***WEEKEND RECAP***
So Friday night a few of my co-workers and I went to Buca Di Beppo. None of my gay co-workers went so we did not have a gaytastic time. We still had fun however. We were noisy and acted like retards and got into a shouting match with the table next to us.
They were having some kind of pre-bachelor party dinner or something. They were making toasts to all kinds of retarded things and then someone from our party, PJ (a co-workers friend), stood up to make a toast of his own. He decided to make a toast to the groom-to-be's mother. They didn't see the humor. Needless to say PJ was a source of great entertainment throughout the night. PJ ROCKS!!!
Psycho Bitch decided to invite herself to our little outing. Using a name like Psycho Bitch may warrant an explanation but it is a long and complicated story and since this is a diary about current events I won't go into ancient history. So Psycho Bitch also provided some entertainment. She is under 21 so her being there means we are severely limited in the kinds of establishments that we can enter. Of course this does not mean that the little slut puppy doesn't manage to get a hold of enormous amounts of alcohol. So she basically made a drunken ass of herself. Now I am going to have to hear about it all week from my co-workers.
After dinner I decided to head back to the East Bay because I knew that Psycho Bitch was just going to get worse. I had to go to Fat Joe's birthday party anyway. It was at some dive bar in San Leandro. There were a lot of thugz and homiez. I went home early.
Saturday I went to Mari's birthday party in Millbrae. Here are some pictures if you want to see them, PARTAY.
Afterwards I had to drive back to Turlock to go to a family friend's retirement party. There were a bunch of fat hairy mexican guys there who only button their shirts up half way and wear big gold chains. I hope I don't end up like that one day.
I was going to spend Sunday working on banners and other stuff for my diary but I got a call from The Funk and he asked me to make a CD for Junebug. He wanted a bunch of love songs. I guess he wants to make a CD for his wedding. So I spent the day downloading mp3's and ripping songs off of my CDs. I had to cut the list down to 159 mp3s as the CD wouldn't hold any more. I waited until 7:30pm to drive home because it was so damn hot. Even when I left at that time it was 85 degrees outside. Turlock truley is hell.
8:31 a.m. - 2002-07-29
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