hot sake

mmm... had some decent sushi last night for my big night on the town with mackenzie. it's somewhat close to our favorite sushi spot on santa monica blvd, none other than terried sake house. eh, actually, it's not close... more like, familiar to what i dig. and, it's better than the "mexican" restaurant we went to last friday night called la perla. first of all, a margarita in a small cocktail glass costs about 10 euros. a pitcher of it, fucking 56 euros. and the food, when i asked mack how his enchiladas were he said, "it's like an okay quesadilla." that pretty much says it all. needless to say, we miss chilling on the westside, eating mexican food, smoking our fill of fairy treats... blahblahblah.

one thing that's not so bad is that the weather in cali seems comparable to that of paris lately. no, no, i'm not hating. it's usually freezing in paris during the winter. but since the new year it's been in the mid 50s, and having adapted to being in much, much colder weather, (knock on wood) this is warm for paris. i'm just stoked that i can take a break from wearing my thick, unattractive thermals under my clothes that i've been sporting since november.

oh buddy, and then there's the apartment drama. wishy-washy man still hadn't made our keys to the apartment, so we decided that we'd just stay there til february and then find a new place. apparently this made w-w man upset, and for once, he was confident in proclaiming, "you'll have a hard time making friends in paris" because we're backing out on our agreement. well, jesus christ, i didn't even know that the man had even agreed to anything because he's always switching shit up. so, screw you and good riddance. right? then why did homie call back half an hour later to lower the rent even more? screw you and good riddance.
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my sister left a message on my portable super early this morning at about 3:30am to say happy birthday. she put quirina on the phone, and i guess quirina didn't understand that she was leaving me a voicemail. i think she was waiting for me to say something back after her message because i could just hear her breathing. and then my sister took the phone back, and as she did, i could hear little q in the background say, "but she's not talking to me." it was just so cute that it broke my heart into little pieces.

they're traveling to hong kong for a couple of weeks. i can just picture the little girl tripping out on being there. hahaha, that reminds me of when mackenzie came back from a zoo york tour in hong kong, he brought back so many dvds, snacks and quality louis vuitton knock-offs. i'm sure my sister will have fun on this trip.