I went to LA with my special person for a weekend getaway. He lives far away and well, long story short, its not special anymore. We stayed in a little boutique hotel that used to be Lillian Gish's house. It was very Beverly Hills and very Chinoisiere. If you're visiting LA for work and need a cute stay, may I suggest
Maison 140. Did you peek? Isn't it the cutest?
When we weren't eating delicious food at delicious restaurants and taco trucks, going to the beach, visiting museums, or doing neat-o LA stuff, we hung out with Aska and Crystal. First stop Kibbitz room on a Friday night. Not so mellow. We opted for Rite Aid instead.
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| Time to play dress up! |
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| Spike and Rick punched Crystal in the eye for being a stupid bitch |
This is an abbreviated version of this field trip. There was bellowing laughter and tear-inducing hilarity going on. It was a wild and wacky night!
Somehow Spike setting his two friends aflame over and over again became the new fun thing to do. I was nervous nells, but due to the power of peer pressure I just fake laughed, held onto Jeremiah's hand, and said nobigdeal to myself about a million times. I kept looking at Aska to see if she would quell the human sacrifice that had ensued, but she was too busy screaming "get him! get him!" to catch my vibes. This went on for about 20 minutes. Keep in mind that everyone's wearing scary clown makeup and peeing all over Fairfax Ave.
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| See!? Aska peed all over my foot while I was covering her squat. Theenks! |
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| The next night was Sunny's birthday |
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| Face painting tip #1: If you're a guy go CUTE. Chicks love that stuff. |
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| Tip #2: Abortion scenes are great ice breakers |
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| I have a mancrush on Alex. Gay gay gay gay |
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| Its impossible for your party to suck of you have Rock Band |
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| Especially if the game is hooked up to the entire property's sound system |
Maybe it was just really really loud, but it felt like we were at the Rosebowl (not)
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| Shit was getting crucial |
My dude took this on the way out out of the party. He was really bored and dying to leave. Of course ten minutes after we left I started getting texts that said things like "Get back here! Kanye Fucking West! Kanye!" and "Did you leave? Come back dumbass Kanye West just got here!" but of course we couldn't drive back into the hills after all those goodbyes. There were only about 25 people there so it would've been super queer. We went to a crappy movie instead. We missed figgin KANYE figgin WEST. FIG!
kanyewest.
Sorry, that was the last one.
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| Next day was Malibu |
Doesn't it look like I have two tushies under there? This is a HORRID picture but its so funny I had to post it. Can you imagine if this was my real gargantuan booty? Would you still be friends with me?
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| Motivational Poster: PERSEVERANCE |
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| HOPE |
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| FORTITUDE |
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| Lobster on a hot dog bun? You seafood wizards you! |
That night I organized a birthday party for Aska at my all time favorite bar in Los Angeles: M BAR
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| Curtis aka Cute-is. Curty is a very special person. A kind, sweet soul. |
