MySpace "Creoke!" - Thursday, January 19, 2006, 02:31

It's 2:31 in the morning. What the heck am I doing still up? I just got back from an interesting night. But let's skim over the bad part and then go into details on the good part...

It was not a date! Come on, people! =) I went out to have dinner with a "friend." Afterwards, we had a long discussion about some {okay, maybe a lot} issues between the two of us. Namely the dynamics of the relationship. We are not even dating. How weird is that? Anyway, long story short, I left my friend with the following message: "It's probably best that you don't ever call me, text me, or see me. This will do you a lot of good. Help you clear up the confusion, and lessen the amount of 'stuff' you need to sort through in your life." It sounds like we were coming off of a long term relationship, but the weirdest part is that we are just friends. That goes to indicate how bizarre things are. Well, I just hope we were friends, not "are."

Kelly and Amy would not stop texting me while I was having my conversation. Kept on bugging me, "Come to the bar!" Hee hee, I relented finally. Although I showed up late, I still managed to have a good time at Holiday Pub. The girls were singing and dancing, providing choreographic support to other singers. That was awesome. I also met Chad for the first time. Nice guy. Some of the other people at the bar were pretty good with the whole nine yards when it comes to karaoke. Oh my gosh. I remember Brian, Jason and Niki. And my stage name was J-Ho. LOL And the best part? I sang Pretty Fly for a White Guy! How funny was that?

Anyway, I had a great time. When the clock struck midnight, I realized that I had just turned 28. Ouch! Another step closer to that elusive yet coming-head-on-like-a-bullet-train-in-lightning-speed 30 years! Woo... =) I think I'll keep it a low key thing. That's the plan!

Okidokie! Time for nappie!!!

Amendment {2006.01.19-10:52} -- In trying to figure out why I have a few welts and bruises on my left arm upon my awakening this late morning, as well as, ahem, some prodding, it just became apparent that, uhm, Amy beat me up. Of course, in real life that would not have happened, but I just, ahem, wanted to give her the satisfaction. =)