Not much exciting happened this weekend. Georgey Porgey's fiance, Twee, had her bachelorette party on Saturday so the guys had to take him out for the night.
We went to have dinner in Menlo Park. We walked up and down Santa Cruz Ave to check out all the restaurants before deciding. We finally decided on this great Japanese restaurant called Juban. It's a Yakiniku style restaurant. If you have ever been to a Korean BBQ place, it's the same concept where you grill your own food at the table. They have great grills there that suck the smoke downward so the smell doesn't get all in your clothes and hair.
You can order different meats or seafood to grill ala carte or you can order special combinations PER PERSON. So it's kinda like a family style place but kinda not. Anyway, The Funk went crazy and ordered a shitstorm of combination plates and soups and everything else on the menu. So I guess it was decided for us that we were eating family style even though I made it very fucking clear that I did not want to eat family style and would be ordering my own food ala carte! Then he ordered a few bottles of unfiltered sake without asking if anyone wanted it.
I am not anti-family style eating completely, but when it needs to be done it should be a democratic process. You cannot have a family style dictator at the table. It completely ruins the meal for me, even if the food is great. I mean, I love eating pizza but if someone showed up at my front door and demanded that I eat pizza that night even though I had already settled on spaghetti, I would be pretty fucking pissed.
So, the meat is being grilled and the topic of conversation turns to a lady that was sitting at the front bar eating by herself. Buddha had said that he thought she was an actress but couldn't remember her name or what movies she had been in. Then at the table Buddha said he thought her first name was Lynn. With that The Funk started yelling "LYNN...LYNN...HEY LYNN" She didn't budge but that didn't stop The Funk from continuing with his act. Vic joined him too. They started talking really loudly about what movies they had seen her in, even though they didn't have a clue who she was. They were staying stupid shit like they had seen her in a porno, that she was Halle Berry or Vanessa Williams. I told them they were ruining her dinner and just because she might be a celebrity they had no right to do that. They just got pissed at me like I did something wrong.
After dinner we found out she was Lynn Whitfield. She was in The Josephine Baker Story, Eve's Bayou and a few other movies.
We took off to look for a place to hang out after dinner and The Funk insisted that we go to the bar/"club" at the Crowne Plaza hotel. Bar/"clubs" in hotels are so nasty and for old people, yo! There were a bunch of old ladies there getting down to Rick James' Superfreak and shit. The reason he wanted us to go there was because there was a waitress there that he wanted everyone to see. He flirts with her and he wanted everyone to watch her flirt back with him. Wow, a cocktail waitress who flirts! I've never met one of those! Tell me when she actually wraps her lips around your cock dude.
What a great fucking night. I could have gone to the city and kicked it with this girl that I have been trying to hook up with for the past 2 months. She is a stewardess so she is hardly ever in the area on weekends. She had called me right before I left the house to ask me to go out with her and her friends. They were going to the city because KFOG was having some kind of concert on piers 30-32. I went to this concert last year and they had some great Southern Comfort Hurricanes. I got so trashed. If only she had told me earlier in the week I would have never agreed to go out with the guys. I just can't bring myself to ditch people when something better comes up. I don't want anyone to think of me as a jerk.
Sunday I had to attend two baptisms. One in Daly City and the other in South City. They both had their reception together in San Bruno.
After the first baptism I went into the city for lunch at Lori's Diner. Princess started IMing me on my cell phone. She was telling me about how she was going to fuck her friend Rob. She somehow thinks that I enjoy hearing about how some other dude is going to get a piece of her ass. Here is a little tip ladies: men don't want to hear about how you are giving it up to other men! If you do this, you better believe that he will fuck you and drop you like a bad habit if given the chance. And if not given the chance in a timely manner he will drop you like a bad habit anyway, cause who wants to hang out with a bitch who's giving it up to everyone but you and rubbing it in your face?
8:08 a.m. - 2003-05-12
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