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01/29/05 - SATURDAY - Bad Boy Bill - Tonite started off sweet. Tonite was suppose to be awesome, Bad Boy Bill was in town and it was going to be live. I met Lance and some people for dinner at Waterworks and since I am budget minded, I decided to forgo the dinner part and make alcohol my dinner. Ha ha... cutie bartender Dee bought me a drink too. Sweet. We hung around for a while and then split to 48 West. Good times there as well, we partied with Nassar and Arlin. Then a couple of lady friends showed up. Lance split for Crush, the ladies and I headed to the Intersection. Everything should have been good, but it became ugly real fast. The friend of the my friend who doesn't seem to like me anyway, was being terribly obstinate. I was trying to be the hero because I knew before they showed up that she was dealing with some sh*t already. Anyway, it got to the point as we were walking to the Intersection that she says... "You two just go have fun and I will go home!" She was all pissy about some sh*t. It was perfect timing though, since a cab happened to coming by, so I waved the cab down and told her that he ride was here. Ha ha. My friend didn't appreciate that, but I was getting pissed at this point. So we slide inside in front of like 40 people in line, which didn't make her happy. I got her into the club without having to pay her $12 cover. I bought her a shot. Nothing was making this girl happy, except maybe the satisfaction of ruining my night as well as my friends. So the club was supremely packed, like everyone that I knew was at the club that night, and I was so distracted by this person that I spent my whole evening worrying about why she wouldn't lighten up, so in turn I wasted my whole night dealing with her and being pissed off. I didn't talk to anyone I knew. I left 5 minutes after bad boy bill started. The night should have been incredible, but I let someone ruin my f*cking night. WTF? Oh yeah, did I mention that I took about 5 pictures the whole fucking night? What a f*cking waste. OH YEAH... Tbera told me that Parker that at the end of the night in my frustrated pissyness that when I got my CC back I slammed it down onto the bar top and bent it in half, so now I have a f*cking crease in my CC. Dammit! Idiot!

01/27/05 - THURSDAY - Snow Ball - Ummm... uhhh... So I haven't been writing much, and I have been forgetting most of it because I wait forever to write it up. Things happen. Thursday, met LW for dinner at Waterworks. Saw about 50 people I knew while we were there. Kaite Lyn stopped by for a couple slices of my pizza and some mashed potatos with gravy. Kaite Lyn split. Maria showed up. We all split to Crush. (waterworks: $46.25) Crush was very cool, they were having the "Snowball", they had white cloth running allong the ceiling and these machines that shot snow out of the ceiling. The place got real busy that night. I got f*ckin' tanked. Joe G was in town. DJCH, Shash and DJLS were all out partying. Since the a60 is f*cked and the flash for my d30 is f*cked, I haven't been able to take any pictures which totally sucks. I went to Taps at 1:15am, DJCH and company had moved the party over there. After Taps I went to Bridge St for some ZA and then made drunk calls on the way home. Whooooo!!!

01/29/05 - So I have decided to slow down the partying because I need to catch up with the insane amount of pictures that I have to post from the past months, (like 30 something nights of racous behavior) and I want to get going on some bigger and better things, just wait. Heh heh heh. Anyway, I came across these gems from Friday, November 26th 2004. Seriously, this only happens in the movies, we were walking up Fulton to get some dogs at the Walking Weiner when this car drives by and douses me with freakin slush! It was so funny! I almost pissed my myself. Although you probably couldn't tell anyway because I was already covered with slush. Are you fawkin kiddin' me! Ha haha...

SUNDAY Jan. 9th 2005 Hype @ CRUSH NIGHTCLUB (Also Ragg's to Riches)

