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yo! so fucking tom. he is so awesome sometimes. look at your "blog" section. normally it just showed all the new entries by whoever's blog you're subscribed to (ahem, MINE should be there!).... but NOW he has it so when you go to "blog" it will tell you WHO commented last and WHICH blog. i owe you for that hon. thanks. thanks thanks thanks. (um, if you're still reading this and you still haven't clicked that "subscribe to blog" yet then ... BAH! to hell with ya! ) (haha) one more thing (there's about 60 pics loading)...... PARIS WAS FUCKING AWESOME! we got work done got play done got more play done. you know what? the french people didn't smell! tho i think it may be because it was so frigging cold. but even at the parties and clubs where people are dancing and whatever and getting all up on your jock i never once noticed that damn pungent "manly" [as the italian women used to say] odor. and you know what else? i didn't see any hairy girls. the girls, by the way, were HOT. okay so where were we... oh yes! i got mixed up in the last one and put our eifel tower day as saturday. it was, in fact, sunday. i remember because after the [best] french onion soup [in the world] we went to [what i call] sex town and then the Paris version of Thirtyninehotel for jazz. SATURDAY we woke up so late again. i realize now that we were probably jet lagged. hawaii is, like, on the other side of the planet. saturday was the marilyn manson party. well it probably would have sounded better as the "marilyn manson party" if the fucker actually showed up. i wasn't too excited to meet him anyway. i mean, that "personal jesus" thing was cool but eeeeew-- he's creepy. so the vip club was the same one that had the party for gwen on thursday night. you will never believe it.... but the "FLASH" of Paris is a GIRL!!!!! Marie with Claudio, who is italian  pepe is trying to protect his friend [who just happens to be the most fabulous casting director in the country] [AND she rides, brah]  gettin up is so my thing  claudio  oralie. all of these people are our new best friends, by the way. so FUCKING fun. together we dominated this stupid little party  party was happening tho  yo flash-- VIP has a fucking tv screen so you can watch who's out there and be like "KRRRRRSSSHH let the blonde with the yellow top and the huge tits in KRRRRRRAH" on your earpiece. PHAT! get one of those for skyline now now now!  and well well well. lookie what I FOUND  yet again. the ONLY asian in the club. eddie is from the tokyo "dazed" rag. he was "fucking BORN in hawaii girl!" but slightly too much "tokyo" for me (note: heavy coat, hat, and gloves on INSIDE the party. all night.)  pepe has GOT to be the coolest... funniest.... most gifted frenchman in the world. he was soooo fucking fun.  dominating this shit yo  tomas? can you tell us what's up with the light?  zana was fucking irresistable tonight. the only girl in the place that could actually dance. again! these guys came out of nowhere...  ...for like a few dances then *poof* they were gone. actually, that's pretty fucking rad, man. and GOD they were hot hot hot hot hot hot.  one of eddie's rag associates. he was a fucking wierdo.  finally get ms. fabulous to have a photo with me and i wind up squishing her.  but YAY she liked me  oralie has a very sexy way of eating candy  fuck. she has a sexy way of doing everything. zana couldn't resist  (note: showing the censored version out of respect for my homegirl) um.... yeah  another photog  see that arm warmer on zana's arm? she wove it HERSELF. claudio? WHAT are you doing?!?!  air guitar makes its second appearance  did i say only girl who could dance at the party? i meant the only PERSON who could dance PERIOD.  tomas is still thinking about zana's second ever girl kiss w/the hottie french girl  STILL thinking...  you can always tell when it's getting towards the end of the evening  trying my best to look fabulous but i am seriously OVER this party  time for some after hours people. pepe loves morrissey in a BIG BIG way. it's so fucking rad.  his kitchen reminds me of mine  thank GOD claudio owns an italian restaurant. he brought over like a hundred bottles of wine and liquor and these yummy toasty sandwich thingies  they were gooooooooood  and for dessert? TIRAMISU!!  woah. shredded! wait...... what's that smell  tonight was an out til dawn endeavor. all FOUR of us. it was cool to all stumble home together. i think were were definately jet lagged tho because on sunday we didn't wake up til 4pm. FOUR PM. so you saw sunday in part two (sorry) so now it's after soup and cruising at the cafe. guess where!  we have to have this.  it was soooooo cold  ha ha donna is using my sweater as gloves  this stretched for like ten city blocks. so many choices.  i think i need one too  it's like sex shop, sex shop, sex shop, peep show, CANDY SHOP, sex shop  they STOLE my chair idea  oh-- um, they ALLOW CAMERAS in the sex museum..... let's appreciate some art!  this piece is timeless, don't you think?  this was a vintage film from like 1907. i was honestly surprised to see them doing girl on girl and, well, you know.... THIS position. seems more... modern?  ancient sculptures  now we're on our way to the Pparis version of Thirtynine hotel  um, i can't read that. but that's where we were  it was actually downstairs in a dungeon-like place below the bar. the band tonight was more blues than jazz. whatever. it was fucking awesome. not such a great view  okay that's better  we got the vip room, er, cave in the back  the person at the door was a fucking [hot] tightwad tho  i can't believe me and donna are gonna be 30  AAAH! zana! i love you!  the chick i was sitting with had the same deal going on with her feet. cool. i guess i know how to blend in with the french.  the dude from the jazz night that met me and broke out in song about my name. it was pretty cool. he looks slightly crackhead here but he was coooool  *sigh* and that's just about it. now remember i reeeeeeally scaled these down. the full version will be up on my website soon. zana was stoked tonight. you know why! [note: the coat on]. i had wanted to get to bed early to get the train to the airport and all but .... um, that didn't happen.  hey! there was an akane sticker on the train!  that's it people. four fucking days. oh and you know what? zana STILL hasn't made it back yet. man.... her boss is gonna KILL HER! (love you girl) |