drenched in hollywood
saturday greeted me with dark, gloomy skies!! southern cal does have it's dark days and i found myself drenched to the bone. okay, i saw the dark clouds looming and decided, wtf, i'm not being stuck indoors.
hang on, let me back track a bit. remember that guy i was dissing, that other uncle of mine who caused royally entertained us the other night - well, i'm staying with him and his family. so maybe, i should bite the hand that feeds me. (but eish, i've been in that bathroom way too many times and my stomach decides to rumbles in moments of silence!!). the other dude i came with just up and left and he's now back in nothern cal. i decided that my fun here just didn't happen with him cramping my style. need my freedom from peeps suffering from severe mid-life crises. anyhoo, this other dude (let's call him ben) put me in his garage which i thought was sweet. no need to sneak in early in the morning, worrying that they'll hear me. so i have my own little space with my own tiny wincy telly to keep me company.
anyway, i catch the metro for hollywood. i got off at highland - swike me, it really was a bit glamorous - except for the rain which was now peltering like mad. walking down hollywood blvd was like trying to swim through the limpopo. it was pouring. but there i was, no umberalla in hand, blissfully admiring the stars on the sidewalk. just like the ones i see on tv. then...
....finish later...
where was i?....sidewalk, rain. wet wet wet! it was like being in england all over again. it made me realise just how much i hate rain. but it was good to walk around the highland area. bumped into these holidaying south africans. "how you doin my bru?" "lekker, man!"
when i got back home, my garage was completely underwater!
hang on, let me back track a bit. remember that guy i was dissing, that other uncle of mine who caused royally entertained us the other night - well, i'm staying with him and his family. so maybe, i should bite the hand that feeds me. (but eish, i've been in that bathroom way too many times and my stomach decides to rumbles in moments of silence!!). the other dude i came with just up and left and he's now back in nothern cal. i decided that my fun here just didn't happen with him cramping my style. need my freedom from peeps suffering from severe mid-life crises. anyhoo, this other dude (let's call him ben) put me in his garage which i thought was sweet. no need to sneak in early in the morning, worrying that they'll hear me. so i have my own little space with my own tiny wincy telly to keep me company.
anyway, i catch the metro for hollywood. i got off at highland - swike me, it really was a bit glamorous - except for the rain which was now peltering like mad. walking down hollywood blvd was like trying to swim through the limpopo. it was pouring. but there i was, no umberalla in hand, blissfully admiring the stars on the sidewalk. just like the ones i see on tv. then...
....finish later...
where was i?....sidewalk, rain. wet wet wet! it was like being in england all over again. it made me realise just how much i hate rain. but it was good to walk around the highland area. bumped into these holidaying south africans. "how you doin my bru?" "lekker, man!"
when i got back home, my garage was completely underwater!
hope your garage is dry now.
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10:13 am, January 09, 2006