i love l.a.

i went to see hot chip tonight at the mayan theater in l.a. and the experience was wild to put it mildly.

before i left i was approached by my mother about the incriminating photos in my camera - enough said.

driving on the way to the show i dropped my cell down the side of my seat and it took me 15 minutes to try and get it out, thoroughly irritating my knuckles.

got off the freeway to look for a sketchy liquor store to use my friend's friend's fake, found one, used it to buy andre's, and proceeded to drop my phone again, this time cracking the mirrored flip screen thing.

get back on the freeway and think we are lost because we didn't realize we were supposed to get on the 110 but luckily it was just coming up on our left. as this is happening i checked to see if the andre's was a cork or twist top, and when i twisted it the top flew into the back seat leaving the foaming bottle in my hands. 

once we reached the area in which the theater was located the roads were so ridiculously confusing that we almost began to panic, but then we saw the theater and automatically pulled into a parking lot, which led to us overpaying for parking. 

we then realized we needed cash, cups, and food so we talked the parking lot guy into letting us out but back in without having to pay again. 

we find a starbucks down the road but they said they didn't do cashback and were closing in half an hour! so we asked to buy food and they gave it to us for free since they were throwing it out anyway...yessssss. and they gave us cups. they also directed us to a bank of america.

we get lost trying to find the theater again but eventually do, the daylight now gone, and prepare ourselves to pre-party before the show. 

with the bass and volume at the optimum level we party in the car in the expensive parking lot, listening to some mickey here, some girl talk there, and some dj feli fel everywhere. plus some vampire weekend and snoop doggggggg.

after we finish way too much drank we stumble on over to will call, cigs in tow and meet a guy from london. 

we start talking about reality shows and he tells us we would be good on rock of love.........

we get into the venue, sit down in front of the stage and have the most beautiful alcohol induced heart to heart ever.

i go to have another cig and london guy is out there too, so he calls me over and we start talking about what we do, and he works for dancing with the stars. then we start talking about stds and the bachelor, because of course he knows a guy who works on that show.

when i meet up with my friend again, we stand in anticipation of hot chip setting foot on the stage, and a really hot guy stands next to me and uses my shoulder as an armrest, because i'm that short. we make friends with him and his friends and they save our spots while some of us go and have some more cigs (i talk like a man now). 

the show is amazing, though mostly new stuff was played.

we try to find a place to pee and get some water/food but every drive thru place that says "drive thru open" is actually closed. we go to a subway but there is a cockroach in the bathroom so we decided it was best to not get food there. we then drive through a taco bell but some homeless guy comes up to our open window begging for a taco so my friend panicked and drove fast to the closest mcdonalds, where more homeless men beg us to buy them burgers and start cleaning our windows. they were coming up from every direction. i thought it was funny. no worries though, the guys who worked at mcdonalds kept us safe.

the rest of the night was a peaceful drive home, and now i sleep with throbbing knees and much stronger calves.