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Food establishments visited: three (3)
Mar. 27th, 2003 02:37 pm[03:27:49] curriguy: i honestly am SO Ddfrunk
[03:27:56] curriguy: ive confronted every goddamn issue in my life
[03:27:57] Snail of DEATH: hehehehe
[03:28:05] Snail of DEATH: yea? how'd all that work out?
[03:28:19] curriguy: iuttt boilss down to iam afraid of commitment
[03:28:24] curriguy: oif ANY sort
[03:37:39] curriguy: so if i ever appear like the flakiest worst guy, IM SORRY
[03:37:44] curriguy: its the way im wired
Thats Nick, and I'm pretty sure he didn't read my last livejournal entry... its just coincidental.
Anyway, my Wednesday:
Around 15:00 I saw the movie "Willard" with Anna. The white rat in the movie that controls all the black rats? Totally racist. Hehe. Anyway, interesting movie.
From there I proceeded down to Laguna Beach to eat at Taco Loco with Angelique. After we each spent half an hour looking for parking (and unbeknownst to us at the time, ended up parking right next to eachother) we were joined by Angelique's friend Eddie and partook of Taco Loco. ::drool::
The three of us then proceeded to Chain Reaction for the show there.
Arriving at the venue I was immediately hailed by the band Solemite regarding the shirt I was wearing "Locale AM rocks! They're from our home town!" Followed shortly by "did you see them play with Sum41?" to which I of course respeonded "uh I helped put on that show." As to my explanation that I'm with Entertainment Council at UC Davis, they were like "you mean like The Lounge?" and I was like "yea exactly" and they were like "oh we did that once like three years ago" and it was all around pretty cool.
Anyway then I was told by someone else that the show was sold out. And of course I was the only one out there who hadn't already bought a ticket. Upon inquiring if the rumours were true at the box office window however, The Man, said he had one ticket left. Which I promptly purchased. So that scare was only momentary.
The show was pretty cool. I was there for Solemite, Suburban Legends, and Mustard Plug. A bunch of the old suburban legends regulars were there, Bubba, Roxy, Fil, Michelle and of course OC Ska Joe. Eric from The List was there I believe; we'd planned on meeting up there, but I never ran into him. )=
Angelique, Eddie and I returned thereafter back to Laguna Beach, where my car had remained. Bidding them adieu I set off to return home. Needless to say my evening was just begining at that point.
Approaching the El Toro onramp onto The Five, I discovered there was an In-n-out there that had not previously been there. It sounded like a good idea at the time so I pulled into the parkinglot and attempting to exercise some freestyle parking in the lot. Egressing my car I was very disappointed to find that my parking job looked completely mundane, I proceeded to order a double-double, consume it, and head off on my way again, innocently thinking that was the last I'd hear of that little experience...
Passing by the Diedrichs off La Paz around 12:30, I remembered that everyone had still been there at that time the previous day, so I looked over at the diedrichs as I passed and sure enoguh there were people sitting in front of it. This is two hours after the place closes mind you.
So I swing into the lot and join them. The group at this point consists of Alyssa, Jobee, Jobee's Ex, and another guy who kinda reminds me of Silent Bob, only he wasn't as silent, and had a goatie. The whole group soon resolves to head off to Dee-oh-Ay (Dennys Off Alicia).
Arriving there we spend most of the time plotting revenge on Alyssa's Apartmentmate. This actually involved a diagram of the apartment. Quote of the evening, by the silent bob character: "what does that spell?" Alyssa: "what? K (Kitchen) .. L (Living Room) .. A (Alyssa's room) .. N (Nikki's room)... uhhh shit."
And then as we were loitering out front preparing to arrive, who should arrive but the girl who had been working at the in-n-out; who of course recognized me.. so yea now I'm the guy who shows up at every late night food establishment. fifty points to me.
