Lazy Blogger!!!
So it is no secret that I have not been blogging! Its just so easy to do nothing...I should have posted this two weeks ago but here we go for all my avid readers out there!
Last Saturday was my 232nd birthday. No I'm not that old but it was the 232 Marine Corps birthday!
I had class from 9-2pm and then I met Nessa at the outlets so she could exchange a jacket at the puma store. After that it was off to point loma to get our massages. Our appointments were at 4pm and we got there with about 5 minutes to spare. Filled out the paperwork and waited for our masseuses (sp?) I thought I was gonna get some hideous female version of me, instead I got a decent looking girl probably mid thirties....so I get into the room and she leaves so I could undress. She came back in and began going to work. Somewhere in between the first time her hands touched me and when she told me to turn over, I lost conciousness! The massage felt good! She even did my face! Ok so then Nessa came out from her massage and informed me that she knew I was done because she could here me coughing down the hallway! we left the massage parlor after denying their package deals and dodging one of the receptionists questioning me about how intense it must be to be a 911 dispatcher and headed south to spruce street! Why? Well duh to walk across the spruce street suspension foot bridge. Its pretty historic to san diego and I have no clue as to why. I just thought it would be cool to walk across! As you see, the lovely Vanessa at the entrance to the bridge and some of its parts! So we walked it and walked back. On the way back across, some guy came flying past on his bike! Keep in mind, the width of the planks that u are walking on is barely 3 feet! After the bridge we went to 7-11 to get hot chocolates and a king size snickers. While on our way to mount soledad (a viewpoint that over looks san diego) we devoured the snickers! It was tough to find our way thru the hills but we made it. There were a few couples present and we even saw a few steamy windows! There was also two couples that came in a limo and the two guys would not shut up and were talking extremely loud and I have no idea about what. The view was amazing and no I don't have a pic but trust me it was breathtaking. If you ever have a chance check it out! We stayed for awhile and talked and walked around. Near the top of was a wall that had the faces of veterans that were kia (killed in action) in past wars and conflicts. It was very cool. We then made our way down the mount and back on to the freeway to pick my car up and get some dinner! Nessa got hungry and needed a snack before dinner so she had a protein shake while I drove. Once we picked my car up from the outlets, went to lotus thai bistro in carlsbad (one of my personal faves)
I had spicy chicken noodles and veggie tempura. Nessa had some lemongrass soup that was outstanding along with some pineapple fried rice with chicken! After the yummy meal, we went in search of carls bar which I thought was right next door to the primo market in Vista...it was nowhere to be found. I wanted to have a drink to celebrate my birthday. Well I found out from the security guard @ primo that carls had closed down over a year ago! Back to san clemente for us! During the ride back, we made a quick stop at the rest stop in between the camp pendleton front gate and pulgas gate. After breaktime we headed to "downtown" san clemente so I could have my drink in celebration of my b-day. We went to goodys first and it was "not my scene" loud live band and packed pretty much wall to wall so we made our way across the street. I had a double hennesy and Nessa had a wet pussy shot. The girl looked about as lost as a fag in a whorehouse and it tool her about 6 minutes just to consult with the other bartender to figure out how to make the drink. So while we are enjoying our drinks, some clown by the name of chris decides to put his arm around us and invite us to his house for a hash party. He began giving us his alcohol induced dissertation on being happy and loving life. Seemed like a pretty cool dude that was extremely inebriated...I can understand though..he told us he only had one day off a week and he used it to party hard! Life is short they say! Hell no we didn't go to his house. We finished our drinks and made our way back to my place. We had our own party to attend. Plus this guys roommate looked like a neo nazi doped up on something I wanted no part of. Now that I think about it that's a short play by play of busy day 2 weeks ago. Just off memory alone!
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Last Saturday was my 232nd birthday. No I'm not that old but it was the 232 Marine Corps birthday!
I had class from 9-2pm and then I met Nessa at the outlets so she could exchange a jacket at the puma store. After that it was off to point loma to get our massages. Our appointments were at 4pm and we got there with about 5 minutes to spare. Filled out the paperwork and waited for our masseuses (sp?) I thought I was gonna get some hideous female version of me, instead I got a decent looking girl probably mid thirties....so I get into the room and she leaves so I could undress. She came back in and began going to work. Somewhere in between the first time her hands touched me and when she told me to turn over, I lost conciousness! The massage felt good! She even did my face! Ok so then Nessa came out from her massage and informed me that she knew I was done because she could here me coughing down the hallway! we left the massage parlor after denying their package deals and dodging one of the receptionists questioning me about how intense it must be to be a 911 dispatcher and headed south to spruce street! Why? Well duh to walk across the spruce street suspension foot bridge. Its pretty historic to san diego and I have no clue as to why. I just thought it would be cool to walk across! As you see, the lovely Vanessa at the entrance to the bridge and some of its parts! So we walked it and walked back. On the way back across, some guy came flying past on his bike! Keep in mind, the width of the planks that u are walking on is barely 3 feet! After the bridge we went to 7-11 to get hot chocolates and a king size snickers. While on our way to mount soledad (a viewpoint that over looks san diego) we devoured the snickers! It was tough to find our way thru the hills but we made it. There were a few couples present and we even saw a few steamy windows! There was also two couples that came in a limo and the two guys would not shut up and were talking extremely loud and I have no idea about what. The view was amazing and no I don't have a pic but trust me it was breathtaking. If you ever have a chance check it out! We stayed for awhile and talked and walked around. Near the top of was a wall that had the faces of veterans that were kia (killed in action) in past wars and conflicts. It was very cool. We then made our way down the mount and back on to the freeway to pick my car up and get some dinner! Nessa got hungry and needed a snack before dinner so she had a protein shake while I drove. Once we picked my car up from the outlets, went to lotus thai bistro in carlsbad (one of my personal faves)
I had spicy chicken noodles and veggie tempura. Nessa had some lemongrass soup that was outstanding along with some pineapple fried rice with chicken! After the yummy meal, we went in search of carls bar which I thought was right next door to the primo market in Vista...it was nowhere to be found. I wanted to have a drink to celebrate my birthday. Well I found out from the security guard @ primo that carls had closed down over a year ago! Back to san clemente for us! During the ride back, we made a quick stop at the rest stop in between the camp pendleton front gate and pulgas gate. After breaktime we headed to "downtown" san clemente so I could have my drink in celebration of my b-day. We went to goodys first and it was "not my scene" loud live band and packed pretty much wall to wall so we made our way across the street. I had a double hennesy and Nessa had a wet pussy shot. The girl looked about as lost as a fag in a whorehouse and it tool her about 6 minutes just to consult with the other bartender to figure out how to make the drink. So while we are enjoying our drinks, some clown by the name of chris decides to put his arm around us and invite us to his house for a hash party. He began giving us his alcohol induced dissertation on being happy and loving life. Seemed like a pretty cool dude that was extremely inebriated...I can understand though..he told us he only had one day off a week and he used it to party hard! Life is short they say! Hell no we didn't go to his house. We finished our drinks and made our way back to my place. We had our own party to attend. Plus this guys roommate looked like a neo nazi doped up on something I wanted no part of. Now that I think about it that's a short play by play of busy day 2 weeks ago. Just off memory alone!
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