The home stretch.

Well the home stretch of this term in school is here. Got two more weeks! Im pretty psyched for thanksgiving, gong to bend, party and chill out. I been illustrating these book covers for class, my hands, eyes, and brain hurt. Im getting this feeling that my work is under par. Eh i guess thats how everyone feels, or i hope so. soo ya last night was an interesting one. We all went out to the bar for Lil calebs b day. which is funny cuz it was his 18th, but if ya knew the kid you would understand. Some how we wind up (mind you this is a group of like 6 of us) going to this dudes hotel. He was at a kiss concert earlier. This dude was something out of a movie, teeth grinding, paranoid as hell and just psyched to bring us all back to his hotel room. We went there (or at least me) with the intentions of more beer. Well the dude had no beer but a barrage of drugs. I dont fuck with that shit so i passed on the cool drugs this guy was offering out. Me and some homies sat in the bathroom chiefed some cigs and laughed at the situation at hand. some how we made it about an hour before shit started getting weird, dude was asking for serious drugs, asking for our phone numbers, and getting way to psyched on just talking. Some weird shit was coming out of this dudes mouth. We can probably assume it was drugs talking. We came out on top though because we were alive. Turns out the dude was here on business. Really makes me wonder what kind of business this guy was associated with. I dont ask questions though. Im assuming hes a salesman. Either way the dude was a kook. We dip and darlene gave the dude her real number, she thought he would call the fake one at the hotel and the dude would get pissed.

I guess where im getting at is saying yes to stupid journeys and trips is not always the worst thing. Got to kick it with my friends, laugh our asses off about this dude, and just chill.

In other news i think my internet is good enough to upload a few pictures i been working on..

Laters,

Pauly