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Friday, March 25, 2011

Running With the Bulls

So March 22, 2011 had a lot of events, but my favorite is running with the bulls. I'll start the day in order. So I was staying over at Ethan's house and we woke up at fricken 12 o' clock(we are on spring break) and Ethan goes"Man you gotta go Linda is coming over (she's his scary ex-stepmom) soon", so I get up and start moving. I go over to my grandparents to hang with my nanna and she is sitting there at the house watching"who killed who" shows, she tries to explain the reason why its on is because of my grandfather, its like Nanna you can always change the channel hellooooo. I just think thats funny, like me blaming my strange obsession with "The Dog Whisperer" because I happen to lose the remote every-time its on. So me and Nanna were watching cold case files trying to figure out if a multimillionaire business CEO killed his wife, he was found guilty, but I don't think he did it. I pulled out my computer and started teaching myself photoshop. After finishing this:
I was bored waiting on my friend James Mata(Him and my good looking ex girlfriend named Justine went to the beach without me). I decided now was the time for the perm I've been wanting to get. I want a perm just to be able to say I have, I'm aware that I probably won't be as good looking, but I'm not looking to get married now, so there's no woman that I'm out to impress. However, I went to Fantastic Sam's and the lady told me to sign in, I signed in and asked"how much is the perm?" "50 dollars" I scratched my name out and said"I'm going to find a cheaper place". Oh and real quick, just as a side note, I have the smallest penis in the world. I taught that Korean lady a lesson. I called James and told him I'm going to this barber shop on El Toro road that does it for 25 bucks, he said he wanted to be there to document it. I arrive at a shop, take a number and wait. I started noticing this barber shop is weird like they'll shave your beard or trim it for you(I kinda want to do that to feel like a man, but I just have random pube-like patches on my face after a week of no shaving and I'll say"one trim please, keep it simple" they'll say"get out" I'll say"no I'm a paying customer" they'll say"seriously, get out, I'm not touching that junk" and I'll boycott them from now on). They also charge you for your kid to sit on your lap, thats weyud, but if I had a kid and I payed $2.50 for them to sit on my lap I would just make it worth it like encourage it to fart loud or have it question the hairstylist like"My dad is lonely, are you lonely(assuming that the stylist was good looking). Anyway so I was just hanging for a 6 minutes to find out that the hair place next door does the perms, so I walked over and the lady said my hair is too short! Sorry I'm not giving you everything you need to work with Korean lady.
Me and James try to be indie like we try to take pictures and wear old clothes(James is wearing a nice red sweatshirt and we all know red aren't bulls favorite color), so when I called him and told him that my hair was too short we decided to go take pictures. I knew of this cool spot by my grandparents and as we are driving I see an old broken down car and cows on this big grassy path. I yell to James to stop the car and go back and he goes"Those aren't cows those are fucking bulls, look, they got horns!" I tell him that we'll be fine and its all about being spontaneous in life. James turns the car around and this is where the real story begins. We both have cameras so I know either way this story would be documented. When parking on the side of the road I start changing into clothes I can look good and run fast in, James is still trying to convince me we can die, he's like"You do realize a bull can kill us right? It has horns and can run faster than us", but I'm so focused about taking a picture next to him I'm saying "ohhhhhhhhh we'llll be fine don't worry about it". This field is surrounded by barbed wire so have to jump it James goes"We have to jump back over, and it wont be as easy as getting in so if we get chased....""Ohhhhhhhh we'llll be fine don't worry about it". We started climbing a monster of a hill to see the bulls were already waiting for us, they were just staring, the black mamba of that herd started walking closer, thats where I decided to turn back. James got all excited, but I was like we aren't going back to the car, we are just going the long way around. James and I used to run cross country in highschool, James now smokes on average 2 cigars a day, I have gained 20 pounds since highschool, we are out of breath hiking. When we got to the top of this monster hill out of sight from the horned monsters I saw a watering hole, so I decided to take a picture, but then me and James saw a tree like it was out of Lord of The Rings, so we ran over there to take some indie pics. By the time we finished, the bulls wised up and moved to our only exit out of there, so we did what we had to do, run down a steep cliff. We survived running down the cliff, barbed wire went in my hand trying to climb over, but I don't like to make a big deal about that. We survive this huge trip that took us an hour. From there we go to the Irvine Improv where I see a good looking performer who is 30 something, I flirt with her and she calls me kid. I'm still trying to get her see that I'm an adult, so hopefully that works out. The last part of the "Running with the Bulls" day me and Ethan sat around a jacuzzi and had a heart to heart talk, which is always the best.

(I will be adding pictures of this adventure once I'm done editing them)

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