ghostdance

Spun out last night, shit went good, I'm inspired to come up with new shit now. This party was amazing, it went good, my boys really came through on it. The raw food session was the shit, if I could eat like that everyday I totally would, I'm gonna have to make the change to it soon, energy is lovely. Talked to lots of pretty girls, too bad the one I actually wanted left with someone else.......

Saw lots of cats I aint seen in ages, my boys from art school were in full effect, that made me happy, as much as highschool sucked I sure as fuck new a lot of cool people there. Should be doing some piecing soon, nice, I have not painted in a long time. Got sick, I was drunk and this cat kept trying to shove this drink down my throat, like there was about to be a fight if I didn't drink this shit so I did because I wasn't having that and sure nuff right afterwards I had to run around the corner and get sick by the elevator. Fucker, I should have just punched him. Starting off a night with tequilla is never a good sign, you're supposed to work up to that, but there was plenty of good beer to keep me in check. Lots of bands, there was this rap group that played that was just ridiculous, like Cincinnati's own Roots, dudes were ill. Whiskey Dick was rad too, I finally got to see them. Left and walked up the hill home at about 6:30am I think, it's 12:30pm now, I need a smoke fuckin bad, and some food.

EDIT

At breakfast today I found out the cops showed up last night after somebody poured a beer out the window and it landed in a fuckin baby carriage. Crazy party.