those november nights...

weekend update:
it all began friday evening with a spectacular dinner date with grizzly...we had drinks at my apt (which involved me breaking containers, leaving large chunks of meat on the kitchen floor, and serving an ice cube with an insect frozen on it)...then proceeded to the restaurant (where we were seated at a table between an old couple that was obviously having an affair, seeing as how they kept making out, and on the other side were 2 girls celebrating one of their bdays). the dinner was absolutely lovely (besides the fact that the girl next to us kept making googly eyes at grizzly and invited him to her bday party - while i sat there - how rude!)
we went on to the hollywood canteen to celebrate ames's birthday - upon arrival we see that there is a traffic jam of escalades and hoopties right in front and a long line of people that seem to be auditioning for a rap video. we get in line and the list woman has a breakdown and starts yelling - she throws grizzly an entrance ticket - we take it and run. inside we learn that BAG is in attendance (BAG = brian austin green, of 90210 and more recently the twilight zone) - coincidence? i think not.
saturday was padh's bday - we surprised her with the penn masala concert. we blindfolded her and unveiled her to see a lot of indian people. she was confused.
chi chi brought a pair of his underwear (the largest pair of white briefs ever created) and we wrote seductive things on it along with a phone number, and when the concert ended threw them on stage. a masalaman picked them up. aamba - you should be expecting some phone calls anytime now. we went on to a lovely dinner, and as the party moved on to the bar - i had to remain behind due to the fact that i was banned from that establishment due to the antics of soggy biscuit & co...
i would continue on with this post - but my fingers have frozen over because it is 2 degrees in my office. must stop now....

"Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too"