how to immerse yourself back into life. after five weeks in china. have lots of people come and sleep over at your house. stay up late. wake up late. run around san diego having as much fun as possible. surround yourself with friends if possible. friends who enjoy your company, and vice versa. if possible.



i've been back for about five days. i've so far crammed in more fun than i can shake a stick at. geez. i can't even remember this past weekend. friday. there was an airport pickup for me. some jamba juice. some warcraft. some people from LA (susan, irene, ana). mixed in with some san diego people (james, victor, hong, adam). big empty house. no mom. equals lots of loud television and music. ah yes. it's coming back to me now. lost blitz chess to james. twice. passed out watching toy story 2. once.



went out for a nice italian dinner on saturday. at the cutest damn italian restaurant you've ever seen. then went out downtown after that. wasn't really feeling the spot. but the music was okay. the vibe and the crowd was too old. i felt like a high schooler. the girls were taller than me. the guys were huger than me (that's actually pretty par for the course i guess). i felt.....terribly small. plus, these big people liked to jab elbows into your back when you danced. and i think i got freaked from behind by too many random people who were freaking each other but since it was so tight, it looked like i was getting some play. "looked like" being the key phrase there. adam passed out suddenly. again. bringing us rushing home. that boy needs to stop drinking alchohol. black outs can't be a good sign.



then amit and mandisa came down on sunday. amit is now bald. very bald. like bald head slick and da click bald. it's pretty neat. i'm quite jealous. i now have a haircut that makes me look eighteen. i'm not sure how looking eighteen will make me more respectable in the business world but hey, it's too late to argue. it's annoying to have to use gel. but i'll deal with it. mandisa is taking surf lessons all week. she's going to become a surf diva by friday. we all eat breakfast at the dining room table in the morning. juice, milk, cereal, peanut butter, jelly, toast and english muffins. it actually feels really nice. to sit at the kitchen table and have some breakfast. even if i am barely awake. it feels family like.



went to the beach on monday. got absolutely fried. i don't usually use sunblock. yes, cancer. i know. but i feel like they'll cure cancer by the time i'm forty, so i'm not worried. anyhow. i fell asleep and forgot to flip over. my whole front side is red. my face aches when i smile. i feel like a little radiator. my teeth have never looked so white. it is a bit of a pain to be wearing clothes. but i'm moisterizing and aloe-ing. hopefully i won't peel much. fat chance.



then yesterday was sea world. i am now a sea world fun pass member. i can go as much as i want until december. i think i'm gonna go down there to stare at the big marine animals when i want to feel relaxed. the best part of sea world was watching two jamongous walruses come charging towards the viewing window. those things are fat. we went downtown to onyx at night and had a good time. i don't understand anything about jazz. or music for that matter. i've decided to learn. i like jazz, but i want to enjoy it at more than a superficial level. somebody who knows, teach me. the booths at onyx are a little small. but i guess jazz clubs aren't something designed for large parties.



so far i've had albertos, robertos, jamba, boba, in-n-out, oscars, claim jumper and rubio's. san diego staples all. i'm still waiting on sushi, islands and fat burger. but it's only wednesday. oh, and hong took us to an excellent little dessert place monday. it was extraordinary.