Friday, Sept 7th, 2012
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I got up “early” nearly every day that I was there. Haha. Anyway, Friday we went to look for Brian’s cigarettes and found that they are cheaper. I know that’s not very exciting because smoking=icky. But for a smoker it’s good. We ran into some very friendly people who told us about an estate sale. Lol. Then we had breakfast at a place called Farmer’s Market which is so yummy. We had sausage, gravy and biscuits, and once again I was stuffed. We left and drove back to the hotel, and then Brian left with the boys to go get their suits. I played around on the internet and then realized I had lost both my glasses and my sunglasses. By then I was PISSED about everything. The money, and losing shit. Brian tried to make it better when he got back but I was in full on bitch mode and we almost got into a fight. He left to smoke and I finally left for a walk. I went to my favorite spot in the hotel (which was just above the St Francis chapel/Galleria courtyard in a corner where you can see palm trees and mountains in the background) and I calmed down and went back to the hotel room. From there, we were fine for the rest of the day and drove the 50 miles back to LA. I drove down Sunset Strip, Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive, Hollywood Boulevard, and up mountains with houses on them. We only got one snooty look the whole time we were there, and it was from a guy running. I guess it was his mountain or something lol. While we were on sunset strip in the car, Brian got a lot of attention. First, from another car full of people on his side. They were like, “Hey! How are you doing?!” and just waving frantically. We are still trying to decide if they were just really nice, or if they thought he was famous. While we were stopped at a red light, there was a tranny cat calling us and dancing by the pole at the bus stop. Craziness. I still wish I’d taken a picture. The only problem I had with the drive all day was being nauseous from stop and go traffic. That bothered me on the way to LA but not on the way back to the hotel. We stopped at Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner. At this time, I feel inclined to tell you about Jeb. Now, before we left for California, Brian warned me that there may be some drug use because Jeb was into his recreational fun. I was also warned of his crazy behavior. I told Brian I didn’t care what his friends did but I’d be upset if he got into that stuff. He said he didn’t think it would be a huge deal because he didn’t think Sullivan did it anymore (mainly coke). Jeb even messaged Brian about 5 days before we left and said something about how he could go for some pills and what not. Anyway, so on Friday, on our way to Hollywood, Brian gets a text from Jeb saying some guy gave him some roxys. Brian had me text back “How did you manage that?” Or something similar but we never did hear from him again that night. So, Brian and I show up at the hotel hot tub and all of his friends are there EXCEPT for Jeb and Rebekah. (Rebekah is Jeb’s girlfriend and I LOVED HER. She’s like an energizer bunny times 10 lol. Also, she’s a massage therapist). Sullivan ends up telling us that Jeb has been thrown out of the Mission Inn Hotel. Apparently he followed a maid from room to room, threatening her and then tipped over a maid cart. Sullivan somehow convinced the Mission Inn not to call the cops. He ended up at the Hyatt hotel down the street. I think it’s pretty comical really. I actually liked Jeb a lot despite his crazy drug excursion. I’m really happy Brian didn’t get involved!
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