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California: Knowledgeable on parties.

Hopefully I won’t be repeating anything you’ve read before!

• 20th: I get on a tiny-ass plane and fly to Phoenix and made Christy have a heart attack. Sorry! After the plane ride to LA, we find Raine, Natacia, and their guests with Smith and flying cameras with people attatched to them waiting for us. On the drive to the hotel, I learn that LA is full of cars, stores, and more cars.We all got checked in and rested for a little, except Christy and I, who searched for Brock so as to bother him a bit. By the way, there are boobs in the rooms.
  For dinner, Smith drove us to Universal City Walk, where I killed King Kong. THEN SOME BOWLING HAPPENED. I did pretty crappy, and a man who will remain nameless scored a near-perfect 5000. Goddamnit. On a happier note, a box was emptied and Adam later showed up to say “Hello” to us. Let me recreate the scene: Adam: Hello. Adam told us about the time he stayed in the same hotel, where he got confused and fell out of bed. Clearly the bed’s fault. When the night was over and we were all angry at bowling, we went back to the hotel. Around midnight, a fire alarm would go off and cause some wardrobe malfunctions and confusion. I didn’t notice as I was busy watching The Fifth Element. Fuck yeah, Bruce Willis.
• 21st: I wake up and want to barf. I don’t, I just brush my teeth and head to Christy’s room for cinnamon buns. OH, by the way, Christy had cinnamon buns. This is very important. A cup party later ensues.
• We once again piled into cars and drove. But this time, Mark was with us! Mark was busy bein’ cool and having a jorb and wasn’t able to meet us until Saturday. All of us went to the good Astroburger where Mark challenged Whitney and I to a contest. It was a draw. After filling us with food, we were driven to AFI’s studio where we would all want to barf up aforementioned food.

The rest of the trip is coming later. For now, lookit this cat.