Kitty!

I've had a good past few days; yesterday, statistics made sense the way my new teacher explained them, there was little-to-no traffic on the 405, and I finally got a job interview (at Build-A-Bear), so my mom is slowing the nagging about it. In the evening, I drove out on the 5 a ways to get Ron from Matt Sternacker, and decided that since I'd come as far as the 10, we may as well get on it and go see Matt.

We got to Matt's around 7:30 or 8:00 or so, met his mother and sister (to whom he is not related, despite this "biology" and "genetics" business), who we not quite as wacky as Matt describes them, but may have only seemed this way because we weren't there long. We ended up going for Thai food in hoppin' West Covina (or, in the seemingly growing trend of shortening the names of places for no reason, "WeCo"). We'd have liked to stay longer, but since I had class this morning we were required to head back with the plan to drive to San Diego tomorrow together (which seems it won't work out after all, but oh well).

Back at my house, Scabbers and Ron met and got along famously.


This morning, we went to my Human Sexuality class. My teacher began by saying, "You know when your in a relationship with someone, and they're sick and really want to cuddle, and you don't have the heart to tell them to back away for a bit, so you end up sick too? Well, I'm sick." He also kept bringing up specifically gay rights stuff (today's lecture topic was sexuality and law), and mentioned UCLA Law's Williams Intitute, a program that works for gey rights, which he is "involved" in. That and Ron agreed with my general vibe from him. Anyway, class was quite interesting, and there were several debates about how the constitution guarantees any form of sexual rights, and what "undue burden" is when involving a mother trying to get an abortion.

After class, we just ate lunch and stopped by where my friend Weintana was working on campus to say hello and that I wouldn't be able to have her over tomorrow after all, since I'll be heading down to San Diego.

Upon leaving campus, we decided to go check out West Hollywood, since I've only ever passed it, not really wandered it. In truth, it's not that exciting, but I did find it relaxing to be able to walk and NOT feel awkward. I generally don't care about what other people think of my sexuality, but I do often feel awkward around LA. Yet, in West Hollywood, I think Ron and I were the only pair of people walking around that weren't the same sex. We ended up getting "tea" at a cafe, and then browsing a bookshop until the parking meter ran out. From there, we just drove around the city, looking at things and for places to go, eventually deciding to drive from Doheney and Olympic to Hollywood and Highland and then back over the hill to my house.

After dinner, my mom gave Ron a mango to cut for dessert. Scabbers, being weird (for he is indeed my cat), LOVES mango. As soon as it was in the room, Scabbers was at the table screaming for some. He climbs into my sister's lap next to Ron, where he watched intently as the mango is peeled and sliced. At some point, her decides he can wait no longer, climbs across to Ron, and began eating it from the plate until Ron simply picked some up and held it for him.

Once everyone, including the cat, had had enough mango, Kevin called (with impeccable timing), we talked a bit, and I left Ron outside with the phone and began writing this. At the moment, we're listening to the Lost in Translation soundtrack and Ron is organizing and arranging ties for the dress that is to be in QFS next year. He’s being quite ADD, as usual.