Hey all. Daylight savings is kicking my ass today. It's always hard coming off a busy weekend and losing an hour.
Friday I was out at my usual club. This has become more difficult with the early work schedule. I still manage to stay until closing.
But getting home at 3am is the hard part to handle... especially since I've been awake since 5am.
Saturday, I slept in late and then tried to do a few things around the apartment. Then in the evening I met up with Stylar, her new husband, her cousin, and mindance in Venice Beach. It was so great to meet them, and so much fun.
Maybe we can convince them to move out here... well, Stylar and her husband, mindance already lives here.
Then while hanging out in chat at 1:30am, I get a text from a friend that he scored box tickets to the Kings game on Sunday... but the game was at noon. I still went though, because... box seats, duh. Too bad he couldn't get ahold of some of the other people in our club group due to the last minute situation. So it ended up being just me, him, and his girlfriend. Although it was pretty awesome having the whole box to ourselves. It felt like a mini apartment that overlooked the game.
Now I need to get some rest this weekend because I'm off to go see the girlfriend this next weekend.
All this fun just might kill me.
Friday I was out at my usual club. This has become more difficult with the early work schedule. I still manage to stay until closing.
But getting home at 3am is the hard part to handle... especially since I've been awake since 5am.
Saturday, I slept in late and then tried to do a few things around the apartment. Then in the evening I met up with Stylar, her new husband, her cousin, and mindance in Venice Beach. It was so great to meet them, and so much fun.
Maybe we can convince them to move out here... well, Stylar and her husband, mindance already lives here.
Then while hanging out in chat at 1:30am, I get a text from a friend that he scored box tickets to the Kings game on Sunday... but the game was at noon. I still went though, because... box seats, duh. Too bad he couldn't get ahold of some of the other people in our club group due to the last minute situation. So it ended up being just me, him, and his girlfriend. Although it was pretty awesome having the whole box to ourselves. It felt like a mini apartment that overlooked the game.
Now I need to get some rest this weekend because I'm off to go see the girlfriend this next weekend.
All this fun just might kill me. 
stylar:
convince me? I have people here trying to convince me to stay in Colorado!