So life’s like the old school arcade game Dragon’s Lair. The point is to learn from all the times you die in the game and progress to the end before you run out of quarters…

I guess at worst I can say I feel slighted. And when you take a step back and think about it, it isn’t all that bad/serious. I guess you can chalk it up to my inability to not take anything personally. Does that make me sensative? I figure if someone close to you calls you fake and a prude, they’re entitled to their opinion, right? And let’s not forget the passive aggressive, indirect method delivery of the sting. Which was fresh the night before, and now duller the morning after. By tomorrw, I’ll be right as rain.

Everytime I read something and I think it pertains to me, that song You're So Vain by Carly Simon's plays in my head.

Crap.

Maybe this is how you felt at one point. But really it doesn’t matter. All that matters is how I feel right now.

I woke up this morning with a dead-arm. Apparently I had fallen asleep with my right arm under my pillow, in just the perfect angle to cut off the blood flow causing it to become totally numb. So when I rolled over to hit snooze on my alarm clock, I felt my shoulder move, but then my totally lifeless appendage swung up and smacked me in the face. The ultimate betrayal.

I feel the same way about it. On one hand, part of my actions is a form of that oh-so-cowardly behavior of self-preservation. On the other hand, relationships are sort of a two way street, or double edged sword or whatever the cliché is.

My first reaction is to give up.

That's not now things will end.

So! It's been about a year. To be honest with you, part of the reason I haven't been updating this blog is because I couldn't sign in. I got all my logins and passwords and email addresses mixed up. Regardless. I'm back, and I'm going to try to be more consistent.

First things first. Kayleen's Birthday Extravaganza! Got sushi then migrated to The Vault where it was karaoke night. I think this picture sums up the night fairly accurately.



Then came Vegas. My credit card hurts after all the times I had to swipe it, but it was well worth it. Let's try to sum the trip up.

Alvin and I with the birthday girl and her pimp cup.

Some shenanigans going on at the hotel before we headed out.



And, the flasks. You couldn’t ask for a better “accessory” then 8 oz of chilled Krikland Vodka at your hip at all times.

Went to Vegas. Maybe I’ll post more about that another time. For now, here’s one picture that I think sums up the entire trip.



Anyhoo. Went to the beach today. Finally picked up a bodyboard.



You can tell I’m psyched by the way I’m tenderly caressing my new toy.

Anyways, the day became 100% better after we all munched on hotdogs, and choked down a terrible concoction of rum and 7up. When we ran out of soda, Bobby and I searched the beach for people we could pawn some sort of chaser from. We pilfered a Diet 7up from a rotund lady who looked like she didn’t need it. When we ran out of that, we diluted it with bottled water. Not a good idea.

Other then that, we had fun splashing in the wonderfully bright and clean California beach water.



Right next to a power plant. I have no idea if it’s active, but it had to have been at one point, which is was still slightly unnerving. But that wasn’t even the highlight.



A trip down to Garden Grove was in order. And what else is K Town good for besides plastic surgery and Korean BBQ?



Those slices of meat wrapped up were just oh so awesome. And it was all you can eat. For $17!

I won't rant and rave about how awesome it was. But while we were there, I picked up a little present for myself.



Soju = teh sex