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It's 1:29 p.m. and Friday drags on. I watch the people I work with go through the motions just as I am going through the motions and we are all waiting for one thing - the quitting bell that releases us into our weekend.

There's a car show on Sunday at Cashman Center and a bunch of us want to roll up there. I plan on taking my camera because supposedly there is going to be a hop off. I love cars. I love rims. I love it all. When I was younger my friends used to call me a car hop. It's something I can't help. When I see a man in a fat ride I am tempted to talk to him just because of the ride. Not that I want to use him for the ride but I at least have to acknowledge it. So I tell them that I like the car and I ask about the engine and the rims and the paint job and whatever else interests me.

I was reading cat daddy when I stumbled across this. I know I shouldn't be laughing but it was fucking funny.

I discovered that someone I really like runs a porn site on the side. Something I never would have guessed about this person. The discovery was made entirely on accident. I'm going to have tact and not link to it before talking to them first but I really am tempted to just show y'all cause god damn there's a chick sucking a big ole fat dick right there on the front page.

I was walking through the building yesterday and passed behind this girl who was adding an entry to her diaryland diary. I was so excited to see that I had to stop and say something. I love seeing people with blogs and diaries because I often feel like I'm the only geek I know that does this shit. Well, besides all of you.

I'm trying to get these hookers together so we can buy our tickets to see Def Comedy Jam when it's here the weekend of November 1st. You know how your people do. They say they are going to go then wait up to the last minute to tell you they aren't going to go. I'm not with that. I want us to know who is going. We are supposed to rent a suite at the Hilton that weekend so we can party on the strip without having to drive in all different directions to our respective homes around town afterwards.

It's funny how after living here in Vegas, I'm used to the club not closing until like 6 in the morning. In L.A. they start snatching your drinks up at like 1:30. My hairdresser and I were laughing about that the other night. We can buy liquor in this town 24 hours a day. These are the benefits of living in Vegas. Who wants to come for a visit?

Tonight I'm going to go hang with Pusha at his new place. I just talked to Slim and the preparations for getting the $$ pot going are already in place. We'll see what's up.

Whatchu got goin' on for the weekend?