FYI the Detroit Lions Soccer Team comprised of Romanof, Larry, Donny, Sky, Shashu, Fanyi, and myself lost in the finals. We gave a great effort though. We got a nice size trophy which sits on a mantle in our living room in the apt. Not only did we pop champagne on the pitch and drink out of the trophy but we had a ton of fans there taking pictures and spreading the Lion roar. Great season, great fun, E P I C.
Back to Pacha now. I met a few really sexy girls that I enjoyed dancing with and holding hands. DJ played solid music throughout the night. I showed up at Pacha around 2am. From the VIP entrance one must walk down a stairwell. Whenever I walk down stairs in general I always hold onto the bars or railing. Before I knew it I found myself with black paint all over my fucking hands. Definately upset but you live and you learn. Didn't hear any Craig David from the DJ also upsetting. When I left the club I got a shirt compliments of Wachler and Associates. I took a cab back with my boy Sagr. Great story to go along with that though. When we entered the cab the driver said something in Spanish that rhymed. Once I heard that I jokingly kept rhyming in English to it. Within five seconds Sagr started dropping a beat. The cab driver looked behind at us with a halarious look on his face. We ended up doing this the whole 15 minute cab ride home. Once we arrived at my apt I passed out faster than Michael Johnson ran the 100 yard dash in the mid 90's.
I just booked my flight to Rome. I will be headed to Rome on Sunday the 27th of April, spending sunday night in Rome. Monday through Thursday I'll be in Florence. Friday through Sunday back in Rome. Flying back to Barcelona on Sunday spending two more nights in Barcelona in a nice hotel with Sky. Tuesday May 5th, Fenkell will be headed back to America. I will be seeing my families new condo for the first time. The day I left to come to Barcelona my family was moving out of our house. Should be nutty. Nuff Nuff.
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