I made it back from Califur again. . . I really need to invest in a blow up doll to place in the passenger seat so I could use that express lane and bypass all the retards that can’t pick a speed.

Again? But Kendall you never wrote a journal about the other Califurs. Yeah, I’m not gonna lie . . . They sucked. It only took three tries to get everything right. I would not change anything about it.

It was an awesome week to cut off family ties, Barbeque for Mila’s 1st birthday party, and blow up my first car as a big F.U. to the vultures trying to get it for free from me. Soon after cleaning out my truck I take a quick nap and head to California to rendezvous with IC and Cercris. We check in drop off our stuff, and IC hitches a ride with me over to the flame broiler where He was hell bent on giving this stranded Duck some water. With a few cheat Codes from the GPS we make it back to the room just to find out I forgot to grab chopsticks. Few beers later, I hang around and chat with everyone around the lobby, catch a buzz, and prove I was Asian at parking to everyone. I called it a night early, right after IC’s Sock puppet show.

Two new holes in my shirt from last night’s cigarette. . . The next morning there was a lot more faces around, I say what’s up to Fluffy and later in the afternoon some crazy bastard named Raket shows up. I go through my normal routine and Deg lets me have a few drinks with him and this guy doesn’t fuck around with booze. After getting Drunk I hang around the pool area serving up beers, the only thing else I could remember was chilling at the pool IC saying something, and a Squeaker clearly saying “FUuck YOou!” as Raket rolled on by. . . Fucking hilarious.

Saturday, I slept in hardcore but woke up early enough to watch “Bitter Lake” I throw my cap on top of the speaker since the volume of the music was TOO DAMN LOUD compared to the actors, but I watched the whole thing this time without laughing. . . Alright I Cracked a little when the wolf slammed his fist on the table. 2 O’clock rolls around and the Fur-Suit Parade starts off with Rakets Asian Driving, Holy fuck I was scared for my life! Once the horror was over and everyone was safe and sound, Boogz shows up from work and we hang out most of the day. While in the room I hand over the Remote over to IC and of course he finds Titties and stupid people getting awards. It was a fucking awesome night.

Next morning I get cracked on the head with a green baseball bat, I try to attend the Bears meet but I was late even then I looked inside and said fuck that pack. Going back to the pool area everyone was already displaying their animal Pride and recruit me on their side, “Fuck that, I’ll blaze my own trail down”. Later on I grab more booze from the store and share some around the fireplace. I head back to the room, grab my shorts and head to the pool drunk as shit. Then I hit up the Spa and nearly biff it in there.

Next day, I grab breakfast and say goodbye to people that was still hanging around like G-Hyena and Coony. I get back in the room to wake up IC and he just refused, same time DLab was looking for his phone so I call it and it wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. After we clear out the room we go our separate ways, something died in me, Hopefully for the best.

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