Trevor, Lo, and I went out to dinner tonight to an Italian steakhouse in Eagle Rock. There was a great jazz band playing. The drummer was Johnny Vatos from Oingo Boingo. BADASS!!!!!
Last night I said goodbye to my buddy, Lee. He flew back to London today. He's the funniest and most generous person I know, and I miss him already.
Tomorrow, there are plans for bowling, drinking, and women. Thanks to Lo.
P.S.: I'm buzzed like a motherfucker right now. Stiff drinks a plenty at the steakhouse!
Currently listening to:
The cats running from room to room.
Question:
How many fingers am I holding up?
Last night I said goodbye to my buddy, Lee. He flew back to London today. He's the funniest and most generous person I know, and I miss him already.
Tomorrow, there are plans for bowling, drinking, and women. Thanks to Lo.
P.S.: I'm buzzed like a motherfucker right now. Stiff drinks a plenty at the steakhouse!
Currently listening to:
The cats running from room to room.
Question:
How many fingers am I holding up?
missblood:
Sounds like your doing well in LA. I have not really been doing anything since moving back home. I am adjusting very well to the move. Physically I do not feel any different. I think at first it was the sleeping alone that I was freaked out about. I think this weekend I am going to try to get myself out of the house and do something. Bowling sounds fun.. Came I come?