Bonds

No, it's not the kind you tie people up with, nor is the kind where you invest money into, I'm talking about bonding with people. The girls, the staff, the other escorts. I was really starting to look forward to spending time with everybody. Especially my regular who I give a ride to for almost every event. I'm having lots of fun hanging out with some of the other guys who I had met before I started the pagaent.

Since my boss has been on vacation for almost a month, I played hookey from work and went go-karting with the guys that I knew previously. I've been karting at this indoor kart place called gokartracer quite a number of times, so I'm fairly fast on the course. One of the guys has been there a couple of times, and the other has never tried it before. I had to school them on the ways of track, but they learn fast. Next week one of the guys convinced his GF to go gokarting too. Her first session was quite frustrating to her due to some of the other guys on the track that kept bumping her and telling the track marshals that she wasn't pulling over, but by the time we did our 2nd & 3rd session, she was really getting the hang of it and was going much faster. The rest of the guys also were getting alot faster. During my 2nd & 3rd session, I got assigned a really slow kart, so slow that I amazingly didn't finish first in my 3rd session, mostly due to one of the other guys that wouldn't yield to the passing flag after I had lapped him. Now that my boss is back from vacation tomorrow, I won't be taking those extended lunches, but I'll still have enough time to get in a couple of sessions during my normal lunch break.

Next week is pagaent week, so I'll be real busy the entire week. I hear that the girls won't be getting much sleep, nor will I.

Dinner after Lemons

We left the Lemons race early, so I decided to call up B to see if she wanted to hang out. We eventually met up, I took her back to my place and tried out a pork tenderloin recipe she had gotten recently. It was actually a pretty good recipe, except we needed to marinate the meat alot longer in the soy sauce and sake based marinade. The marinade wasn't that strong, and we only marinaded it for about an hour so it didn't penetrate very far through the meat. We watched the dvd Happy Feet that she just bought earlier in the day as we waited for food to cook. It was a nice night. There isn't much more going on than being friends right now, though there's definitely interest on both sides. That's how I want things to move right now, slow. Let's just see how long I can keep things slow until basic needs start taking over.

24 hours of Lemons

I'm way behind on my blogs, so I'll start off with the 24 hours of lemons. Drinking heavily the night before for my birthday, I totally forgot that I had said I'd meet my friend at 8am the next morning to go spectate at the 24 hours of lemons over in Tracy, CA. So I got a call at 8am from my friend who exclaimed "What? You're still asleep!". I convinced him to come pick me up, so I got up got ready, drank some more water to try to shake the hangover off. I started feeling alot better, and grabbed a small cooler for some drinks because it was going to be hot, hot, hot in Tracy.

I got to the race around noon, and was amazed at the craziness going on. 80 cars on the track at the same time meant that there was barely any gaps between all the cars running around the track. There were a couple of hilarious cars racing out there, one had a paper mache statue of the pope riding on top of the rear hatch, a hearst, the mitsubishi (a mitsubishi mirage covered in fake fur) and a bunch of others.

The track was alot faster than we though it would be. It looks like the cars were hitting around 75mph in the back stretch. No facilities for gas, so you need to haul it yourself. There were quite a few tire punctures, a couple of car fires, and alot of dents. It looks like it'll be a fun event when we run it in october. Hopefully it won't be as hot as it was today. It was really scorching out there in the July heat.

Friday the 13th

"Today's friday the 13th!", my friend IM's me.
"Huh? It is? Already? Darn, I didn't even notice that today", I reply back.

As I unpack one of the big Dell boxes that has a server in it, a freaking spider literally jumps out at me from the box. So I do what any strong manly man does, I screamed like a little girl then stomped on it. After scraping the bottom of my shoe against another box, I think to myself I would suck if I encountered an alien species that looked different. I'd probably scream like a little girl again, then grab my shotgun and blast it till it stopped moving.

Office Stalkers

I used to have a previous office stalker, a girl who has a crush on me, but she recently left the company. It was very obvious as well, so obvious that my coworkers would joke around whenever her name would pop up. Actually office stalker is a strong word, since she's too shy / busy to come over to my cube to talk to me. I would see her in the hallway or break room and chit chat every so often.

How did I know she had a crush on me? She let it all out one night during my coworker's going away party. After a few drinks, she admitted it to one of my coworker's wife. Unfortunately they were also trying to hook us up together despite my protests, so I felt a bit awkward as I didn't want to hurt her feelings. But I think she got the hint that night.

