Why did God invent 6:30 in the morning?! So yeah, last night I got 2.5 hours of sleep. 2.5! That's shorter than the Lord of the Rings! That's shorter than Harry Potter! That's shorter than Ben Vereen and Charlie Sheen!! So suffice to say, I'm pretty damn tired right now. Suprisingly I'm not dead on my feet, I feel fairly alert...but it is after all only 15 till 9, so I doubt it's really hit me yet.
So 'why?' you ask did I get so little sleep? Well the truth of the matter is I was out with Julia! I had a great time, we went to Gigi's, and they had this awesome latin jazz band, with a really cool singer lady. The music was awesome, I think I'll have to go on Fridays more often. (I usually go on Saturday, when they have more traditional jazz). Music aside, the company was most welcome. Julia is a fascinating person, and very fun to talk to.
After Gigi's we went over across the street to a bar called Blue. Blue was okay... and by 'okay' I mean pretty crappy. The architecture of the building was awesome, and the bar had awesome potential. However, the atmosphere was just crap. They had cheesy music piped through speakers, annoying bar-wenches (not even worthy of the esteemed 'cocktail waitress' title), and worst of all... young people. Any time there are people of my own age in a bar, it instantly becomes crappy. I mean face it, college age kids generally have no taste, or if they do have taste; it's so buried in their own convoluted visions of grandeur that it comes out as trite and pititful. (I'm sure I'm probably in the latter group, never assume that I think myself better than my peers =P)
So Blue dissapointed me. Perhaps if we'd come earlier our experience would have been different, but both Julia and I agree: If there isn't a live band, and cheezy muzack is piped in; there is a major loss in points. On the upside, the bar itself is awesome looking, I like the layout and the chairs. There is a lot of wood, and the place just screams "I want to be cool, but all these dumb-heads are ruining me!". We read the plaque outside, and learned the building has a lot of historical signifance. We also confirmed Julia to be very, very, very astute observer. While we were inside she commented that because of the large windows the building must have originally been a bank, because only places like that could afford such large expanses of glass. Upon inspection of the plaque we found she was right. I was basically astounded. As the night developed she continued to make very insightful, and very interesting observations... it was really quite enthralling to hear such a unique view.
After exiting the farce that is Blue, we took a little tour of the downtown area. I got quite the local history of San Luis. Did you realize that banditos were lynched in front of our Mission? And did you realize that right next to the Mission (on the same block as ... guh.. Bull's) there is an old building with a steel (or iron?) facade. It was the old general store, and it's metal facade was designed to protect the building while maintaing it's shape. I've never learned so much just walking around with someone! It was great!
Afterwards we went to Woodstock's and had a very long conversation over salad and "Wilde Bread" (which by the way, is the wildest bread this side of the Mississippi!). All in all the entire night was very fun, and I look forward to getting to know Julia better, she's very interesting indeed.
So all that aside, the day is shaping up to be a pretty okay day. I bought PSO yesterday for xbox, but I let Trevor's roommate borrow it. I won't have time to play this weekend anyway, so I figured I may as well share the wealth. Trevor is also in possession of the controller of death. He was borderline orgasmic when I said he could borrow it. Hopefully it'll come back without sticky joysticks =P Tonight I'm watching "Much Ado About Nothing" with the good ol' Ballroom-Underground. If anyone actually reads this, and is interested in coming; all are invited. I doubt that many will come tonight anyway. It's like 9:20 now... I'm starting to feel that whole '2.5 hours of sleep' type thing. *Groan*
Oh, here's a funny note. I got home early in the morning to find a strange man on our couch. It was Dillion, who probably now hates me for turning the lights on at whenever I got back. I turned them back of quickly, but when I got up this morning he wasn't laying and sleeping on the couch any more. At some point during my 2.5 hours of rest he sat upright, because when I came downstairs to go to work he was sitting straight up and down. It was sort of eerie looking for my hat.... Yeah, so that' s it for the moment. You're probably sick of reading anyway, this thing is pretty damn long.
So 'why?' you ask did I get so little sleep? Well the truth of the matter is I was out with Julia! I had a great time, we went to Gigi's, and they had this awesome latin jazz band, with a really cool singer lady. The music was awesome, I think I'll have to go on Fridays more often. (I usually go on Saturday, when they have more traditional jazz). Music aside, the company was most welcome. Julia is a fascinating person, and very fun to talk to.
After Gigi's we went over across the street to a bar called Blue. Blue was okay... and by 'okay' I mean pretty crappy. The architecture of the building was awesome, and the bar had awesome potential. However, the atmosphere was just crap. They had cheesy music piped through speakers, annoying bar-wenches (not even worthy of the esteemed 'cocktail waitress' title), and worst of all... young people. Any time there are people of my own age in a bar, it instantly becomes crappy. I mean face it, college age kids generally have no taste, or if they do have taste; it's so buried in their own convoluted visions of grandeur that it comes out as trite and pititful. (I'm sure I'm probably in the latter group, never assume that I think myself better than my peers =P)
So Blue dissapointed me. Perhaps if we'd come earlier our experience would have been different, but both Julia and I agree: If there isn't a live band, and cheezy muzack is piped in; there is a major loss in points. On the upside, the bar itself is awesome looking, I like the layout and the chairs. There is a lot of wood, and the place just screams "I want to be cool, but all these dumb-heads are ruining me!". We read the plaque outside, and learned the building has a lot of historical signifance. We also confirmed Julia to be very, very, very astute observer. While we were inside she commented that because of the large windows the building must have originally been a bank, because only places like that could afford such large expanses of glass. Upon inspection of the plaque we found she was right. I was basically astounded. As the night developed she continued to make very insightful, and very interesting observations... it was really quite enthralling to hear such a unique view.
After exiting the farce that is Blue, we took a little tour of the downtown area. I got quite the local history of San Luis. Did you realize that banditos were lynched in front of our Mission? And did you realize that right next to the Mission (on the same block as ... guh.. Bull's) there is an old building with a steel (or iron?) facade. It was the old general store, and it's metal facade was designed to protect the building while maintaing it's shape. I've never learned so much just walking around with someone! It was great!
Afterwards we went to Woodstock's and had a very long conversation over salad and "Wilde Bread" (which by the way, is the wildest bread this side of the Mississippi!). All in all the entire night was very fun, and I look forward to getting to know Julia better, she's very interesting indeed.
So all that aside, the day is shaping up to be a pretty okay day. I bought PSO yesterday for xbox, but I let Trevor's roommate borrow it. I won't have time to play this weekend anyway, so I figured I may as well share the wealth. Trevor is also in possession of the controller of death. He was borderline orgasmic when I said he could borrow it. Hopefully it'll come back without sticky joysticks =P Tonight I'm watching "Much Ado About Nothing" with the good ol' Ballroom-Underground. If anyone actually reads this, and is interested in coming; all are invited. I doubt that many will come tonight anyway. It's like 9:20 now... I'm starting to feel that whole '2.5 hours of sleep' type thing. *Groan*
Oh, here's a funny note. I got home early in the morning to find a strange man on our couch. It was Dillion, who probably now hates me for turning the lights on at whenever I got back. I turned them back of quickly, but when I got up this morning he wasn't laying and sleeping on the couch any more. At some point during my 2.5 hours of rest he sat upright, because when I came downstairs to go to work he was sitting straight up and down. It was sort of eerie looking for my hat.... Yeah, so that' s it for the moment. You're probably sick of reading anyway, this thing is pretty damn long.
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