Whirlwind Tour

Friday night after spending so much of the day sleeping, I finally did make it out of the house. Amanda did a little juggling of her schedule to accomodate me and we went to see Night at the Museum, which turned out to be pretty hillarious, despite being ever so predictable Ben Stiller style comedy. After the movie, we went and grabbed some Taco Bell, which was as amazing and delicious as I remembered it, and Amanda was as cute and absurdly sociopathic as I remembered her.

Amanda dropped me off cause she had to work early in the morning, and I got a hold of Jennee and hopped in my car to meet up with her at Sam's billiards in the Hollywood district, where she, Robert her brother, and I played some pool and caught up with each other. I haven't seen Robert since high school, so that was nice, and it's always fun hanging out with Jennee cause she's always got some absolutely ridiculous story to tell me about her life. Some people just have more interesting lives, I guess.

Yesterday however, was on par with Jennee style interesting, at least in terms of staying busy. I slept in a bit, for some reason that eludes me given how much sleep I've gotten of late, but finally around noon I started making phone calls knowing that if I didn't start then it wasn't gonna happen. So, I called Becky, who was supposed to call me by then, and we decided to meet up around 4 in Tualatin for coffee, which neither of us drink. Then, I called Marty and told her I was gonna head out there and give her her Christmas present. As soon as I was getting ready to walk out the door, Nicole called me and I told her I would go to her house as soon as I got done at Marty's, since they live minutes away from each other, and hit the road.

On the way I got a call from Erik, and made plans to see him at around 5, and called Justin back and told him I'd be down to see a movie with him around 8.

I got over to Marty's house, and little Pete was off at a friend's house, so it was just us two and Bobby, her youngest son, and was therefore much less hectic. I gave Marty her pink bow lined black socks and discovered that she doesn't shave her legs. Lol. It's weird once you have kids, as I've discovered with Erin and Marty both, how conversations just kinda don't touch on the past anymore. They're about the kids. I kind of have to accept that Erin and Marty are, well, moms now, they're not Erin and Marty anymore.

I took off and headed to Nicole's parents' house off 82nd. Nicole came to the door looking very much 6 months pregnant. She loved her present, though it wasn't the panty dropper I had hoped for since she and the father are back together. Oh well. She put the little gloves into her closet which is now overflowing with baby outfits. Lol. Shoulda seen that coming. We hung out for a bit and talked about her life, where things are going, that sorta stuff. It wasn't a terribly long visit.

Then it was back to Tualatin for coffee with Becky. She was a little late because she had misplaced her keys but failed to inform me of her impending tardiness. Once she arrived, we talked a bit about our daily lives, and mostly discussed the logicstics of her spinal stimulator which she has as a result of a car accident that shattered both her feet and has left her with permanent semi-debilitating pain in her legs that the stimulator works to suppress. We discussed the logistics of acquiring medicinal marijuana or, in her case, being on low level morphine doses and finding a job, given that you could never pass a drug test, and your sobriety at any given moment would be questionable. Kind of a rough situation to be in.

After coffee I cruised to Erik's apartment and watched them play Mortal Kombat: Armageddon for a couple of hours and made small talk. Erik's put on some weight, which, though kinda sad cause it's extra weight, is good because it means his metabolism is adjusting back to a normal adult place.

I took off then into Portland around 8 to pick up Justin, though it turns out Whitney came back yesterday from New York so Justin had to go to the airport to pick her up, so they were late, and they both came out. I took them to the Bridgeport mall to watch a movie, mostly because I wanted to get away from PDX for a night and to avoid drinking. Justin tried to sneak two beers with him, and Whitney called him out on it. I watched him put one back. Whitney patted him down by the elevator on the way out and discovered the other one, which she confiscated. We watched the new Bond movie, Casino Royale. It was long. And I wasn't particularly impressed, except the main chick reminded me a bit of Amanda. I know it was supposed to be a young Bond, but, it was a little too rough, not nearly classy enough, and I dunno, just kinda left me feeling really blah. It felt like the whole movie revolved around two scenes, the chase in the beginning and the poker scene, which was clearly only there to pay homage to Texas Hold 'Em fans out there. The villains weren't particularly diabolical, and the plot twists weren't really so twisty. Meh. I guess I'm just hard to impress.

Throughout the day I called Neil Christy Carly and MiA, and made arrangements to see Neil, have dinner with Carly and fam, stay the night with MiA and maybe see Christy when she gets back from her Search of Sunshine roadtrip.

Made it home by 2. We'll see what kind of unimagineable fun tonight holds.