What I can't seem to understand is why there's so much fucking traffic coming out of San Francisco. EVERY TIME I take the 580 towards the Interstate 5, I ALWAYS get stuck in traffic. When you finally clear it, you come to find that NOTHING caused it. No accidents, no fire trucks. Nothing. Just a giant parking lot for no damn reason. This makes me very VERY angry.
Once I got to the 5, it was smooth sailing. I was surprised to see how loose the flow of traffic was, with most people cruising at 85-90mph. I ended up finally arriving in Los Angeles around 7:30PM, about 6 and a half hours after I left San Francisco. Once I arrived, I drove straight to my parents house with the hopes of getting a 30 minutes of down time before my friend, Armen, came to pick me up and head to our Sandro's surprise birthday party.
The surprise party was good. We went to a restaurant in West Hollywood called Spanish Garden. I had the Pollo en Mole Negro (Chicken Mole) which was delicious. I tried to take lots of pictures, which I'll post some day, I'm sure.
Once we left the restaurant, we all headed to Laura's (Sandro's lady friend) house. The plan was to head over there and enjoy some rounds with the hookah. Unfortunately, Laura wanted us to smoke the Hookah outside, and due to the cold weather, the desire dispersed like smoke.
Now, I lay at home, in my brother's old bed room. Attempting to fall asleep.
Speaking of hookahs, go buy one from Armen's new business CustomHookahs.com. He's made a really easy step based wizard to build your own custom hookah.
Hi Alice's cousin.
Alright, I'm sleepy time guy now.