last nite was fucking GNAAARRRRR
so i went to the janitor movie premiere, which was sick. They filled the theatre, at least 340 people, and it was well received. There was an afterparty, right up the street on ivar and hollywood, at cinespace. It was like total middle eastern nite, which of course i was way down w/ the gnar ME bunnels. Anyway, i did a lil' dancin to the live band, and the janitor movie crew bailed out pretty shortly after it got started. I wasn't ready to drive, and sure as shit wasn't done partyin. I cruised out, went around the corner to scope out the kill bill part 2 after party. I saw daryl hannah leavin and signin autographs, she's fuckin tall. I was hungry so i got a dog off the cart, smoked a cig, and thought about how the hell to get past security, and inside that damn party.
so i cruised around the corner to buy some cigs and walk off some of my drunk, used a bathroom where i encountered this dood who was crying to me about how he needed money for insulin. so i gave him some cash and told him it would be chill. i got some cigs at this mag stand right by the beauty bar, and walked around to see if i could sneak into the party from the back. i ran into this other dood who got in a fight w/ his gf and she left him there, stranded. he didn't even know about the kill bill party, i told him i was tryin to get in and he said he'd try to help me get in. so he hopped up on this dumpster to scope the sitch, it didn't look good for us. so he got down, and we figured we'd walk around by the front, and then the other side. as we came around to the front(mind you this party was in an alley, so there are two sides, and there is an exit at the front, on hollywood blvd)guess who walks out at the PERFECT time to grab his limo, Quentin tarantino! yeah fully, and he's w/ this dood in a cowboy hat, prolly his tone hook, and the guy i'm with, khabir, is like "whutup, it's the man" and shakes Quentin's hand. Then Quentin turns to me almost like we were old friends and puts out his hand, and i said whatup. I made some joke and had him rollin', seriously he was giving me an honest from the gut, guffaw. he turns to his friend, and is like "that was funny, this guy is funny shit." i was thinkin, then put me in a fuckin movie bro; but whatever. we said a couple words, and his limo was there, they bailed. anyway, we finally got into the party like right at the end, we pretty much got kicked right out. I did score the sweet ass gift bag tho. contents include the following: vice magazine cd, kill bill part 2 poster, GQ magazine, and the kill bill dvd. I gave khabir a ride to his friends or some shit down the street a bit, then i charged home.
so i cruised around the corner to buy some cigs and walk off some of my drunk, used a bathroom where i encountered this dood who was crying to me about how he needed money for insulin. so i gave him some cash and told him it would be chill. i got some cigs at this mag stand right by the beauty bar, and walked around to see if i could sneak into the party from the back. i ran into this other dood who got in a fight w/ his gf and she left him there, stranded. he didn't even know about the kill bill party, i told him i was tryin to get in and he said he'd try to help me get in. so he hopped up on this dumpster to scope the sitch, it didn't look good for us. so he got down, and we figured we'd walk around by the front, and then the other side. as we came around to the front(mind you this party was in an alley, so there are two sides, and there is an exit at the front, on hollywood blvd)guess who walks out at the PERFECT time to grab his limo, Quentin tarantino! yeah fully, and he's w/ this dood in a cowboy hat, prolly his tone hook, and the guy i'm with, khabir, is like "whutup, it's the man" and shakes Quentin's hand. Then Quentin turns to me almost like we were old friends and puts out his hand, and i said whatup. I made some joke and had him rollin', seriously he was giving me an honest from the gut, guffaw. he turns to his friend, and is like "that was funny, this guy is funny shit." i was thinkin, then put me in a fuckin movie bro; but whatever. we said a couple words, and his limo was there, they bailed. anyway, we finally got into the party like right at the end, we pretty much got kicked right out. I did score the sweet ass gift bag tho. contents include the following: vice magazine cd, kill bill part 2 poster, GQ magazine, and the kill bill dvd. I gave khabir a ride to his friends or some shit down the street a bit, then i charged home.