champagneofdudes

Here we are fuck ups. I'm in an "easy internet cafe" somewhere in London. I'm having an okay time, but I feel like i'm missing everything. I've only been to the bar once (hotel bar) and can hardly find time for a cigarette cause i'm always with my parents. I think I might want to move here, but i think it is only cause of the extraordinary amount of beautiful middle eastern and indian women here. jesus christ, my boner is out of control. i had some phenomenal indian food here, the naan was out of control. I bought a Clem Snide EP that you can't get in the states. I keep making eyes at british chicks cause I think they like my beard. They think I'm a viking. What else? nothing really. a couple of tours, a walk through the madness that is oxford street on boxing day. It's fucking insane, thousands of people just go on a shopping spree the day after christmas. isn't it enough to have bought christmas presents but then buy a bunch of crap after it? these people are crazy.

OH YEAH!!! I'm now the proud owner of a pair of boxer shorts with a london underground map on them. they'll be great for parties. i need to be drunk soon. don't forget dudes, new years. I'll totally be around seeking debauchery and a quick make out when the ball drops, regardless of gender.