| i'll be amazed if you even read this. (in it's entirety.) |
[24 Feb 2002|09:40pm] |
today, chad, adrian, and me decide to hit up LA for the hell of it and possibly load up on some useless mexican or chinese merch. the first spot we hit was some place called "el cayehon" errr something of that toss. it was a bunch of shops outdoor all selling the same thing as the person next to them and they were all either horrible bootlegs with the named change to avoid being sued, or stolen things. haha fun times. we wandered around the place until we ran into this knife shop about 2 hours later.
somehow chad got it in his head that he needed to get two kool lookin' knives and after haggling with indian salesman for half an hour, he got both of them for 90 bucks. meanwhile the lady that was his assistant or something kept trying to brush up against me and...well it was just awkward 'cuz she was alright looking, but somewhat whorish. (10 pounds of make up, see thru shirt, big boobs pooring out) meh. following that fun-filled adventure adrian walks into a smoke shop packed with bongs and pipes of every color, size, shape, whatever. both the crackheads keep asking the guy that worked there to show them each one, but he didn't seem to mind. good man. finally chad buys a small 7 dollar pipe and adrian buys a watch with a built in lighter, that was only 4 bucks.
so we leave the place, and head for olivera street, (historic LA street) and we grub there. yeah it's some super cultural place where you're supposed to experience everything it has to offer, but being the nerd i am i went with the hotdog and slushie. yummm. some indians started dancing around whilst some banged drums so we checked that out for a while. some other stuff happened but it's not worth typing.
around late 5ish we get to hollywood just to see what we would find there. hollywood is trashy lingerie shops, expensive tattoo and piercing parlors >=|, and the strangest combination of people ever. on one block we saw, one homless deranged man, some "jesus loves you" sing wielding lunatic, 2 gutter punks, stereo typical yuppie guy with his blonde wife (had the white sweater wrapped around him and everything.haha.)
we check out random stores and check out ripley's believe it or not museum, that was interesting.
dusk turns into a purple haze and we decide to head back to oc. i asks chad to take me to the body piercieng saloon on katella so we go... some good lookin' girls were ahead of us in line and they got their eyebrows done. mike says it'll be 15 minutes before my plugs are steralized so we chill on the couch for a while. during this time some chicks that just came from the beach and were still in their bathing suits. >=) told mike what they wanted to get pierced and then they talked to us for a while. so i get on the "dentist" chair, the roxy models offer to hold my hand but it wasn't neccessary. they just squirmed as they saw the needle go through my ear, but it didn't really hurt.
shit this is getting long, i'll cut it short. we go to chad's, play halo for a while. we drive to foothill ranch to pick up some off-roading gear chad bought of the recycler and turns out the guy was some confederate hick. adrian stayed outside because he's half italian and didn't feel comfortable...he's quite the emo pusscake. okay all is said and done, we drop off adrian, then chad drops me off, and my mom asks what i did and talks to me for a while about nothingess. it was hard to concentrate because i kept thinking she'd see my plugs under my hair, but she didn't so all is well for now. =]
okay sorry this came out so long and if you read the whole thing, i love you dearly and you lack a life. =D j/k. good night chunksters.
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