i had two teas....and then gin. then weed. aka my hamster is the cause of my depression.

ok so tonight's the last night of my hostel.
i move to willesden green tomorrow.
more details to come.
i don't ask for much, but i'm piss ass excited to buy candles!!!!!!!!
this guy found me doing some fringe paperwork and' he's huge and black and 50.
he's a millionaire
and we talked about race
and religion
and bush-shit
and he asked me what my sign was and i was like hell yeah gemini and he said aquarius and he kissed my hand.
i was about to tell him how i yelled at a guy for saying konitchiwa on the street and he was like, wait let's go down teh street and i'll buy you a drink. well ok! he's a 50 year old miillionaire! yess!
(he was staying in the hostel for the experience) so we go and i get this gin-thing with berries in it (fantastic) and he and i have this incredible talk about taking over the world bc he has the funds and i have the fruity ideas. we think for a while and give up. we are frustrated with what is either violent or ineffective or both. then he starts rubbing my back. i am uncomfortable but i knew you'd get a hoot off of this, so all was well. he tried kissing me and it was perhaps the most aqkward moment of my life. 50 year old millionaire wants the ny asian. no. his name is randy.
i strike up a convo with the guy next to me , who's a yorkie and very opinionated about our humanism and predicts that london terrorism is going to hit big in the next three months (inhale sharply here) and we talked about katrina and he said he cried and cried and cried and i was so tempted to ask the bartender to take a picture with me stuck between these two huge drunk guys having a delicious political arguement. i don't think i 'll ever have randy's millions. but a thousand words are worth a thousand words.


oh and ps i saw a guy dancing tonight like he was being tickled and had to pee and couldnt' step on the cracks for fear of breaking his mother's back (i broke it last night) and it was quite perhaps the most fantastic thing i've ever seen. a picture wouldnt' have done justice.

early tomorrow to wear my underwear in public.
saturday used to be student center omelette brunch day. (egg whites, broc, chedder, tomato)
(I WILL NEVER FORGET MY ROOTS.)