414.

wait, what?

so many things.. all the time.

FRIDAY

got normal. for mike's fancy party. started at mad's house. Real Mad, not ME mad. shots down the hatch, you know how we do. wait. do you? you should. just get the fuck out if you don't. so? dog beers, dranked. shots poured, drank. speak french? sure, fine. off to mike's.. down some stairs.. down the rabbit hole. BOOM. met up with chris, CRISIS CHRIS. no, just kidding. he's not a crisis. i'm a god damn crisis. anyways.. i pop outta my cab.. he hops off the bus.. i approach him and BOOM.  i fell. blood errrrywhere. nothing like walking into a party fulla suits with blood running down your legs. 

then? well. i dont know really. woke up with boo boos i dont remember getting.. in strange clothes. 

SATTADAY

saint patricks day parade

8am wake up calls with bloody knees are only worth it when you get to star in your own parade. 

peter and jen, and jen's family made for an excellent time. 

no, really. a fucking blast. 

after, we went to dolores. you know. do you? ahaha here we go again.. walked into dolores. not really a spot of mine. meaning? meaning i don't kick it a dolores. not intentionally. not that i DISLIKE IT. gah, so. there were were. theater freaks in a sea of cool. singing, making tables... smoking and DRINKING and looking so fine. then, back to peter's place. for more of the same. 

and then? the world came crumbling down. seemingly anyways. i stuck around... then went home. to my MAMA HOUSE. where we watched her fat ass fuck pregnant cat wobble around.

she had kitts. look

i'm taking two. gonna name them both Ronny. 

come here, ronnies. 

(laughter)