ilovemikehunt

omg..OMGOMGOMGOM@O%M@O#M%@OMHGOMGOMG...

i met this dude last night who looked like a smaller version of tony robbins.
yum.

we talked dj talk for awhile on top of a pool table while crunkenly watching the bar sluts dance on the surrounding tables and bars. (and watching my cousin harass these poor creatures... fucking hillarious.)

at one point, he asked me how long i'd be here (in florida), and then told me that i should go to this bar on a particular night... however, at this point, i cannot remember which night or which bar it was.
ugh.

for me, the bar scene is usually more of a place to fuck with people than to actually get down, but i was really feeling this dude...
'why didn't i get his number before leaving?'
...that's what i've been asking myself.

oh well, he is friends with my cousin after all... maybe finding this fool won't be so difficult.


by the way, i think this franz ferdinand "take me out" song is the best evwhore.