Yeah, yeah...catching up a bit. I've been neglecting JS for a while (and journaling in general) and really for no good reason, so I'm trying to rectify that.

Anyway, Friday night, I decided to hit Miss Kitty's for a bit, until I got bored and drove over to Helter Skelter where they actually play music I can friggin' dance to.

Found my buddy Split out there, which was cool, but he confirmed something I'd suspected a few weeks back: his girlfriend broke up with him. I was a little stunned and I couldn't seem to get him to tell me why she'd claimed to have done it, but I felt bad for him. They'd been living together for the past few years and had been together for a bit longer; I mean, they've been together so damn long I don't remember when the hell they first met.

It kinda sucks. He moved out this past Sunday.

Still, while we were at the club, we stumbled across a girl he'd kinda dated way back in '96. They chatted up and were generally pretty genial, which I thought was cool. When he met her, she looked like a human version of Betty Boop (which Split really dug). Now, her hair is longer and blonde and it didn't occur to me to ask if that was her natural color or if her old hair was. Oh, this is also the chick that finally hooked him on cigarettes, but I blame him for that, not her. Meanwhile, I talked to her friend, who has since had a baby and is moving (like a lot of people) to Arizona. She was much more talkative and friendly than I recall her being in the past, but I'm sure there are a number of reasons for that.

Afterwards, we went to (where else?) Denny's to hang with some chick and her (male) friend that he'd chatted up. She was cute enough, but I think a fair amount of her lustre wore off after that meal. Hopefully, if he ends up getting together with her, he'll just pump a load and be done with it. A few decent sessions of meaningless sex will be good for him over the next month or two. After that, he can return to searching for True Love.

For what it's worth, if any of my readers out there are interested in a half-Japanese, half-Caucasian goth/punk in his mid-twenties, roughly 5'7 or so and about 110 pounds soaking wet, lemme know. He's not my type, but he does fit the majority standards for both 'cute' and 'attractive.' Currently, he's got his hair dyed blonde in a very Duran Duran sort of fashion, but that's likely to change at any time. It should be noted that he's gainfully employed and drives a classic Z. Those interested in Just Sex or a Long-Term Relationship equally welcome, though do remember that he is fairly recently heartbroken. Be gentle.