the plan saturday was to go to a spot called voodoo but it turned out to be closed so we went to monte cristo instead on mikey’s recommendations. good call. as soon as we walked in i was feeling the place because the music was good and the place had a nice crowd. basically, we just bopped around for a couple hours and downed beer. saw johnny from the now defunct kai there. hong tried to go against the dress code and wear in his ratty sneakers and jeans so we had to wait for him to change into some sensible black shoes. the always hard to find grace even came out with us tonight. i personally had quite a good time because finally the music was pretty acceptable the whole night long.



afterwards, we went to garden to eat. well, actually, we tried to go to garden to eat. victor had a little much to drink and he secretly and quietly started puking while we were sitting there eating. nobody noticed for awhile and then suddenly we were trying to take him outside to avoid further repercussions. as victor unloaded the liquid contents of his belly, me and james cleaned his shoes for him because puke on nice shoes is a no-no. we took our food to go and after dropping off grace in her boonie land apartment in san gabriel, we went back to ucla to finish eating. ended up staying awake until like six talking with susan and ana (and victor when he surprisingly woke up).



sunday was a quick bbq at ryan’s house in irvine and a tired trip back down to sd. that's it. nice weekend. long weekend. but excellent on all fronts. oh, and bought my tickets to michigan today (thanks george! you're the best twin sister i've ever had).