| I woke up at 8am and I drove to Target to meet up with Alejandra, Gustavo, Robert and the three Jonathans. WE picked up a day pass on the way to Union Station and headed to Hollywood. Guess what small variations of Carl's Jrs' are called? Carl's Jr. Jr.
We walked around and noticed a museum offering a free tour. The Citizens Commission on Human Rights International organization was talking about how psychiatrists offer mind-bending drugs as treatments for mental illnesses. The tour involved videos showing the graphic experimentation over the history of mental illnesses. All the big shoootings (i.e. Columbine and Virginia Tech) and suicides are lined to psychiatric drugs. So our venture in Hollywood started with depression.
I am in love with Amoeba Records, which previously broke my heart when we got locked out of a Franz Ferdinand concert. I was browsing around for some Jackson 5/Michael Jackson CDs for mother, but they were all sold out (figures). So I went to the clearance section and I found some decent albums at $2.99. I bought copies of Telepathe's Dance Mother, Rogue Wave's Asleep at Heaven's Gate, and Chairlift's Does You Inspire You.
Then we got back on the Metro and went to Universal Citywalk. We went to Buca for lunch. Our waitress gave one of the Jonathan's some action at the end of the meal since it was his birthday. Afterward, we walked around and checked out the shops. I bought some sunglasses for $3.25. I'm not a sunglasses type of person but I need them while I'm driving since the sun does not always cooperate.
Once we took the bus back to Target, we bought some drinks since we were all hella thirsty. I bought a jug of iced tea for $1.00.
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| Today, I finally became a licensed driver. The DMV gave me a provisional license but recorded my gender as "F." Holy crap, I'm not a girl. So I ended up going back to Montebello and had to line up to explain how I'm a man. Awkward.
And I know someone from New Zealand now. I will go to Rainbow's End one day. |
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| Transformers 2 was horrible!
Scrotum? Did Michael Bay hire an eight-year old to write jokes for the movie?
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| I ditched my band because my ego was gigantic. I'm starting my rap career as Drugz 'N Haircutz.
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| I want to be a cool kid. By cool kid, that means not ending up like Hurricane Chris nor the Louisiana state legislature.
New band names:
Hurricane Chris and the Lousiana state legislature
Sleepyheads (might be taken, but whatever)
The Big Ohio
The Big Witness
The Shaq-a-Cavs
The last three can be nicknames, so I'm killing two birds with one stone here.
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