I'm going for a weekend of writing and anonymity. Tomorrow, I start with dancing. Going out alone. Just need to dance. On the search for a good club with incredible music - something to move to. Saturday: an art show in Venice/Santa Monica. Sunday: a mystery.
By Monday, I will have 50 pages written, some incredible stories of my adventures, and a feeling that maybe for a few days I forgot about everything.
Some quotes to make you laugh:
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Except for herpes. That shit'll come back with you.
Goddamn, will you put some pants on? --- There is a tiger in the bathroom! There is a jungle cat in the bathroom!! --- Hey bro, do you mind on puttin on some pants? I find it a little weird that I have to tell you twice.
Step over there. Not you, Fat Jesus!
