Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Monday, September 29, 2003

to live and die in LA.

or die in vegas. whatever. close enough.

my point is this, the greater Los Angeles Area, IS greater. it's great. simply teriff.

today i bought corn on the cob smothered in mayonnaise, parmesan cheese, and butter for a dollar, from a guy who doesn't know one drop of english. it was fucking delicious.

and that's what i'm talking about... not that there was some idiot selling me corn, but that the guy knew to sell me the corn when he did. how'd he know that i totally wanted corn right then, right at that moment? HOW???

LA told him. it's obvious.

and even though pac didn't technically die in LA, biggie DID. he died at the intersection in LA that you can see in the backround of the movie Big Lebowski when walter is telling the dude that he could score him a girls toe by 3 o'clock. and i don't know what that means as far as LA is concerned, so nevermind.

the no lap dances rule is kinda a bummer... but LA is totally still the best.

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