Dec 22 - 27

Dec 22:
Went to a shooting range with Turbo. Shot the shit out of a zombie stripper. She is now hanging on my door.

Dec 23:
Went out with my director friend, picked up some chicks. We came back to my place, he met my roommate and her friends. High times for all.

Dec 24:
Went to an Xmas party with LA Phil. I was sober most of the night but I was definitely feeling out of place among the group of friends. As the night went on I opened up more, and so did everyone else.

Dec 25:
Went again to help eat the leftovers. We watched The King’s Speech, an excellent movie. Then watched The Departed. Then fell asleep.

Dec 26:
Went out with my roommate’s friends to a hotel concert. I didn't drink at first, made a few approaches. Honestly I was just dead tired, but I was waiting for the bottle service to arrive so I could get some Red Bull. Once I was cranberry vodka powered, I approached a few more chicks. One chick was a part of the social circle so I didn't use too many crazy lines, but I did give her the phone rules as I took her number.

I sat down at a table and started talking to this chick in red. Some guy comes by and tries to mess with me by commenting on my ripped up jeans. I thank him and continue talking to the chick. Then I get a tap on the shoulder and a bouncer tells me I have to go. Apparently I hit on a promoter’s wife and now I am getting ejected out of the club. I say my goodbyes to my roommate’s friends.

I go to a nearby bar and decide that, since I'm already drinking, I want to have fun. So I get a Guiinness and start socializing. I go down the bar and sequentially hit on every girl. By the time I reach the end of the bar, I am on fire. This redhead loves me, loves Asians, and wants me to take her number before I even ask for it. Of course I don't take it easily, telling her she can't call me nonstop before taking her number. She gets a call from her friend, who’s in the bar with us, and we look for her. The redhead goes to the bathroom and I start warming up to the friend, to avoid a cockblock. She's in a bad mood but she warms up to me. She also tells me her friend is the one who likes Asians, not her. Weird. They leave, redhead tells me to call her.

I hit on this group with a fat chick, a Spanish chick, and an Asian chick. I start off talking to the Spanish chick but she’s not really interested. But her Asian friend was pretty hot so I work with the fat chick a little. Of course she loves me. Then I work on the Asian chick. It's weird with her, and not in the usual Asian way. I'll run all this attraction material on her, pull her hair, but she's also visibly uninterested. But the fact that she let's me pull her hair indicates she's cool with me somewhat.

The bar closes and it's me, the three chicks, and two dudes. We all get into a cab to go to their place. I figure it's a perfect situation, we all get laid. The Spanish girl, after a few minutes, just leaves the place. I guess she was afraid of impending dick? So I turn my attention to the Asian chick. Isolate to her room, escalate, no dice. Well there's the fat chick I guess. But somehow she locks herself in her room. (Excuse me, things are a little blurry at this point.) Two more guys arrive. We strategize about how this will work out. The plan is, someone will bang the fatty, we all take turns with the Asian. I like it. One guy manages to get into the fatty's room, another works his way into the Asian's. As I am waiting in the hall, I realize I drank too much. I puke all over the hallway. Someone comes out of the room, tells me I should go to the kitchen. I puke in the sink. The other two guys tell me it's not cool. I decide this is an excellent time to make my exit. I grab my jacket and am out of there.

I don't know where I am. I walk toward a familiar building in the distance, hoping I would arrive eventually. Along the way I ask this guy for directions. We start talking. He asks me if I have any weed. I said no, but my roommate's having a party and someone there might. So he follows me back, which at first I felt was awesome because I didn't have to worry about getting lost, but then I realized I'm just dragging this dude off the street and into my apt. But that's just crazy paranoia, right?

We arrive, I introduce him to everybody, and then ditch him to hang out with my roommate's friends. I hit on the one girl at the place but it's like he's fighting me for her. He even throws a thinly veiled insult at me. I tell him it's not cool. I go to sleep.

Dec 27:
I wake up and my roommate asks me who that guy was. I tell them I don't know, just picked him up off the street. These people are normally tolerant and chill, so I was really surprised by the reaction my hitchhiker provoked. Apparently he talked about locking people in his trunk for three days and feeding them nothing but cheese sandwiches, he though we were all devil worshippers, and other kooky stuff. Well, at least he got me home and now I have an interesting story.

Stayed in almost the whole day today. Drinking and smoking will do that to you. Did some text game with art chick. She wants to meet up when school starts. Southern chick came back today but is probably suffering from jet lag. Called redhead from last night, we were supposed to grab lunch but her dog was sick and she canceled. I told her she owed me brownies and she texted "I don't owe you shit". I responded, "sounds like someone wasn't spanked enough as a kid" and she said I was annoying. I realize I misjudged her texts, probably overgamed, so I texted back "all kidding aside, hope your dog gets better". We'll see how this goes.

Lessons learned:
- drinking helps my game. It is definitely a double edged sword, though.
- calibration is important. Figuring out art chick and redhead's life situations helped me better understand them and properly be cocky funny sometimes and understanding other times.