up all night, then got taken to that place where they threw Donny's ashes in the Big Lebowski, the sunken city or something like that... beautiful place...
awww yeah, I'm now back in my beloved city of angels. ya know, after dealing with extreme weirdness I've decided that I just wanna go on dates all this week, yeah... that's going to rule
it's even weirder than I thought, I went to the end, then a little further and looked off. I have now found myself back to a neutral place where the weirdness isn't quite so weird and I can use that phrase 'I'm ok' to describe where I'm at...
phew, a night of food poisioning/vodka induced sweaty/cold chilled psychoticness really puts everything in perspective... I feel quite humbled and not so bratty today, this is good