11:41 p. m. » So Sexual

Never have I seen a cross-eyed (and super remarkably so) 29ish year-old Dutch man as excited, i.e. actually jumping up and down, as on Friday night in a dark club/bar after an encounter with a pair of porn stars, one of whose, Erika Hallqvist (in reality a director ¿too?), business cards I swiped from him and kept. I don't expect to see a man like as described triumphantly bouncing and hysterically exclaiming, "I touched porn people! I TOUCHED PORN PEOPLE!" again anytime soon, nor one, again, like as described, planning what to do with his IN for the industry, a verbalized dream that ended with him exclaiming "...or a producer! I COULD EVEN END UP BEING A PRODUCER!!" Before discovering what these two people were, I, curiously, remember thinking the male of the two reminded me of Loggjammin's Karl "Ich bin Expert" -- probably considering his prop police uniform and creepy stare on our Chinese Americana self-proclaimed freak-magnet of the group. Of course none of this topped the half Asian Swedish girl's consuming 1.5 glasses of wine and ending a month of failed, as in reacted to by play-dumb, mind games on me (a finale most likely inspired by a jealousy ignited by my bringing my language exchange partner, who, by the way, marked this weekend as the one during which she had to be rejected after asking me to now be her professor of something else) by finally confessing, and in a fashion involving "It's probably the alcohol but..." prefixed on every comment, that it was "too bad I couldn't be in [her] life" -- a collective ridiculousness to which I continued with said behavior by replying, "What do you mean? I can write you a letter after I leave."

 4:47 p. m. »  Mr Congeniality

I told my man I started sword fightin
cuz fencin was similar to tongue-kissin