Number of people who have asked me "is that a tattoo?" regarding the phone number on my arm total thus far, in completely seperate incidents: 3
Hours in county: 117
[03:27:56] curriguy: ive confronted every goddamn issue in my life
[03:27:57] Snail of DEATH: hehehehe
[03:28:05] Snail of DEATH: yea? how'd all that work out?
[03:28:19] curriguy: iuttt boilss down to iam afraid of commitment
[03:28:24] curriguy: oif ANY sort
[03:37:39] curriguy: so if i ever appear like the flakiest worst guy, IM SORRY
[03:37:44] curriguy: its the way im wired
Thats Nick, and I'm pretty sure he didn't read my last livejournal entry... its just coincidental.
Anyway, my Wednesday:
Around 15:00 I saw the movie "Willard" with Anna. The white rat in the movie that controls all the black rats? Totally racist. Hehe. Anyway, interesting movie.
From there I proceeded down to Laguna Beach to eat at Taco Loco with Angelique. After we each spent half an hour looking for parking (and unbeknownst to us at the time, ended up parking right next to eachother) we were joined by Angelique's friend Eddie and partook of Taco Loco. ::drool::
The three of us then proceeded to Chain Reaction for the show there.
Arriving at the venue I was immediately hailed by the band Solemite regarding the shirt I was wearing "Locale AM rocks! They're from our home town!" Followed shortly by "did you see them play with Sum41?" to which I of course respeonded "uh I helped put on that show." As to my explanation that I'm with Entertainment Council at UC Davis, they were like "you mean like The Lounge?" and I was like "yea exactly" and they were like "oh we did that once like three years ago" and it was all around pretty cool.
Anyway then I was told by someone else that the show was sold out. And of course I was the only one out there who hadn't already bought a ticket. Upon inquiring if the rumours were true at the box office window however, The Man, said he had one ticket left. Which I promptly purchased. So that scare was only momentary.
The show was pretty cool. I was there for Solemite, Suburban Legends, and Mustard Plug. A bunch of the old suburban legends regulars were there, Bubba, Roxy, Fil, Michelle and of course OC Ska Joe. Eric from The List was there I believe; we'd planned on meeting up there, but I never ran into him. )=
Angelique, Eddie and I returned thereafter back to Laguna Beach, where my car had remained. Bidding them adieu I set off to return home. Needless to say my evening was just begining at that point.
Approaching the El Toro onramp onto The Five, I discovered there was an In-n-out there that had not previously been there. It sounded like a good idea at the time so I pulled into the parkinglot and attempting to exercise some freestyle parking in the lot. Egressing my car I was very disappointed to find that my parking job looked completely mundane, I proceeded to order a double-double, consume it, and head off on my way again, innocently thinking that was the last I'd hear of that little experience...
Passing by the Diedrichs off La Paz around 12:30, I remembered that everyone had still been there at that time the previous day, so I looked over at the diedrichs as I passed and sure enoguh there were people sitting in front of it. This is two hours after the place closes mind you.
So I swing into the lot and join them. The group at this point consists of Alyssa, Jobee, Jobee's Ex, and another guy who kinda reminds me of Silent Bob, only he wasn't as silent, and had a goatie. The whole group soon resolves to head off to Dee-oh-Ay (Dennys Off Alicia).
Arriving there we spend most of the time plotting revenge on Alyssa's Apartmentmate. This actually involved a diagram of the apartment. Quote of the evening, by the silent bob character: "what does that spell?" Alyssa: "what? K (Kitchen) .. L (Living Room) .. A (Alyssa's room) .. N (Nikki's room)... uhhh shit."
And then as we were loitering out front preparing to arrive, who should arrive but the girl who had been working at the in-n-out; who of course recognized me.. so yea now I'm the guy who shows up at every late night food establishment. fifty points to me.
Number of people who have asked me "is that a tattoo?" regarding the phone number on my arm total thus far, in completely seperate incidents: 3
Hours in county: 117
