Weekend was lame.
Went out to see one of the best real estate speakers on Saturday, so I had to reschedule surfing lessons to next Saturday. Later that night I drove 45 minutes to the beach for Latin Fest, but about 10 minutes after I got there it ended several hours early because of a storm on its way in. I did feel REALLY good that night too, I was wearing my sexy pink dress shirt and I was getting eyeballed by girls, and dudes were going "nice shirt". Ended up dropping by one of my female friend's house on my way back home. Didn't get anything because it was girls night.
Sunday was pretty gay, woke up late, didn't go to church for volunteering, and showed up late for a festival that ended early because of a storm- again. I guess I bring the bad weather wherever I go.
I didn't put out signs this week, but I will be making an offer on a house on Monday, so I might GET PAID soon!
I'll call HB8 from last Tuesday on Monday, invite her to an art museum on Wednesday (they have a live band and sh*t, it always impresses the girl when I take them there).
The weekend was a combination of poor self-control and poor weather, but I'm glad that I went out.
Last week I learned that it is TOTALLY worth driving 45 minutes to the tourist area to sarge, that Latin music and clubs are one of the BEST venues because I'm super comfortable, not to leave a club 20 minutes after I arrive, and that when it rains, there will be less girls at the club, but those girls are looking to get laid will brave the weather.