Last night I went to dinner with M.Lo and Javier (pronounced Habbee-Air). We went to El Chile and had some drinks and many many many laughs. I’m sure we were annoying everyone around us, which seems to be a common theme in my life. Pity. M.Lo is crazy, and combine that with the craziness of Javier and I, and it’s out of control. Then add alcohol to that and there’s a damn good time waiting to happen.
On the way to dinner we had to drop of J.Lo at her father’s house. When M.Lo got out to say goodbye, Javi stole her seat of front. M.Lo doesn’t go for that. She tortured him the entire way to El Chile by tickling him and putting her toes on his face. Then Javi decided every time she touched him, he would torture me. Horseplay and driving do not go together very well! That’s how people die! It was funny though, watching Javi squirm.
A secret was shared last night, and I’m not going to say who’s it was, or what is was, but it sure was juicy. I don’t know how I’m going to hold this in forever. It’s some good blackmail material. I’m just glad I didn’t let any secrets loose. Oops, now I’ve narrow it down to who’s secret it is. 
We spent most of dinner ragging on each other and laughing hysterically. We were picking on M.Lo about her hair, and I’m not quite sure why or how it got started. Javi said her hair looked nice or something and I asked, “Did you at least ride the horse before you stole it’s hair?”* It’s not so funny now, but last night I was in tears. Yes, I laugh at my own jokes… somehow has to.
We decided to go out downtown afterward. We didn’t really know where we wanted to go, so we just went to 4th street and ran around. We made a stop at Rainbow and I said hi to my peeps and did one dance with Seth. Oh, we also stopped at the Whiskey bar to use the facilities. It’s nice in there. I’m surprised I’ve never been in there before.
We took one of those bike cart things to 6th street and M.Lo (upon my request) taunted the bike guy with dirty talk. It wasn’t as good as last time she did it, but it still cracked me up. She was talking about his, his penis, and how much she wanted him. Poor guy. I’m sure he gets a lot of stupid drunks in his cart.
We were out way too early so every place we went was dead. We stopped at this one place, I think it had fire in the name. We started taking crazy pics of ourselves, included some from when I followed M.Lo into the ladies room and surprised her by snapping pics under the stall door. I know someday she’ll pay me back for that, and it’ll be ugly.
By the time we headed home, someone coughJAVIcough was drunk and loudly singing along in the backseat to Selena songs. I had to join in. I even got M.Lo to get some video of it with her digicam. I’ll post that for his embarrassment later. Javi says that’s not the kind of things friends due to friends, but I beg to differ. That’s exactly what friends due to each other.
Who else is going to laugh when friends fall, or while they’re puking they’re guts up, and especially the next day when you retell it all? If it doesn’t kill you, then it’s fair game for laughing. I’d be laughing if it happened to me!
By the end of the night, I had a bad headache and cramps from laughing so much. The good side of that is that laughing is good excersize and keeps you young… except those pesky crows feet.
Today I got up extra late and did some shopping. I was supposed to have a haircut, but luckily I called to confirm before I went. Seems that Joee forgot to schedule it for me. I will make him pay for that tonight.
So anyway, I went shopping and spent too much money. I bought a bunch of junk food because I mistakenly shopped while hungry. My tummy is paying for that now, because I ate nothing but crap all day. I’ll dance it off later, so no big deal.
Ok, I need to start planning something to wear tonight.
* Disclaimer: M.Lo does not actually have a weave, and in fact has really pretty hair.
