who would've thought that me, of all people, would be enjoying the west coast so much. i'm happy...
ok, for some of you, that's a shock, for others...well, it is a shock, i'm genuinely happy out here. sun is warm, people can drive, there's culture, the women are incredible, and i have a job. i have a fucking job, and i'm looking forward to it. my only problems...hmm, fashion valley, try going there to look for a job looking like me. i walked into express only to have some asshole stare at me like i don't belong...paranoid, i thought i was until i stood outside kenneth cole waiting for jeff to grab an app only to have the guy stare at me as well...ok so i stick out...but someday, i'll lose all my weight, have money, and be able to walk into the same store and treat them like shit.
oh yeah, i like bmw's, always have, great cars. so, i went with jeff and nicole to look at mini coopers (bmw makes them) so we stop at the bmw dealership in escondido and looked around, we walk into the main office and the first guy says...well nothing, he ignores us, the second guy asks us if he can't point us in the right direction...
haha, i love it out here, when i do start making some fucking money...these people will be my bitches...
music...Panic! at the disco - a fever you can't sweat out - ok, it's a bit emo and a whole lot of awesome...i'm hooked, very upbeat stuff, just a great album, super catchy...a must buy