I feel like I haven't updated in this blog for years, but really it has been a few days. Damn.
I've done a few things since then which I can hardly recall but I'll do my best.
Umm. On Friday day I think, I went op-shopping and did something else, but I have forgotten. I brought back home some denim shorts and cut them up. The remainder material left ended up like this -

( This photo is of my awesome friend model. )
and an awesome bavaclava/porn mask kind-a thing. I forgot what they're called. I'll upload a photo when I've got one. Haha.
Then the night came, and I was off to Rogers birthday where we stayed at Chevron Renaissance.

(This is basically the only pic I got.)
Fuck yea! It was so dope, and so was the hospitality. Oh my fucking god, they had all this deep fried food (& more) which were speaking to me from the table, eaaaat me. And a fridge full of unlimited drinks and spirits as this is also good. So as it normally ends..
I got drunk.
They got drunk.
Then off to the Bedroom... got our part-ay on. Some over flamboyant gay dude tried to pick up bouch but yeah... nothing happened hahah. I wish it did, just for the laughs.

Hahahaha. He's the guy in the black jacket.

Check out this random's blown up face/dance. HA HA HA

Anyways, then we went to Hollywood...(strippers) as I have never been before. It got kind of boring after a while... I wish one of them slipped. One had really monged titties and another one looked like a complete man. Ugh. We later then met up with Al and Adam. Went back to the bedroom where we continued getting loose as fuck. But then the night came to an end where bouch suddenly felt like spewing in the middle of the dancefloor ... and boom we were OUTTA THERE!!
We came back and the others had gotten into a fight. Hmmm. I'm so over fights. Drunk dickheads everywhere... berrr.
Bla bla, spew, bla, we slept on the ground, it was so fucking bright. the blinds were open, thankgod somebody shut them. I cooked everyone breakfast. Left. Horrible, horrible hangover. Jetted down to the beach. Swam then laid on the sand for a while. Ate a fuck load!! Still felt sick. Came home. Alex got a studio quality recording set-up for his 21st coming up so alot of the rest of the weekend we jammed. (Not that I can sing, but it's fun trying.) Ha ha. And yes!! I could keep going about all the other things I did, but these were the highlights.
peace