Trip status

Last night I went down to DC and hung out with Monica and Christine. That was a blast! I love hanging out with them, they're entertaining and intelligent and fun. I'll post pictures when I get back, of course.

One funny thing was that we were hanging out with these guys that had known me from LA, and we all got really bored, and I just started making shit up. Monica and Christine played along beautifully, I started talking about how Christine and I used to date, but she cheated on me with my best friend because he was really into anal sex but I refused to give it up. Then when she went to the bathroom, Monica told them that she was a slut and she hated her, but not to say anything because she gets mean and violent. It was hilarious, these dumbasses believed every word we said. They started trying to hit on Christine and saying how they liked anal sex... god, I don't know how people can be so dense. But we had a fun time fucking with them until they finally left.

We went to some cool bars in Adams Morgan in DC, one bar had an old Nofriendo and we played Street Fighter 2, and drank a lot, and then had the biggest slice of pizza I've ever had. I got back here about 4-5am.

Being back in Maryland is a trip, because somehow everything is contriving to seem just like high school. I'm seeing all my old friends, and every radio station around here, even "alternative" stations, are playing music from when I was in high school. It's all Pearl Jam and Nirvana and mid-90's music, so I end up driving around in the rain and feeling like it's still 1995.

The rain here is amazing, being in California makes me forget what real weather is like. It's been raining since this morning, the kind of rain that even wipers on high won't really let you see through, and it hasn't let up. In California a hard rain is when that happens for half an hour, and all the retarded drivers slow to a stop. Here, people still keep speeding, fuck the rain.

In closing, I'll leave you with a dialogue from my evening at 7-11.

"Hi, where are the nachos?"
"The what?"
"Nachos. Chips."
"What?"
"See here on the cheese and chili machine? Right next to the hot dog? The chips with cheese and chili on them. Nachos."
"No."
"No what? You don't have them? You don't know what they are?"
"No."
"No you don't have them?"
"No."
"Okay then, thanks. You've been really helpful."

The guy actually had a command of english, too. It wasn't a problem in understanding, he was just either insanely stupid, or just a huge dick. I've had a hard time getting food or services here at 3am. When less people stay up late, the quality of service drops quickly. People in California pussy out and go to bed early too, but a couple more of them stay up late, enough to sustain a higher quality of late night service.