Recently at my birthday, one of my friends asked me if so-and-so (really, I forgot his name) talked to me at work. I remember saying that I don't know anybody by that name at work, but my friend told me they met him through another friend and he also works at the same company I do. He also knows who I am, and knows I go to the company gym often. This information started creeping me out, since I really can't think of anybody I know with that name, nor has anybody came up and introduced themselves to me recently. And the fact that he knows I go to the gym kinda creeps me out a bit.

Whoever you are, please introduce yourself to me so I can stop imagining that you're some creepy guy.

Though he might have introduced himself to me before, and I forgot, since I'm horrible at remembering people's names.

Birthday Celebration!

Saturday we celebrated my birthday! I made reservations at Cafe Mum's in San Francisco. All you can eat japanese shabu shabu, is always good, but all you can drink beer and sake sealed the deal. Afterwards, I made plans to go to medjool, a bar / restaraunt in the mission that also has a outdoor sky lounge on the roof for those who couldn't make dinner. We had a blast at cafe mum's, beer and sake bombs were done not only by us, but with people that were sitting at the table next to us. A couple of people never had shabu shabu before, so I had to show them how to do it.

1. Take the vegetables (Mushrooms, lettuce, spinach) and noodles and throw it in the pot.


2. Bring pot to a slow boil


3. Pick up thinly sliced ribeye with chopsticks and place in pot.


4. Use your chopstick-fu to defend your meat from rogue meat thieving chopsticks.


5. Retrieve meat from pot and dip in one of two sauces provided. A ponzo type sauce, or a peanut type sauce (sauce and meat on the left)


6. Eat meat and then take a cup full of sake and hold over cup of beer


7. Scream "I say sake, you say bomb! Sake! Bomb! Sake! Bomb!" then drop cup of sake in cup of beer and down your sake bomb.


8. Stare at amazement that you just downed a whole cup of beer and sake at once.


9. Convince your friends that doing sake bombs are fun.








We made it look so fun, the people from the table next to us wanted to have as much fun as we did..


So they decided to join us for a toast.





Afterwards, we stumbled(Ok, really it was just me) out to the car and headed to medjool in the mission. I did a shot of kamakazi which put me from being very buzzed to drunk. Then somebody bought me a AMF (Adios Mother Fucker) which put me from drunk to very drunk. At that point it was time to go home since I had crossed the threshold from being drunk to feeling a bit sick. I made it home without puking, drank lots of water, and went to bed.

Special thanks to Dani and Ryan who made it all the way from San Jose to join me, and for driving us to medjool and back!

Next thing I knew my phone rings at 8am.
Groggily I answer "Hello?"
Other person on the end of the phone in voice of disbelief, "What? You're still asleep? You're supposed to be at my house by now! I'm coming to pick you up now!"

Ugh, I forgot that I was going to the 24 hours of Lemons to observe with my friend Allen. Of all the days I scheduled things. I drag myself outta bed, drink some more water hoping it'll quell the storm in my stomache and head for the shower.

24 hours of Lemons coming up next.

My Birthday

So my birthday came and went yesterday. I'm now 33 years old, single, living alone. Alone, the key word is. How did my day go? B left me a text message wishing me a happy birthday. But she's busy with a wedding all weekend long, so no time to stop by or meet up with me. My friend Danny's in LA this weekend. One of my sister calls me up to wish me a happy birthday. I haven't heard anything from my other sister nor my parents. Which is odd, since my parents usually call me up and wish me a happy birthday. I called up my ex to see if she wanted to go to lunch, but she was busy too, and already had plans to do something. How funny, as I am writing this, my parents just called me up to wish me a happy belated birthday. Most of the day went to doing nothing. I purchased a nice air compressor from sears on friday, and went to harbor freight to pick up some cheap air tools on saturday. Spent a little bit of time hooking up the new air tools to test if they work. Did a few errands. Got a call from my friend Martha wishing me a happy birthday later on at night.

The only day of the year where it's all about me, me, me, me. It literally was just me. It sucks when there isn't anybody around to lavish all their attention to you. Almost as bad as being alone on valentine's day. Actually worse, cause now you're older.

I really shouldn't be complaining, I have a few good friends who care about me, a family that does too. I make good money, have my own place. But this is my first year living alone without a girlfriend. So far I've been through one thanksgiving, one christmas, one new year's, one valentine's, and now one birthday living alone. I guess I've now made it through all the major holidays and annual events. Christmas and thanksgiving isn't too bad since I usually spend time with family, but man, new year's, valentine's and my birthday really sucks without anyone.

But I really shouldn't be complaining, I'm planning on celebrating my birthday this saturday so that most of the people I know can make it.