Monday, February 9, 2009

luxy 101.

so after a good bottle of black label between the four of us, i proceded to the bathroom at Luxy101. my cute little asain bartender/waitress came into the bathroom to make sure i got enough water whilest puking up j.walker+test tube shots. t-bags handled me out to his car and drove me to the gerlach house with no complaints (that i can remember). my boys then, had to carry me (one at my shoulders & one at my feet) up the stairs & put me in bed. thank god they love me. clearly, i am a handful. we like to party... and apparently i like to get d-runk. 

i feel very loved after my weekend. 

i love all of you that treat me like a real friend,
i love all of you that allow me to act like a total fool,
i love all of you that show concern when things go wrong,
i love all of you that care about the future of my being,
i love all of you that are my brothers/sisters for the long run.

just know i will be there to carry you, one by one, on my bare back, up the stairs, into bed, and wipe your mouth when you throw up the booze i buy you.
forevs.

and i would love to super-impose cory where that fugly black dot is ruining my picture.

Monday, February 2, 2009

another building knocked down.

my world is crumbling.


RIP uncle jeff quon.
passed today sometime near 4:55.

you will be missed.
the coolest asain on the block.
we love you.

my mind has been elsewhere.

so i believe this has got to be the most boring blog on the entire internet.
i don't think i would read it, if it weren't my own.
my bestfriend, Kaitlyn, writes one of the most engaging blogs of ALL TIME... :D
i check her blog about 30 times a day because she is just that ridiculously amazing, and this isn't JUST friend to friend promotion, i mean, seriously she is just that good.

my life is pretty boring lately, minus my dates with kaitlyn.
we see movies, eat mounds of food, and from time to time consume delicious margaritas.
i really think we should hire faux paparazzi to follow us around all day, 
becuase for some reason, whenever i am around her, i dress WAAAAY better than normal.
iiii dont know, its just a thought. the only exciting thing that just made me take a step back and think,  was when my cell phone rang on my way to irvine, it was Janice D. just calling to say hi and let me know what's going on in her life. i wish i could explain how awesome this woman is. 
janice is my homegirl.
what'cha got t'say 'bout dat?