Musicals, Pit Bulls, Pajamas.

As I walked into my apartment last night, I was met with a most unexpected, but very welcome surprise.

Omata, Jason, Aaron, Kevin, Anya, Ian, Aleks, Orien, Chen and Ryan were all sitting around inside, chilling. My mind was blown because no one told me they'd be coming. It was such an awesome surprise. We almost never see each other anymore in big groups, so this was grandtastic.

The evening was comprised of a review of the Tessera Arts Fest footage from last year which is, if I do say so myself, effing sweet. Then we went to eat, and talked about all sorts of bullshit. And when we came home, Orien, Chen, Omata and me played a weird round of guitarmageddon.

But the real highlight of yesterday, if not the past month, was when I defeated a pitbull in single combat.

I was walking to Lucio's and this fucking pitbull monsterdog starts charging down a hill at me, screaming furiously. I see it and instantly think "I am going to die, right here and right now". I don't know why, but instead of running, I turned towards the pitbull and charged at it, roaring as loud as I could. The monster stopped in it's tracks, staring at me in surprise. I kept running at it as fast as i could, and the dog yelped, turned tail, and fled.

I stood there, reveling in the unexpected glory. God that was sweet. God.

I was thinking to myself yesterday and I decided that girls are very attractive in pajamas. I don't know why I'm writing this in my blog. But it's true. Pajamas are mad sexy.

Anyway. Good night and good luck.