the last 24 hours have been a whirlwind of fun, weirdness, work and joy...

rewind 24 hours:
i had met a friend (dutch girl aka sophie) for lunch at the central mosque (3 pound curry yo!) and we agreed to get "A DRINK" at 8ish that night. This is the same friend who i had "coffee" with and ended up having 4 pints and missing my bus stop - gotta learn about this girl's idea of 'a drink'. we met up at this craptacular bar called QBAR where it was pound a drink night - you know it is a crappy bar when a deal like that can't change your opinion about the place. hung with sophie and brahm (also dutch) and met some of their coworkers. made fast friends with this english bloke and proceded to drink 3 pints. under the impression that we would be leaving this place i drank up only to find a (good god. wait for it. seriously. this is good.) bottle of corona (now seriously people. y'all are supposed to know about beer/lauger/whatever you want to call it, but corona? come on now - oh yeah! they also drink MILLER over here. ON TAP! ) So four beers deep we trudge over to sophie & brahm's work to say hi to their coworkers. on the way i look at my phone and see i've gotten a call from area code 562! a socalian calling me! hooray. after a bit of an adventure talking to a confused receptionist and me forgetting that brea isn't in the valley at all, figure it is the meera calling.

sophies work: cool place, might work there, sophie said they're hiring. we'll see. walked to the tron, waited to get in, left (only to come back 30 minutes later) for a live music bar. actually quite good duo playing (especially for no cover). This bar was definately my sort of place - AKA Grimy, Dirty and (most importantly) DIVEY. the bar's name is wistle binkies, i'm not sure how i feel about that, but otherwise, good stuff. i'll definately be back. had a bit of a problem finding the bathroom (namely walking into the women's and not realizing it was the wrong place until i couldn't find one of my favorite things about europe - the urinal trough). had another drink then went back to the tron. made it inside, 2 drinks later i was ready to head home. had a quick chat with the meera and crashed hard.

woke up to a world that was just slightly off. getting ready in the morning i always see my cousin, but not today. i always have people at the bus stop with me, not today. there is always a butchers truck loading meat across the street, nope. always get to work as the sky is a very dark grey/blue, today: BLACK. get to work, clock in, WHAT THE FUCK!?! 7:20!?!? SHEEIT. I don't gotta be here for another 25 minutes. turns out that the night before i accidentally reset my phone and had to set the clock too. got the time from sophie's phone which is 15 minutes fast. crap.

work was not bad at all considering the night before. and because we all rawk, we finished everything and i've got tomorrow off! sweet deal.

then, to make things even better i was greeted at job #2 with an early christmakah present (well, early for christmas, late for hanakah (sic), maybe ontime for christmakah?) - 2 freshly downloaded episodes of the OC. my boss is great! okay, for reals, TV is stealing my life. SETH COHEN has stolen my theory. bastard. i hope y'all were shocked when he made the statement "all girls are crazy" HELLO!? seriously, mcg is following me or something...