and how.
and ... other how.
after east la, we walked to my apt. once upstairs, we continued drinking fest 2003, volume 48. we ponged a bit. but i didn't have enough cups, so that didn't really last.
roxy split after a few, cuz she's mexican. or dominican. columbian? i forget. something like that. it doesnt matter. she helped me read the menu at the bar, so that was nice of her.
awww...
