L.A.

L.A.
I moved to L.A. a couple of nights ago. Kayla, Dan, Nate and Lilly brought me down in the van on Sunday. We hung out in Venice on Monday and now they are GONE. I feel sad. I woke up this morning with a cold. Fucking bullshit. It's hot here. L.A., man. Please send me things at: 1451 Armacost Ave, Apt #4. Los Angeles CA 90025.

Halloween
I dressed as Joan of Arc from Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure and lots of nice boys knew who I was. It made me feel good. First we went to a party at the Lobot Gallery. Adrienne played in a DEVO cover band and it was pretty cool. Jose showed up and we ate mushrooms. I went pee behind some guy's shrubs and he actually CAME OUTSIDE and yelled "HEY WHAT THE FUCK?? YOU FUCKING TRAMPLED MY BUSHES!!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING???" and I said "uhh....I was just...looking for my water bottle...so I could....drink from it....oh there it is." Then I looked at him and took a sip and me and Kayla went back to the party. WOOPS! At least I already had my pants up. He was super small and strange. Then we went to a different house party where Ben tried to kiss me on the lips in front of everyone in the kitchen and I handled it super poorly cuz I was tripping and it was really, really weird. Also I was trying to eat a chocolate chip cookie when this happened. Then we danced a bunch and went to a different party, I have no idea where it was or whose house, but shit was beat. But I did talk to some kid whose costume was a "bad acid trip". he made this awesome paper mache helmet with all these evil faces on it. It ruled, I wore it briefly. THEN we found out that Nobunny was playing at Sugar Mountain which is right down the street from The Full House House, so we went to that and danced wicked hard and it was fucking awesome. Then we went home and smoked bongs with Johnny. The End.

Ramen
I want some. NOW.