Sunday, July 18, 2004
| c-c-c-c-c-c-come on i played the role of a russian yesterday. i col' busted my ass like a slave for 3 hrs on this piece of land my uncle bought. not sure how this transpired, but i volunteered + next thing i know i'm singing russian slave songs wielding a sickle. now i'm not shitting here, i was cutting grass + weeds with an instrument from the 1800s. what the hell happened to the industrial lawnmower my hispanic brothers maneuver so well??? anywho, so my body is jacked today from my blue-collar endeavour. new found respect for the reds, anyone that has ever worked a sickle is a tough mofo (note: this does not include me). somebody explain the parenthesis/period rule to me, it's driving me crazy...amongst other things. almost got ran off the road by an audi a second ago. rollin' in my aunt's tiny ride and rockin' out to some 'i want your sex' almost had my life flashing. partied at some plush LA-esque house in wiesbaden last night. apparently this ladies dad publishes in the field of lexicons. not of mush interest, we watched some films made by party attendees, i checked out the sculptures + indoor pool. mofos were 'grilling'. this is german for bbq + it's quite the bastardized form of the art we texans have perfected. stuck to the beer for the night, cheap vodka col' about killed me in the cz. did i mention i went to munich? pretty fun, got in and it was cold + raining, ended up sleeping/squatting in the laundry room of the hostel for a few hours cause they were full + we were tired, so we set up shop like some refugees. tryin to think of a masterplan for when i get back to the states. i have to be in tx by aug 2nd, so i may kick it in killa cali for a bit. homeboy's killin' it right now. #6 is on the way.
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when is this vegas thing--i am going to vegas in a couple of weeks and we are getting lisa marie's suite at the mirage.
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