Wow. It’s 4 AM. I have to be at Chris and Brandon’s place at 7:30 to go on TAK Retreat. That gives me a little under three hours of sleep. Yay! (Assuming I go to sleep now, that is. But I’m going to stay up for a bit and write up a post about my day.)
Woke up of my own volition at 8 again this morning. I don’t know why. It’s starting to hurt. My previous post describes pretty well what I did all morning.
Went over to Jenny’s place to watch Air with her. It’s an animé I hadn’t seen before about a guy who comes along a strange town while on a quest of sorts. We also watched Bleach 24. I only got through about three episodes of Air and a whole bunch of seaweed packets and oranges before I started nodding off. Sorry, Jenny! The show was interesting, but the sleeplessness was just catching up with me.
Went home to nap, but found people watching Taxi and I couldn’t resist. Finished that, and they started A Shark’s Tale, but then I went up to my room and tried to pass out. Emphasis on tried. Tossed and turned for days, but to no avail. Partly because of the noise of the movie and the viewers laughing. But mostly because of stuff continuously running through my mind. I argued with myself a lot. And the weirdest part was, whatever I was thinking about, I kept thinking of it in blogging terms; I was planning out a post I would never write. Like, at the same time as I thought and argued, another part of my mind imagined myself typing all of these mental goings-on out. Even like deleting and re-writing portions. Sound crazy to you? Me, too.
Hopped online after I finally admitted to myself that I wouldn’t be getting any sleep. But not to blog… just to chat. Judy just got back to Davis and was hungry, so she came over, and the two of us went to Jack in the Crack. Sat there for days, talking about random stuff. One of the topics covered was dating -
“I want a guy to drop $100 on a date with me to make me feel special. But I hate the fancy food — the whole date, I’ll be thinking about Denny’s.”- Judy.
So if anyone wants to know the secret to Judy’s heart, there you go. Drop $100 at Denny’s for her, and you’re set! 
By the time we left, it was time for the party. But we headed back to Suntree first to pack for retreat.
When we got to Aywon’s, a lot of people seemed pretty… warmed up. I grabbed a couple of cans of Pepsi and hugged wall for dear life. So not a sober dancer. Chit-chatted with some other wallflowers. Oh, Peggy and I remained strong! No giving in early for us… Joe M better not be letting us down, wherever he may be at the moment. Bao kept shouting “Drink!” at me, but later on he came over and told me that he respected me for being able to hold out. Thanks, man! It hasn’t been always been easy. The po-po came and broke up Aywon’s, so we moved to Vince and Ant’s place at Oakshade. This one was more chill… it was drinks and games downstairs, music and dancing upstairs. I stayed mostly downstairs and talked. We left at around 4, and now here I am, sitting at home.
Here’s the table of culpability:
| Today | Total | |
|---|---|---|
| Cursed | 5 | 91 |
| Drank | 0 | 0 |
| Drinks Owed | Michow, Genie, Brandon (3x), Lo S, Joe M, Aywon, Drew | |
Man, getting awfully close to the triple digits. I shouldn’t talk to myself out loud. Particularly when angry.
Oh, and one more thing before I go… tonight was like the fourth time in five nights that someone’s asked me “the question.” Please stop. If I wanted to talk to you about it, I would have.
Alright, good talk, sport. I’ll see you all in two days! Try not to die of boredom without me.
Your morning routine is starting to include IMing me first thing in the morning. HAHA. Yay for early morning work shifts.
You need to fix your biological clock. And going on TAK retreat isn’t gonna help it.