Well, i've been debating wheter of not to post about this weekend for pretty much the whole weekend. It just seems like lately everything has been so negative and this weekend was no different. It kind of sucks to come here and not have good things to tell you about. On the other hand this is kind of like therapy in that I can let all the negative stuff spill out on the diary and then move on.
So Friday I went home from work and jumped in my other car to head over to The Lab. We were all meeting there so take off to Aroma's for The Funk's birthday dinner. I won't go into my feeling about Aroma's, the food there, or what I think of the bartender since I've already done that on several occasions. Angie is behind the bar, of course. The Funk wouldn't have wanted to go there if she wasn't. We had a mediocre meal at best. Angie gave us a free round of drinks which was nice. Of course she knows that The Funk is in love with her and would give her an insane tip when we left so it's not like she really did it out of the goodness of her heart.
After dinner we all went to the bar area for some drinks. The Funk was all up in Angie's shiznit. Fern started going around trying to talk everyone into pitching in to take The Funk to a massage parlor. I cut him off and made it clear that I didn't want to hear it. He got the hint and stayed away from me.
Oh, I forgot to tell you that one of the strippers at Boy's Toys called The Funk while we were having dinner. The Funk handed the phone to Allen and she told him to make sure that we stopped by the ATM before we came over. She couldn't wait to see us, i'm sure. IIt seems that The Funk and Buddha went to scope out the stip clubs earlier in the week to pick the best spot for everyone to go. One of the strippers at Boy's Toys, being a good little business girl, smelled money and decided to get extra friendly with The Funk and convinced him to bring us all there. Apparetly she even went out to dinner with The Funk on Thursday. He had asked me if he could stop by my office after work on Thursday because he wanted to take an impression of the strippers teeth. I guess she had asked him to make her some bleaching trays and retainers, which he agreed to do for free. I don't know if they ever stopped by the office or not because I just left without calling him. So back to their Thurday night "date". They went to dinner at some expensive retaurant, then afterwards she took him back to her work and danced for him. She did charge him for all of the lap dances that night.
So now back to Friday night. We left Aroma's and went to Boy's Toys, I didn't stop by any damn ATM. When we showed up at Boy's Toys the girl at the front desk was extra happy to see us. She even let us all in without charging us the cover, since we were the sucker that they had been waiting for all week. As soon as we get to the actuall bar/strip area we are greeted by one of the bouncers. He apologized and said that they only had room in the VIP section for our group, and it would cost us $100 plus a minimum bar tab (I didn't hear the amount).
Let the raping begin...Before we could even sit down we were flooded with we were pounced upon by a flock of scantily clad hoes. I brushed them off as best I could and settled in on a nice comfy section of the couch. I did order a sprite (yummy sprite) that cost me $5. That was the only money that I spent at the stip club. So The Funk's "girlfriend", I believe her "name" was Sasha, finally showed her skanky ass. The Funk was all excited. He was like, "look everyone it's my girlfriend!". Everyone just kind of looked at each other like, "yeah she was just that other guys girlfriend like 5 seconds ago..." The Funk pulled out a huge roll of cash. We are talking some serious money here, all in $20's. She squeeled in delight like the little money pig that she is, her dumbass of the night had finally showed up. I felt very sorry for The Funk and really wanted to just get up and leave. I knew that this girl was going to grind every dollar out of him that she could. I can't really blame her for it. I mean, that is her job.
I must have had a look of disgust on my face because she came up to me and asked me what was wrong. I told her that nothing was wrong but I know that I didn't do a very good job of making it sound like it was true. She said that she could make me happy and tried to get on my lap. I told her no thanks and that she should move on to someone else. She said, "look don't be mad at me." And I told her not to worry about it, but move on. My friend Mike said lets get the hell out of here, and I agreed. As I got up to leave the skank hoe grabbed my arm and said, "I don't want you to leave mad, come back to the couch, give me some money and I'll make you happy." I told her no thank you again and kept walking. She ran up and grabbed my arm again and said, "Hey, for the right price i'll be your girlfriend too. Just give me your name and number and we can talk later."
At this point I snapped. I started shouting at her. "Listen...You don't need to know my name or anything else about me! You're not going to get one fucking dollar out of me so give it up already you stupid fucking bitch!" I yanked my arm away from her and stormed out of there, waiting for the first bouncer to try and touch me on the way out. They all just got out of the way, thankfully. I went home, went poop, and went to bed.
Saturday I didn't do much. I went to Todai to have lunch with The Funk and his family. Neither one of us mentioned the previous night. There is a good chance that he got so drunk that he doesn't remember many details from the night before. Todai's was the shiznit. I love eating there. After lunch The Funk said he had to go home and take a nap because he didn't get home until 5am that morning. He said he would call me later so we could go out or something. I said, yeah sure.
I spent the rest of the day lounging around the house. I watched "Sweet Hereafter", it's a great movie. I also watched TV with the chihuahuas. I was hoping that The Funk wouldn't call me because I really wanted to watch Purple Rain at The Aquarius Theater that night. He didnt' call and I got to see Purple Rain. It was great watching the movie in a theater again. It made me think back to when i saw it for the first time in San Diego. I was with my cousin Claudia and a couple of her friends. I guess it was like a double date. I forgot her boyfriends name but the girl she brought along was named Marissa. I was only like 10 years old but my cousin and her friends were older. I was fascinated by Marissa's large chi-chi's. They were amazing. She actually spent the night at my cousin's house that night. Her and my cousin slept on the top bunk and I slept on the botton. Marissa snored worse than my dad! It was so horrible. Ack!
Anyway, I spend Sunday cleaning my room and the bathroom. I only watched one football game, the 49er and the Cheifs. I tried to watch the Soprano's but my roommate's friends came over and they brought their little kid. The show was way to graphic to have on while the kid was there so I had to change the channel. It was a damn good show too. Somebody actually got whacked finally.
I had Monday off from work so I layed around in bed all day and listened to music. I really love doing that. Just laying there listening to music. Music is such a big part of my life. I constantly have to be listening to it. Right now I'm in my office and I'm listening to Musiq's new album. Monday evening I went to Arnie's house to watch Monday Night Football. The Raiders won!!! Yay!!! I thought they were going to let me down and lose again. The Funk was there. He said that his skank hoe stripper girlfriend called him on Satuday night and wanted him to come back to the strip club and to bring all his friends. He couldn't go because his real girlfriend, Kim, had him on lockdown or something. I hope he realizes that this girl is just looking to make as much money off of him as possible. Oh well, it's his life and he is free to do what he wants with it. He just better not ask me to be near that bitch again.
I just want to make sure that it is clear that I do not have a problem with strippers in general. I just don't like this particular person and I am sure I would feel the same way about them if she was a rocket scientist and taking advantage of my friend.
10:28 a.m. - 2002-11-12
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