Being Standard No junction Checked Pony Tails Readied To Uff End
Thursday I went to work for an hour before going to downtown to start my internship at Freshjive. After the meeting I went over and had a Philly cheese steak at eat well on sunset. After finishing lunch I ordered a coffee as the coffee the Italian guys was drinking enticed me, but oddly in a bestial way. As I received my coffee I started to pour sugar, lots and lots of sugar… I thought to myself I am such a fly. Ding. It came to me… aw I miss Robzy mon petit oiseaux. I called her up and meet her at a restaurant off off Vermont, the place was on Hilgard it looked as if it was a tree house, something so wholesome as if it came out of Disney. I opened the menu half way through and found where the cocktail list started. We later strolled through all the necessary shops on third street, Melrose and rodeo… all of it cumulating to when I finally found out the sold house of Holland at Barneys. We parted pays for the moment. After “work” I went over to Hailey and Holly where I was shocked to see upon stepping in…Shaun cooking. It is a refreshing nearly surreal sight to see a “hipster” doing domestic things and really spending time at home other then cooking. This occasion was for the send off of one of there co workers. Robzy came and it was a party. One that consisted of all of us eating and chilling. We then went to the WESC party where I was truly not wowed. The crowds vibe was just what ever. We all left after a little less then 30 minutes to la cita, which was equally dead. At around 1ish I left and decided to go home for slumber for the next day.
Je taime mon gamines
Friday AFTER WORK I went with a few friends to dinner then off to a beautiful decay magazine party. I felt oddly comfortable more comfortable then at la cita; though the crowd was shit it felt…dare I say less pretentious. I bumped into my friend Bryn who finally started to focus on modeling. She and her man were one of the most handsome couples. When I got home me and b chilled and watched on demand Friends with money. I thought to myself as I got drunker and drunker of how much it paralleled my life and my “friends” lives.
The next morning I woke up exhausted and out of it. I thought it would be a lonely morning, one in which I would wake up on the couch next to no one and in deed I woke up naked next to no one. I got myself ready and called up Robzy where and picked up Jessie. Me and Jessie went to the standard sunset where I pounded a few on an empty stomach.
It was the first day of sunset junction but I didn’t care all I knew was that I was the kid in the city groaping the dirty, dirty photo man.
As I moved around drunkly security pulled me over and insisted on my Id… I didn’t have one. So I sold out and gave my free colt 45 up
The final three polaroids depict rony taking advantage of us… but we loved it
This is a drunk panda with a sober waif i think i might be a don't in vice
It was fun and all but we then ran to carnes stuffed our faces and decided to “retire”, till it was off again me and Jessie to check someones ponytail
When I got there I checked in with jaein as I usually do and felt a sense of empathy on a small level as I saw her struggle with countless assholes asking to get in. it made me think certain people try to suck your life out
Though most of my time was spent in the smoking patio I did see an amazing performace by this Canadian band called Dandi Wind
The night ended and I was mentally good at that point.
Sunday came and yet again I was stuck at work, fortunately I got out early and went a yard sale where I felt like the aging hipster surrounded by all the 15 year olds there to idolize uffie and whom ever was older…
I started the night portion with just a light dinner at m café de chaya that consisted of a brown rice veggie sandwich with a side of kale and an appetizer of tuna inari. I washed it down with a Clementine izzi and had a great caramel apple keyton for the finish. I was with friends in a sketchy situation a la Williams iding. I fled to haileys where after gulping a glass of white wine while getting harassed by tranny hookers… Then of course there was lax where uffie was really goodish…
I left early due to a mild panic attack, although while I was there all I did was sit on the side of ronys photo booth nearly hyperventilating
The next day I woke up and went to work. After work I made a long trek to Venice where I ate dinner with a friend Laura. She was so free spirited and passionate in not giving a fuck and that was inspirational. After dinner I hung out a bit with her and her friends. I stepped into what was suppose to be a bohemian abode (probably with dinge everywhere) I found melon slices wrapped in prosciutto along with a large slice of brie. Weirdo breado!!! I decided to go while I had the chance I didn’t want to miss robzys birthday. As I made my way to Roberta's happening I thought about where I stood in my situations. O well at the party I just lounged and chilled. The funny thing about this particular Monday was that this was one of the few Mondays in which there was actually something to do beauty bar had fembot some la riots thing it was a hoping Monday. (I later found out that beauty bar had about 20 peeps and the pics on kid paparazzi were not promising of the previous night)
Work work work and laura and em
The boat party
Tuesday I woke up haggard and sad I went to run some errands before work… after work I am at home now typing a bit tipsy
That night was absolutely insane as I was in an electro mosh pit
The only picture I got that night was a very clean one, one that I felt was both festive as well as depressing. Just before it was taken Annie said she was going tomorrow, by the time I publish this she would be gone…
I thought that this picture was poignant in its artistic qualities
Notice the guys necklace… look familiar…
The next day was another send off day as it was to be the last day dani was here…in the morning I went to lunch by myself at caffe roma where I had a salad that consisted of eggplant parmesan, chicken salad, Olivier salad, avocado salad, and a caprese salad; all washed down with a nice cold glass of pinot grigio. I later had my hair cut… which you will see next time
Thursday I went to work for an hour before going to downtown to start my internship at Freshjive. After the meeting I went over and had a Philly cheese steak at eat well on sunset. After finishing lunch I ordered a coffee as the coffee the Italian guys was drinking enticed me, but oddly in a bestial way. As I received my coffee I started to pour sugar, lots and lots of sugar… I thought to myself I am such a fly. Ding. It came to me… aw I miss Robzy mon petit oiseaux. I called her up and meet her at a restaurant off off Vermont, the place was on Hilgard it looked as if it was a tree house, something so wholesome as if it came out of Disney. I opened the menu half way through and found where the cocktail list started. We later strolled through all the necessary shops on third street, Melrose and rodeo… all of it cumulating to when I finally found out the sold house of Holland at Barneys. We parted pays for the moment. After “work” I went over to Hailey and Holly where I was shocked to see upon stepping in…Shaun cooking. It is a refreshing nearly surreal sight to see a “hipster” doing domestic things and really spending time at home other then cooking. This occasion was for the send off of one of there co workers. Robzy came and it was a party. One that consisted of all of us eating and chilling. We then went to the WESC party where I was truly not wowed. The crowds vibe was just what ever. We all left after a little less then 30 minutes to la cita, which was equally dead. At around 1ish I left and decided to go home for slumber for the next day.
