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Subject:It's Past 4 AM. Why Am I Writing This?
Time:03:54 am


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So just a few hours ago, T, Geney, Rog and I were getting plowed at the neighborhood karaoke joint when this table of about 20 Japanese people next to us start singing the happy birthday song.

This was normal enough. What wasn't normal was the birthday boy - this blonde Japanese guy with an orange tan - started taking his shirt off. The table kept chanting, presumably in the hopes he'd take it all off. We couldn't figure out if this was a typical Japanese thing, but we shrugged and assumed he was wearing one of those loincloth thongs underneath. He unbuttoned his jeans, then hesitated, and next thing you know, the whole bar was chanting in an effort to convince this dude to give up the pants.

Suddenly he pointed to his buddy on stage, who had initiated the singing of the happy birthday song. Next thing you know, the buddy jumps on a chair and rips his t-shirt off. Then he unzips his pants and takes them off too. At this point I realize he is wearing colored man panties. Everybody's still pounding the tables and screaming in Japanese, trying to get this guy to take it to the next level; but I'm thinking this is not a good idea. He spins around and bends over and pulling his man panties into the crack of his Japanese ass, and the birthday group howls with laughter.

I turn around and I see Rog repeating his lines to our waitress from when he used to appear in a series of ramen commercials in Japan. The spots consisted of him and three other actors donned in Power Ranger-type costumes firing hunger beams at Japanese kids, filling them with a powerful urge to consume instant ramen.

An hour later I'm clicking my heels like a Leprechaun on a street corner to convince them I'm not drunk. But I most likely was.

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Tagged by sardonicasshole

1. Total number of books owned:

200. Give or take 50 books.

2. The last book I bought:

Robin Baker - Sperm Wars

3. The last book I read:

Haruki Murakami - Norwegian Wood

4. Five books that mean a lot to me:

1. The Bible
2. War and Peace
3. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
4. The Grapes Of Wrath
5. The Social Animal


5. Tag five people out:

I'm pretty sure I'm the last person to have filled out this thing.


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Subject:El Dorado Party.
Time:11:20 pm
On Friday I went to this party over at El Dorado and had a really swell time.

Apparently it was for the Asian-American indie film "Saving Face." But I forgot about this as soon as there was a Stoli on the rocks in my left hand. And at about that moment of forgetfulness, I started talking to this guy Teddy, who happened to know a mutual female friend in San Fran:

TEDDY: So you're going to go out and see the movie first thing tomorrow right?

ME: ... Star Wars?

At this point, Cat jumped in. When I first met Cat, she struck me as a quiet and shy girl; so I was shocked to find out later that she's a hardcore networker. "That girl knows fucking everybody," is how my entertainment industry friends describe her.

CAT: Not Star Wars. Teddy's movie, Saving Face. This whole party is for people to come out and support the movie.

TEDDY: It's on the posters all over the place.

ME: Heck, I just came to get drunk.

CAT: Be nice.

Cat made it seem as if I was trying to be a dick, but I seriously did come for the overpriced vodka. And I had no idea Teddy was associated with the film. When she called it "Teddy's movie," I wondered if he was the writer/director, and I felt kinda bad, and was going to make sure I didn't hurt the guy's feelings. But when I later found out that he was not only the producer of "Saving Face", but also "Hitch," I didn't feel bad at all. As I write this, the dude's probably snorting blow off an aspiring actress's tits on a king-sized mattress made of cash.

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It turned out to be an enjoyable party. I ran into people I hadn't seen in eons. People who now have different careers, different boyfriends, different breasts, etc. I ran into Livejournal people. I ran into non-Livejournal people who read my Livejournal. I ran into some buddies who just got back from a Scandinavian trip and wouldn't stop raving about the women in Reykjavik.

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This has nothing to do with the party, but it's easily the best Obese Cat vs Small Dog fight I've seen. Ever.


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