oak

i'm such a fuck up.

for the second time in about 3 days i've had hot chicks totally digging on me but i get so completely paralyzed when in those situations i don't know what to say or do, and then in the end i get left alone yet again.

first in sydney, now in los angeles. i'm such a pussy & dumbass when it comes to girls.

i even had a near miss tonight when it came to a "confederacy of dunces" girl tonight. that's just inexcusable. 2 fuckups in one night. i should be shot or something.

ok i'm drunk and now going to sleep, cuz i got nothing better to do. talk to you fuckers tomorrow i guess.

hung-over update:
i'm leaving those drunken ramblings up because i find them amusing. i will briefly contextualize, though: henry and i were at this pretty kick ass but overly trendy burlesque bar called forty deuce. henry knows the owner, who pointed us out to the bartenders, so the first round was free and all of them were liberally poured. i must have drunk close to a full bottle of bushmill's. dolph lundgren was there, which cracked me up, as were a large contingent of people that (i hate to judge on appearances, but ...) i'm pretty sure were in the porn video industry.

anyways, plane in a few hours, things to discuss with henry before i go, etc., so i'm out for now, champions.