An interesting saturday.

tried to sleep in... made it as far as 11am. Borrowed the 'burban from the parents and moved a bunch of stuff to the Argyle. Had a late lunch with Julie because she was there. Then went and parked cars. henry bailed so I called in kotok. now the fun begins - cars. gotta love em. Julie stopped by to say hi to us and to read at Java's. She thought we were ridiculous because every time we got a sweet car we basically rushed to get it. "If it ain't girls, its gotta have wheels"... words from boys who... don't get out much/or really like cars. I'll suggest the latter, based on the following events: First up, a blue WRX... But of course, its Omar and Sean. I worked with Sean at Park Ave a couple years back. I was probably 19, and he was 21 or 22 and lived in the park ave area. At the time, I was hanging out with a 1. Christy Fisher (who thought sean was hot - interesting note, I'll be attending her wedding in hawaii... a state allowing same sex marriages. times change eh?) anywho, we went to some parties he had. Ironically 3 years later I looked at an apartment.. it was the one he was living in at the time! Anywho, at a neighborhood party my parents held, I ran into him. he just moved into the area, and was friends with Omar - the guy who just purchased the house next door - who is the boyfriend of janets sister. janet is perlo's like best female friend. interesting.
-back on track. the wrx just gets parked out front, I mean, because we know em. But the other guests in the party are in a sick Jaguar S-Type-R. Aka, 0-60 in 5 flat. So we zip around in it for a hot minute. car just sounds great.
later on in the evening, the jag's driver's friend needs a cab to prepps, where, coincidentall, janet and sean and omar also work (sometimes). but he doesnt want to wait. so he gets the jag's driver to allow us to blast him to prepps and back in said jag. david and I rock-paper-scissors for it and for the first time in the history of anything ever, I lost (ask colo). So dave goes. and I am bummed. until he calls me and says he is there, like 130 down east, except that the guys wife is not there yet. beer and a shot with the chauffered. too bad when his wife shows up there is like a marital fight. kotok informs me that he may be a minute. At this point, the jag's driver comes out and is like, "we're all set, where is the car?" ... To which, I reply, um, well, you see..... and then the drivers wife/gf comes out and is like "that poor valet! jimmy and so and so are in a fight and they wont let him leave yet! might be a minute"
everyone laughs, but really. what the fuck is with people and relationships and arguing? Sheesh.
Tung calls. party at the argyle, I should be there. Alana's b-day party is going on and I must attend on account that I am her other brother. har. anywho, work gets done, andrew says alana's has wrapped up, so I go back to my current apartment and change. Ryan and I drive to Argyle. anyways. they are ready for the next bar and I have to drive ryan to the airport at 5am. so I head out. nap time for a bit, breakfast at 4:30am, airport by 5... its PACKED on a sunday morning. crazy. back home, nap, work, home, etc.
Went and saw Superbad with andrew, amy, alana, and the russian. funny movie. Stopped by pauls after - he got a puppy! its name is bruiser and of course its a daschund. tiny liquid puppy. he fell asleep while I was holding him. I am going to have to visit him (paul) while he is down there in philly.
sheesh.