mood: wired music: 'come in alone' by my bloody valentine

if there is ever some sick deity that allows me to bear offspring, i will name him or her Norm.  i just got back from driving around trying to find an all night diner with a friend.  we ended up driving through several suburbs until we got lost on purpose (because that's what we gotta do when i'm driving) and ended up in torrance.  now my school has people who lives in almost all areas of los angeles, and torrance is usually the butt of all of their 'my city is better than your city' jokes.  but let me tell you right now to never believe those idiots.  we found a norm's diner (who's motto is 'we never close') next to a cadillac dealership in torrance.  as soon as we stepped in, i was complemented by a waitress for wearing my bauhaus shirt.  not many people complement me on wearing this shirt, even though they were the godfathers and pioneers of transitional punk/new wave music.  they spurred the traditional 80's go.th aesthetic.  norm's was growing on me.  i don't think anyone had ever recognized the pair of shiny silver eyes on my shirt.  of course it was nearing midnite, and many people who remember and fervently listen to bauhaus are prone to working these shifts regularly too.  hey, i listen to them and i would love to work the graveyard shift.
 
so anyway, we were seated and given menus, but all we (*cough* ever) wanted was (*cough cough* everything) coffee, so my friend and i ordered 2 cups and an additional hot chocolate, which had, might i add, free refills.  they gave us a freaking boatload of coffee.  the pitcher-thingy poured us a total of 6 cups.  and the hot chocolate was both hot as well as chocolatey and offered a bonus adjective too: creamtastilicious (i made it up myself).
 
it was my idea to order the hot chocolate.  it was solely for the purpose of mixing with the coffee.  damn.  adding anything creamtastilicious to coffee instantly makes for caffeine-induced nirvana.  we were going to start bottling and selling our newly discovered hybrid drink, but eventually we realized that we were idiots for not noticing the fact that we had just made a mocha latte.  one of the most popular coffee drinks in the world.  so what?  who cares?  it was half the price of getting one at starbucks and norm's never closes so ha.
 
you might be asking to your monitor at this point, 'why the hell would you drink 4 cups of delicious delicious coffee at midnite, the prime hour for r.e.m. sleep ?'  well put.  well one of my friends has been grounded.  poor poor friend.  but instead of the traditional 'stay in your room' penalty, his reprocussion includes painting the house in mid-summer.  i have been recruited to help.  so he plans on starting at around 9am, which is about my prime hour for r.e.m. sleep.  that will not do.  that will not do at all.  i'm not planning on waking up at 9am.  so i won't.  in other words, i'll just stay up all night.  i can hear the audience's gasps, but honestly if i was going to sleep, it would be at 6am anyway.  i still have jet lag, but it hasn't gone away because i never sleep normal hours.  so don't pity me.  i get to waste my time watching a few newly acquired dvd's and setting high scores on '3D space cadet pinball.

---Goei---