Saturday morning found me and Sam renting another crude comedy, (something new and different for us!! not) This time Howard Stern's "Private Parts". Ah, good old fashioned rude entertainment! I can't get enough of it: American Pie 1,2, and 3, Super Troopers (which he was calling out for by name in his sleep, no joke), Catch Me if You Can, Jackass, and many others I can't recall. This has all been done within the past three weeks or so, mind you. We watch a lot of movies. In fact, there are more movies than sex. ? Dah, I'll figure it out someday. But, movies are good, I enjoy them almost as much. Anyway, I tore myself away to go to dinner with my family for my sisters' joint birthday celebration. -Free food, yay!- But afterwards we met back up for some mighty tlooting up through Encinitas. I myself am not physically capable of performing the tloot, but I sure can sit there and laugh with the best of 'em!! We went to a park and I managed to fuck up my back like you would not believe. Stupid railings. I flipped over backwards and got the wind knocked out of me when I hit the lower bar. Of course once I could -kind of- breathe I started cracking up over how I must look-- gasping on my hands and knees like a hypervenalating inebriate-- and because I didn't want them to freak out and insist I go to the hospital or something. That would be bad, hospitals suck!
Sunday, or today, we went to La Costa to see the future location of Calendar Girl's new hideout! Yes, we are getting out of this ghettofab apartment (recurrent police chases and much domestic un-tranquility included) and heading into a super nice, quiet area. We just need our fourth roomie: it will either be my friend Kevin, or this other guy Justin. It's so nice! I got a couple pics which I will put up when available. Hit up places of food, then the BMW dealership because Sam is obsessed with the Z4s. Not that I blame him, they are definitely hott. I certainly wouldn't kick one out of bed, yah? So long as it is a big bed, and not water.
I wanted to try out the oil paint kit I got for Christmas, but I lack both palate and paint-thinner, making this an impossibility. Suck. I have the drawing down on the canvas though. I will likely sneak back to my parent's house sometime and use my mum's toll paints or something. Next laundry day perhaps.
Goals for this upcoming week remain largely unchanged: GET A JOB, GET A JOB, and... oh yah, GET A JOB. And some sex, but that goes without saying.