i finally got the nerve to ask amber out after 5 weeks of anticipation. she finally wore a dress last night. she came out to the door to talk and started to press the right buttons. every week got more and more touchy with her. it was a sign; she let me stroke her thigh and her knee was pushed against my crotch. then she started to peck on my cheek. we were talking for a while, then i asked her a question if she would be my umbrella girl. she was like what's an umbrella girl. i asked her if she wanted to ride with me. she unstraddled me and freaked out. i can tell she was really happy. she started to ask what i rode and that she used to ride a CBR but never rode on the back of someone. i thougth thats perfect. this girl has guts. she wanted me to write my number in back of her forearm, but i didnt want to dirty her arm with my super black permanent marker. after that i went in for the kill and got her number. its true denver girls are nice.

on saturday, i had to wake up at 530am with only 2 hours of sleep and drive my friend to beverly hills to get his cosmetic surgery done. theyve got the worlds best plastic surgeons there. during those 8 hours of waiting, i tried to sleep in the office but that didnt work out good. so i drove around the city. since i was already so far west, might as well stop by gold's gym in venice and get my workout done. before that, i had to get some food inside of me, so i stopped by the firehouse; it is a landmark restaurant for pro bodybuilders because of their food choices designed for the bodynbuilders. the menu has a seperate section for Carbs, Protein, bulking, dieting etc. so i ordered a buffalo patty, a turkey patty, and 8 egg whites. its similar to what i eat at home, but it costed me 13 bucks for that tasteless breakfast. after eating, i drove down PCH to digest and scope out the city and ended up in marina del rey. i stopped by a wells fargo to cash my check and in that city are well off folks who literally throw their money around, SL55's everywhere driven either by a young girl being taking care by a benefactor or an old grandmother. in the wells fargo, there was some old lady in her 80's wearing thick sunglasses and a hot pink exercise jump suit. she had a gucci handbag and stuck her hand in there and took out a wad of crumpled up bens and deposited at the teller. what a way to spend the last years of her life. after that, it was time for my 2nd meal so i drove back to pico and found a burger king ate there and finally drove back to the gym district. my magic golds card gym works wonders and i got in without hassles. they saw that it was signed by milos sarcev and let me in straight thru. that gym is only welcomed to serious bodybuilders and fitness chicks. they dont mess around like the people do here at 24 hour fitness or la fitness. those gyms are a joke to them. i was pretty much motivated to workout with even 2 hours of sleep. i did 100% of my workout including my 40 minutes of cardio. during my workout i saw melvin anthony who about a week ago won the night of champions and some other national competitors. i was outta there in 2 hours and about 130, i headed back to 90210. i was pretty damn tired so i crashed in the waiting room. 8 hours went by rewally quick, but not the drive back home during peak rush hour.