Je taime mon gamines
Friday AFTER WORK I went with a few friends to dinner then off to a beautiful decay magazine party. I felt oddly comfortable more comfortable then at la cita; though the crowd was shit it felt…dare I say less pretentious. I bumped into my friend Bryn who finally started to focus on modeling. She and her man were one of the most handsome couples. When I got home me and b chilled and watched on demand Friends with money. I thought to myself as I got drunker and drunker of how much it paralleled my life and my “friends” lives.
The next morning I woke up exhausted and out of it. I thought it would be a lonely morning, one in which I would wake up on the couch next to no one and in deed I woke up naked next to no one. I got myself ready and called up Robzy where and picked up Jessie. Me and Jessie went to the standard sunset where I pounded a few on an empty stomach.
It was the first day of sunset junction but I didn’t care all I knew was that I was the kid in the city groaping the dirty, dirty photo man.
As I moved around drunkly security pulled me over and insisted on my Id… I didn’t have one. So I sold out and gave my free colt 45 up
The final three polaroids depict rony taking advantage of us… but we loved it
This is a drunk panda with a sober waif i think i might be a don't in vice
It was fun and all but we then ran to carnes stuffed our faces and decided to “retire”, till it was off again me and Jessie to check someones ponytail
When I got there I checked in with jaein as I usually do and felt a sense of empathy on a small level as I saw her struggle with countless assholes asking to get in. it made me think certain people try to suck your life out
Though most of my time was spent in the smoking patio I did see an amazing performace by this Canadian band called Dandi Wind
The night ended and I was mentally good at that point.
Sunday came and yet again I was stuck at work, fortunately I got out early and went a yard sale where I felt like the aging hipster surrounded by all the 15 year olds there to idolize uffie and whom ever was older…
I started the night portion with just a light dinner at m café de chaya that consisted of a brown rice veggie sandwich with a side of kale and an appetizer of tuna inari. I washed it down with a Clementine izzi and had a great caramel apple keyton for the finish. I was with friends in a sketchy situation a la Williams iding. I fled to haileys where after gulping a glass of white wine while getting harassed by tranny hookers… Then of course there was lax where uffie was really goodish…
I left early due to a mild panic attack, although while I was there all I did was sit on the side of ronys photo booth nearly hyperventilating
The next day I woke up and went to work. After work I made a long trek to Venice where I ate dinner with a friend Laura. She was so free spirited and passionate in not giving a fuck and that was inspirational. After dinner I hung out a bit with her and her friends. I stepped into what was suppose to be a bohemian abode (probably with dinge everywhere) I found melon slices wrapped in prosciutto along with a large slice of brie. Weirdo breado!!! I decided to go while I had the chance I didn’t want to miss robzys birthday. As I made my way to Roberta's happening I thought about where I stood in my situations. O well at the party I just lounged and chilled. The funny thing about this particular Monday was that this was one of the few Mondays in which there was actually something to do beauty bar had fembot some la riots thing it was a hoping Monday. (I later found out that beauty bar had about 20 peeps and the pics on kid paparazzi were not promising of the previous night)
Work work work and laura and em
The boat party
Tuesday I woke up haggard and sad I went to run some errands before work… after work I am at home now typing a bit tipsy
That night was absolutely insane as I was in an electro mosh pit
The only picture I got that night was a very clean one, one that I felt was both festive as well as depressing. Just before it was taken Annie said she was going tomorrow, by the time I publish this she would be gone…
I thought that this picture was poignant in its artistic qualities
Notice the guys necklace… look familiar…
The next day was another send off day as it was to be the last day dani was here…in the morning I went to lunch by myself at caffe roma where I had a salad that consisted of eggplant parmesan, chicken salad, Olivier salad, avocado salad, and a caprese salad; all washed down with a nice cold glass of pinot grigio. I later had my hair cut… which you will see next time
Labels: beverly hills, boats, Cobrasnakes, Downtown, drugs, hipster, LAX, Robzy, Rony's Photo booth, Sunset Blvd, uffie
posted by BJ Panda Bear at Sunday, August 19, 2007
1 Comments:
This pile of bullshit is horrendous, pretentious, and absolutely vacuous. Do you really think anyone gives a shit about the ingredients in your salad? Also, check your grammar and monitor your use of absurd colloquialisms.
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