Last night was weird.

First a friend of mine got us kicked out of a bar... before we even got in the door.

Then later at the Dresden I ran into an old boss of mine from a gig I actually got fired from. She was drunk and started putting the moves on me, then next thing I know we were making out in the bar.


If I had a little less sense and let her have her way, I'd probably be waking up at her place right now. This is even more hilarious when you consider the reasons they let me go from that particular job.


This is my life. Man am I gonna miss LA.