Speaking of hair, Thunderstorm brought up the topic of shampoos. I, for one, prefer using Ginger Shampoo from The Body Shop. I just ran out last night so I'll have to get me some more tomorrow.

Anyway, my friends down in Cerritos just called me up and invited me to dinner. Woohoo! We're going to an Italian place called something along the line of Beppo di Peppo or other over in Long Beach. Plus, I get to see their 3 little kittens again.

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Update: 1:15 a.m. : I'm back home. We ended up going to The Macaroni Grill at the Cerritos Town Center, instead. I had the Sausage & Pepper Classico plate, a glass of Chianti red wine, and some sort of caramel custard.

While driving 90 mph on the 105 west to the 405 north, I thought about what it'd be like to drive into the side wall in my trance-like state of mind. Wine does that to me, making me all mellow. Crazy, huh? Wine also makes me outspoken and sarcastic. Boy, am I good at bashing people and misleading them when I've had a little alcohol in my system. I can be quite the jokester. My tongue becomes some whiplash striking like lightening at whatever I can catch. I think I need to go to bed.