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Halloween eve was spent with Dave driving down to San Digeo for a party at Erika and her boy Kyle's place for a little get together. Dave was done up like a Tourist, and I a good old fashioned "Aaaargh" Pirate.

We made maddeningly great time, and got there almost an hour early. So we sat around talking, and munching, and watching Erika and her boi stand around looking cute, dressed as 1950's "Joe Breadwinner" and "Susie Homemaker." Martini glass and rubber gloves included. It was cute. Scary, but cute.

Indeed, LO! There were many hotties there...each one having drooling qualities...and one with hotpants *twitch*...and every last one of them was with some guy, or chasing after some guy, or otherwish disinterested...

And there was *another* Anthony there (there were three of us in total), who's sister was touting to the three chickas who came and went "This is my brother, Anthony. He's 30 years old and single! He's a good looking guy! He's SINGLE!" Poor Anthony. We understood each other.

"You know the problem Anthony?"
"What, Anthony?"
"I'm a nice guy, and you know what they say...'Nice guys sleep alone!' And I'm alone."
"Hey, we don't all finish last, man."
"No, we don't. But my sister isn't helping matters much. I think I'm going to go down to the bar and pick up 18 year olds, coming?"

And to Erika's grrrness, there was no Glenda The Good Witch.

Ah, well, no worries. Turns out that the other party turned into a bust, as one of the organizer's of it put the WRONG address on the invites, so no one was able to find it. Because, you know 875 and 900 are so close in number.

Was woken up ass early on saturday, as Mom was called into work because everyone either called in sick, or no showed. She was pisssssssed.

And then I realized that my plates had expired, and the DMV haven't sent my freaking registration yet! DAMN THEM! So I went back to bed for a bit...and then woke up again when the 'rents decided to go out to the gamblin' holes to celebrate All Saints day.

I got up and tried to read to finsih der book. ANd to write.

Neither goal accomplished, but hey, it happens.

I got a call from Scarlett to go and help her flyer, but I had to decline. Aside from not being together at all, I'd been watching COPS, and it made me paranoid about getting pulled over for not having my registration. Because, you know, it would be just my luck: Pulled out of the car, tackled, ticketed, and plastered all over FOX 11. Yeah, that's what I need.

Instead I gave a half hearted effort to finish reading this book, and watch this amazing documentary on James Brown. Wow, what a man. Amazing!

So I got up today, after being woken up thrice by a dumb ass bill collector, and another from an automated "Vote for Bob Smith for Education Supervisor on Compton City Council on November 4th!" Gah.

So, I woke up and read. And finally finished Zadie Smith's White Teeth. Been reading for forever it would seem, but since I've been reading like five books simultaneously, and only late at night. Damn nighttime reader. Idiot.

Maybe I'll get something worthwile done tonight. Maybe. Maaaaybe.

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