after doing soem research, i have a concussion. its just minor though. i say this because i had a 48 hour headache that wouldnt go away. it happened when my brain smashed itself on the skull when i fell on the snow at who-knows-what speed. its behind my head on the lower left side. its been bothering me when i sleep and when i turn my head. this makes it hard to drive especially making fast lane changes when you need to turn your head. it takes about 2 seconds for me to turn from one side to the other. hahah, my head doesnt need more high speed impacts. next time ill get retarded.

i went to glendale tonight. i met up with a friend and after, i went to check out the 24 hour fitness super sport. i knew i couldnt get in since i only have a sport pass, but i also know that i would get in since it was my first time. the gym was huge, executive, and had VIP rooms. everything was perfect until i saw the guidos or whatever you call them wanna-be "jersey boys". they were the same ones you see getting made fun of on the internet: fake tan, steroids, facial hair, muscle shirts etc. what in the world is going on in their minds??

today, i went to my surgeon. hes pretty badass. everything seems easy for him. his attitude is like, "yea whatever... youll be ok...dont sweat it...this will be easy...youre a big guy...blah blah blah.." so in preparing for this surgery, i have to get labwork done on friday. labwork consists of a complete blood cell count and and urinal analysis. fun stuff. im pretty much used to sticking needles in me. and last, i cant eat or drink anything 24 hours before the morning of. this way, the anesthetics would hit me harder. i will be in pain after the surgery, so he also gave me a prescription of vicodins. hahah...like i even take vicodins. the last bottle went to my friend. depending on the pain, who knows how long i will be bed ridden again :(

i finally went in for an eye exam. everyone says that im blind and retarded cuz i squint when i read menus in fast food places, street signs, etc. after the exam, my eye isnt bad at all. my right eye is perfect, while my left eye is barely -0.50. i think that my eyes were never bad. its only dry. when i tear, everything is crystal clear again. but for the hell of it, i got some contacts for free.

i bought 2 boxes of fruit flavored lucky charms. its the best!

after learning my lesson from the screwup at the doctors office, its finally set in stone after continuous calls to the office. damn lazy secretaries. i bugged them everyday and gave them the sense of urgency. my surgery will go on this monday the 27th. finally.

friday night, i celebrated my friends birthday at Mi Piace in Old town pas. i havent been there in years and im so glad ive rediscovered it. the food was amazing and the interior is elegant making it the perfect combination for one of my top restaurant of choice. i say the food is amazing not because it just tastes good, its great because it is as authentic as the italian food i had in venice, italy. in venice, when i ordered seafood medley with linguine in white wine sauce, it visually looked sloppy, the sauce was watery and murky. but to my doubts, the food was grade A. every bite was enjoyable to the last. so the same happened at Mi Piace. i ordered the same exact thing and when it was placed in front of me, i imagined venice, but not expecting the same taste. on the contrary, i have found the exact replica.

saturday night was the most anticipated night of the year. 2 top djs were spinning at avalon: sasha and james zabiela. although i have seen sasha, james was the one i havent seen live. as many have said, he is better live. so did he live up to my expectations? yes. too bad teh crowd was once again overcapacitated.

i get a call from my old boogie co-worker, jon monday evening. he talks me into going snowboarding at mt high. theres no way in hell my parents would let me snowboard a week before my surgery, so i secretly sneak out of my house with my board, outerwear, and equipment. although it was clumpy some parts, the snow was amazing since it was only the night after the storm. my face was literally frozen hauling ass down the hill. i could barely talk after a few runs. so jon who tells me its only his second season learning how to snowboard, i was amazed at his ballsiness to keep up with me. every run he got faster. so when it was the last run, he proposes a race. the last one down will have to pay for gas. in my mind im like thinking its just suicide for him. so i take on the bet. we start off and i just rip down the hill without carving. i look back and he was like 50 yards behind. at this time i was hauling major ass and about halfway down. then out of nowhere i hit this clump of snow and catch an edge. i whipplashed my head so hard against the snow i heard a couple of cracks in my neck. but this was only second to my past skateboard concussion i had. i even hit my bad elbow pretty hard i thought it broke again. at this point, every fracture in my body hurted. i sat up, grabbed my head and yelled out in pain. couple seconds later, i see jon pass me. this was pride fucking with me. like the fable "tortoise and the hare", i was the hare. jon can be my wingman anytime.

after talking to jon about brokeback mountain, he decides to make his own version:

what a homo.