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Remember the days when everyone head to New Orleans, music shop awhile, decide there was nothing else to do and go home again? Those days are gone for good.
Thursday night I went to a hookah louge. I've never EVER smoked a cig, but I smoked a hookah. Twice. And then I choked on it... but it was still a kickass place.
Saturday was fun and we went alot of places in downtown and uptown. While I got my hair done, my sweet boyfriend waited in the awesome bar down the street. Oh, and we saw Sin City which was violent as all hell.
Oh, one last thing... I dyed my hair black.
Thursday night I went to a hookah louge. I've never EVER smoked a cig, but I smoked a hookah. Twice. And then I choked on it... but it was still a kickass place.
Saturday was fun and we went alot of places in downtown and uptown. While I got my hair done, my sweet boyfriend waited in the awesome bar down the street. Oh, and we saw Sin City which was violent as all hell.
Oh, one last thing... I dyed my hair black.