I’ve still got that bloody awful song in my head from too many times at Clancy’s, you know the one, that god awful piece of shite from Global Deejays that masquerades as techno in Sri Lanka. Well actually going to San Francisco aint so much of a cakewalk, considering the last time I went up, I only made it 80% of the way before my car took a flying leap off the freeway into a field (see ode to my RSX).

 

Well last night I exorcised my ghosts and drove up to Frisco. This time I had my sister as company, still only drove 80% of the way again, don’t worry I didn’t try any aerobatics off the freeway, my sis just drove the rest of the way. Got into the city in positively monsoonal rain, spent almost an hour getting over the Bay Bridge and got dropped off at my best mate’s house. Getting out of the car I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, no fiery crash, no EMT’s, no cops , just a bottle of reserve and some catching up to look forward to. Well three quarters of a bottle, a summary of the last two months of drama and some hilarious texts to various countries later went to sleep very contented.

 

Tonight should be more reserve, redbull vodka, Zebra Lounge and um hopefully some skanky San Fanciscan girls! Hopefully take my mind off my current state of being in debt, unemployed and hung up over a certain girl in Sri Lanka. Just not looking forward to that post hangover 6 hour drive back to LA! Note to self: STAY AWAKE!!