I couldn't get drunk last night. Just pouring drinks in to me wasn't working, shots weren't working nothing would do it. So...sane nights are needed. But the alcohol did effect me to the point of making my body feel just foul this morning. After being convinced I needed to eat. Kind of. Just mentioning it was actually enough. I was off to Acapulco for some brunch. brunch is all the same all over, except new Zealand, they like tomatoes and rice with their breakfast. The highlight of my meal was when they came to sing happy birthday to Jeffrey on his fake birthday. It was grand, all the singing, the laughing, people eating there were singing as well. Happy birthday ponchito. jeffreys birthday.....I don't know when it is. But if you tell your waitress its one of your party's birthday, well, you get sung to, and rice pudding.


so that was brunch. afterwards it was this horrible film called the da vinci code. it was almost like indiana jones/bossum buddys/king arthur/and every other stupid movie. this movie was shit. im not talking about it anymore. but audrey needs to stick to french. toutaou