Pizza, Celeste and Asians...

Listening to Xzibit. The first one, not that other bullshit the attempted to pass off as decent music. ... I don't know who T is but wetness can be fantastic. ... So just because you're from a bogus ass podunk town in the middle of a fucking orchard and surrounded by dirt and littered with the remnants of dirtiness doesn't give you the right to be a motherfucking lunatic. You're not that fine to be opening your mouth like your intelligent or to be disrespecting people in a vehicle that doesn't belong to you and when you're drunk ass is receiving a ride in a city you don't know from the any other in the country. Bitches ... yes, bitches ... who act as such are liable to be socked in the eyeball and/or be felt up by my drunk friends. Because basically, you're asking to be treated like just another jumpoff when you decide you wanna be high and mighty and act like your nose belongs in the air. Bluntly, if my FATHER wasn't driving, you woulda had your skinny ass left in downtown San Francisco at 2:30 in the morning, leaving you completely open to be accosted by homeless men. ... With all that being said, I think I had one of the dopest nights of my life that same night. I've been sworn to secrecy on some of the events of the evening, but I will say that no one should be afraid to throw up at 4 a.m. on a massage therapist who is fresh off the boat from Vietnam or Korea or the Phillipines or wherever the fuck else people with those skills come from. ... Pizza by the slice can save the day. ... Celeste ... hmmmm ... not sure where to go with that. I had a lot of fun, though. ... Sometimes it's better to leave things untold to the rest of the inquiring public. ... Alex played the nice guy role to perfection. ... I'm surprised no one lost their phone. That seems to be one of the things that usually happens when the drunk nights happen. ... Sometimes people are quiet because they observe everything you do. And sometimes those same people are not judgemental enough to form snap opinions about you. But sometimes, you do shit enough times that it becomes just who you are and not that person forming a judgement based on a night or two. And sometimes, just sometimes, that person who is observing is smart enough to realize that that is who you are, not an annomoly or freak occurance. So don't get pissy when they call you on it, kid. ... Being drunk is fine. Being sloppy and not being able to stand is stupid. ... A girl told me this yesterday ... "When I call, you answer. Period." ... Amber lagged. ... If you seriously can't tell me what's going on in the world we live in, that's selfish. Your news isn't the only news that matters, especially when we're in a depression and people are losing their jobs. Without being able to read the writing on the wall, you're bound to be blindsided. ... I'll be in Houston soon. ... I'll be in Dallas soon after. ... I can't wait to be back in Phoenix. ... I can't wait to be back in the Bay. ... I can't wait to be back with my dudes. ... I'm done now. ... Listening to something off Mike Cameron's iPod. ... Be cool and look in the mirror.