Dallas, his 5 guy friends and I, went to LA for Dallas's birthday (March 23). Scott booked us a hotel, off the 101 on Alvarado.
The first night we're there, all except Dallas were healthy enough to go out, while he stayed behind to keep guard of our stuff. With his machete. The rest of us went to Sunset Blvd for a few hours to eat Mel's Diner, and Danny and I got some drinks at the House of Blues. Expensive drinks.
The next morning, after hearing of our Mel's dinner, Dallas insisted we go for breakfast since he didn't get to go the night before. So we go to the same Mel's on Sunset Blvd.
Scott had a spider in his omelette. My french toast tasted like paper. So we satisfied ourselves with Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf. (I was sick and blowing my nose the entire trip.)
Boifrenz.
We got back to the hotel to "prepare" for AdultCon:
Nick and Chris laid in bed together like gay men and drank beer.
Francisco was racing himself.
Dallas worked on his axing skills.
Daniel looked like an idiot.
By the time we got to AdultCon, half of us were drunk and the other half were making fun of us.
The line was intense. We all walked through at one point, and didn't realize we left Nick behind until he was WAY behind haha.
Since we all bought VIP tickets, we got a ton of free stuff. T-shirts, passes to strip clubs, and a $5 chip to use at any booth. I used my $5 chip to take a picture with some beezy.
Danny used his $5 chip to get a massage from 3 girls. During this picture, he pretty much put his finger in the left-girl's asshole, and he was extremely close to getting kicked out. It was hilarious/embarrassing.
Scott used his chip to take a picture with some whores.
Dallas put on the free sweatshirt he got, and immediately upon taking his beanie off, he looked like a child molester. I cried from laughter.
Nick used his chip to take a picture with some asians with gross titties.
I wish I was there to witness this:
After AdultCon became less fun and more creepy, we were starved. We drove... somewhere, and in the process of losing half our group of friends, Scott and I searched the roof of the mall parking lot/took strong pictures even though we were scared.
Super tight.
Upon getting back to the hotel, we drank some more before heading out to the "after party" strip club. Esha joined/drove us!
Two 30packs = Beer City.
Kitty patch.
The strip club was small and weird. Not even my lack of sobriety could force me into having a good time. All I could think about was how low you had to go to put your vagina in someone's face to retrieve their dollar bill. It was even more upsetting when my boyfriend did it for $40... so I left, I didn't want to watch, I was going to throw up. A girl, on my boyfriend? No thanks. And from that moment, he and I didn't talk until 24 hours later, for different reasons I'm sure. But it doesn't matter so much now.
The boys got back to the hotel at 1am, while Scott, Chris, and I were watching a movie. The next morning, we woke up at 4:05am. Upon realizing Scott left his wallet in Esha's car, half of us drove to fetch it immediately. Thankfully she was still awake..? The other half went to stand in line to get tickets for the 11am Price is Right taping. The birthday boy Dallas:
After getting the tickets and successfully burning off all the taste buds on the tip of my tongue from hot coffee, my half of the group went to eat at Denny's, while Dallas's half went back to the hotel to sleep. I later wished I had done that. After wht seemed like forever at Denny's, we drove back to the hotel. Navigating the streets was slowly becoming more natural to us at this point. Instead of sleeping when we got back, I decided to take the opportunity to fully shower while no one would be awake to hassle me and make me hurry. The only people awake were Chris and Nick, they were laying in bed together looking over the pictures we'd taken so far, and camwhoring.
Nick also asked me to take part in his tiger photo shoot.
And as I suspected, when I was 10 minutes from being done getting ready, the boys awoke and scrambled to get as clean as they felt necessary. Those of us who had gotten free shirts from AdultCon decided to wear them as our team shirt. Then we were off to wait in line for the show taping.
The show ended up being full. Both the 11am and 4pm tapings. The whole reason for the trip was now impossible. To concentrate our anger and disappointment, we pow-wowed at Johnny Rockets. Other options for the day were: Disneyland, Knottsberry Farms, or Magic Mountain. We decided on Magic Mountain because its awesome, the price was good, and the recording on the park's telephone said it was opening day, and closed at 10pm. In order to buy and print tickets, most of us gave Danny some cash and he bought them online via iPhone. Next we drove in circles trying to find a Kinko's using Danny's GPS system on his iPhone. Finally we arrived there and met up with everyone else in Dallas's car. We ended up spending an hour and a half in Kinko's. Why, you ask? I'll give you one example: After putting his credit card into the machine next to the computer, Danny was prompted on the Magic Mountain website to type in his credit card account #. He forgot it, so he had to take his card out, which made the computer restart, and he had to do the whole process again. This happened several times. Nick and I took the honor of sleeping on the floor during this.
FINALLY we got everything printed and it was about 2:30pm by this time. I drove my group (Scott and Danny) to Magic Mountain, while Chris drove Dallas's car and got them lost in Beverly Hills. We were already parked and had paid for parking at Magic Mountain, and they were still lost. It may have been for the better however, because when we paid for parking, we saw that the parked closed at 6PM that day. If we had waited for the other half of our group to arrive, by that time we'd have 2 hours tops to be at the park. (It was incredibly windy in the parking lot, and Scott was pumping himself up for rollercoaster riding.)
So, we left. After all that... trust me I begged the boys to stay anyway, (it was the only thing I had even truly looked forward to the whole trip). At least I had Scott to keep me company on this drive. We got home (to Nick's) at 9pm and by that time I was so delirious, I really didn't know how I had made it. Dallas and I finally got to speak when we got to Nick's room to relax, and I finally got to sleep.
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