kickin it at my cousin's house with him and a bunch of his friends.

now sunday was just plain crazy. the bbq at frank's house started getting out of hand when someone brought up the idea of playing jackass. the prize money started at $120 and shot up to $205. we tried to convince teabags to jump in the recycling bin, let us tape him up securely, and then roll him down the 200 ft drop hill. considering is was more than he made in a week, we still weren't able to convince him. it didn't help that the slope was rough terrain full of out of control vines and bushes. shoot. i would have done it if they gave me pillows for extra padding.

how the hell do you not remember if you made out with someone or not? apparently a friend of mine found out yesterday that she made out with this one particular guy at a party 5 years ago - IN FRONT OF EVERYONE! i mean, you gotta be hella intoxicated to not remember about it and the funny thing is she kept complaining afterward how this guy was telling all his friends that they had a "thing" going on and she did nothing but rant and rave about how guys can come up with some insane idea that there's something there when there really isn't. well, maybe he mistook the tongue goin down his throat, or maybe the fact that they were putting on some soft porn for everyone at a party, or maybe it was the groping (wait, was there any groping involved?). and this whole time she thought she gave him the impression that they were just friends. ahh, yes, i think i'll play the "what-did-i-do" innocence card. crazy chick.

i met ernie reyes, jr. last night at the sunset room. for those who don't know, he was that filipino guy in the teenage mutant ninja turtles movie back in the 80s. i know he's in some other karate/kickboxing type movie but i can't remember. i honestly wouldn't have known it was him until his friend mentioned it. he looks so different. kristine was making fun of him b/c she said he didn't even wait for the 2 day rule before calling. i had 4 missed calls from him after the club. not to mention he called again past 3 a.m. asking me if i wanted to grab some food. omg! i was already in bed sleeping.

i think he's gay.

this past weekend was a trip. aside from mel and nani tying the knot, we all found out shirl's pregnant! i saw a bunch of the old school uci crew and most importantly my old roomie jill. i've missed her considering the last time i saw her was 4 years ago at my graduation. all in all, the wedding was a huge success and it was by far the rowdiest reception ever. from mel and nani doing their choreographed retro earth wind & fire first dance, to kevin doing his strip tease on a chair on the dance floor, to the whole room of guests screaming and competing for the centerpieces, to the fire alarm going off twice. i have to admit it was the first wedding i've been to that didn't play any slow jams but instead greenday and blink 182.

oh my gosh, my mom is so weird. she was calling me from the kitchen earlier telling me to "hurry up! come look!". i run over there and she's standing over the sink squishing the lactaid container to flatten it and points to the circular spout which was bent into some deformed oval. she says, "doesn't it look like the mouth on the mask from the movie scream???"

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trip to the mall with my mom:

º chevron gas to fill up my tank: $15

º mac lip liner and lip gloss: $23

º spending quality time with my mom talking about love and the fate of my future over a CPK dinner: priceless

i had to super glue my toenail back on. pretty picture, no? i stubbed it the other night at the club and it cracked down the middle. luckily the meat wasn't showing so i just dabbed a little blotch of super glue and it's like brand new again. well, except for the blood clot starting to form underneath.

my stomach's been giving me massive problems lately. the other night i yacked 3 times and fell asleep with a heating pad to my stomach. maybe it's the 4 strips of bacon i eat every morning or maybe it's the jar of peanuts i scarfed down at frank's house the other day. i wonder if it could be from all the boba i eat. OH MY GOSH! WHAT IF I HAVE SARS?! i know stomach problems aren't one of the symptoms, but what if i'm the first case of it? kill me now!

I MET RUBEN STUDDARD!

kristine and i went to las palmas last night and while i was dancing i saw ruben standing there right by the bar. i asked the guy i was dancing with if he'd mind if i went up to ruben and he happily came along with me as i threw myself on ruben. i gave him this big ass hug and told him "you make me melt. i love you!". he probably thought i was on crack, but it was just the alcohol talking. he is so freakin cute!!!

i'm in love...

• is it weird that i found myself crying in the car on my way to work when i found out that luther vandross died? as soon as the song a house is not a home started playing the tears started flowing. i'm such a wus.

• is it weird that i LOVE the smell of wet asphalt? i stood in the early evening drizzle at the target parking lot sniffing up all the wet asphalt my lungs could take. it reminded me of when i was in gradeschool and how i always wanted to stand out in the rain despite the voice of my mom echoing in my head about how i'm just making myself sick. mmm... asphalt...

• is it weird that jen just im'd me "well if i was gay i would fuck you"? no comment.

this guy came into work today and mentioned he was getting married.

guy: yeah, i'm getting married next month and i have so many people to invite. i'll be expecting 40 guests.
me: ... (making an ugly face)
andrea (my coworker): 40?!! that's how many people i have living in my house. you know how mexican families are.

that girl is a trip. if she's not talking about all her pink outfits and what would look "super cute", you can usually find her humming the tune to the main street electrical parade. yup. that's pretty much the only song she sings.