01/09/05 - SUNDAY - Crush - I am so f*cking tired. It is 7am Monday morning and I am still awake. Last night was sensational! Ah haha ha... let's see... got up at 12:30p from a comatose state, and that was because LS blooped me and woke my ass up to go to lunch. I wasn't down for that sh*t, I was so sleep. And then other people started hitting me, so I figured f*ck it. So Shash, LS and I went to Rose's for lunch. Our waiter totally s*cked. LS called him the turtle. Lunch was fun as hell. We went back the the Hart manor and watched the Chemical Brothers DVD. I went to the office at 6p to try and do some site sh*t. I wrote Friday nights diary and then Bellagio came over. We split downtown at 8p to meet up with Jacob the Jeweler and everyone at the ice rink. We were walking over there and I see this Santa on skates, I say to myself, "What if that was Jacob, that would be crazy." It turns out, it was Jacob. That sh*t was funny as hell. The best part was that I brought him a pint of Brandy. He was totally "Bad Santa." I was cracking up. At one point I was carrying 4 bottles of liqour. That was ridiculous. Ah ha ha. After the rink closed we went over to Ragg's, that was a lot of sleazy outrageous fun! The drinks were a f*cking dollar! One f*cking dollar! We loaded up on tons of drinks. This girl that was with us was so funny. She revealed that she likes the smell of farts, or it was revealed. I don't really remember, but it didn't matter because she proved it right there. She had her boyfriend force a couple out so she could smell them. It was so weird, but it was really funny. Everyone was laughing. The funniest part of the night was when Jacob started some thing where he rubbed Tato's knee and then Tato rubbed my knee and I was suppose to rub the knee next to me, but that was Ian's knee and I didn't really know what was going on because I was smashed and there was lots of methane in the air, so apparently I gave jacob this strange look and he though it was so funny that he fell off of his bar stool and onto his back on the floor while simultaneously knocking over every drink on his table and making everyone in the bar look at us. I almost pissed myself. And then Tato takes a straw and is trying to suck up the liquor that is spilled all over the table. Geezus. Ha hahahha... I swear, what don't I get into? How can this be real? Hahaha... I am already drunk as f*ck and then Ian decides that I need this HUGE drink called the "Hairy Buffalo" which is like a 36 ounce drink which costs fifteen dollars. I was like... "F*ck it. Just drink it." So they get me this excessivly humongous drink and me and the girls are all drinking it. I let them drink most of it, because I would be dead right now if I had had anymore of it. I signed the girls boob that likes to smell farts. Angie showed up. She looked sensational! We talked for a minute and then it was time to g-o. Ian, Jessie and I finished our drinks and went to Crush. I ran into Shash as we were walking, so I hopped in the ride with her. I don't remember what we talked about as we walked to Crush, I just rememeber I was doing a lot of swerving. Ha ha. We got into Crush and quickly melted into the crowd. It was packed. I ran into a lot of people I knew, unusual huh? Ha ha... ohhh... okay, not so funny. Ummmm... I was naughty, real naughty. I was uninhibited! I can't even talk about it, but a lot of people saw it. I don't care. F*ck it. Just drink it. Then the a60 f*cking died. I didn't even drop it. It just died. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't pissed. I know I took at lot of obnoxious pictures tonite though. Well, I was in a lot of obnoxious pictures tonite anyway. I taught some chick how to slow dance. That was interesting. I saw Crystal finally at the end of the night, she slapped me for some reason. I can't even remember what I did. She wasn't mad, she just slapped me. Well, she wasn't mad after she slapped me. I was oblvious anyway. Ha ha. The club shut down. Ian and I staggered to his Alero and fortunately for us there were 2 GRPD crusiers sitting right next to his ride! I felt so safe! Sike! I thought were going to get arrested! Geezus! So we leave the lot and go the wrong way on a one way street! I was loosing it! Ian was like... "Oh well." What a night. It is now 7:40am Monday morning, and I think that I am still wizzasted. I am so tired, this past week has been sick. Ha haha... oh yeah, when I was at the Hart Manor LS covered me up and tucked me in on the couch with like 8 blankets, and then he called me "Little Twoey." It was so f*cking hilarious. I had like 45lbs of blankets on me. Okay, I am done. I am about to drop dead. Happy 21st Toni, even though you could barely remember who I was tonite. Haaaaaaaa!!!

SATURDAY Jan. 8th 2005 Saturday's @ CRUSH NIGHTCLUB (Also Flannagan's)

01/08/05 - SATURDAY - Crush - Yeah, so... if you read friday's diary, you already know that I had been up forever, so I was suppose to hook up with Ian for dinner and cocktails at around 7:30pm, but that didn't happen. Friday night after the club I went to my office and stayed up until 9am at which point I passed out for an hour, got back up stayed up all day and then went home at 5:00p, to take a nap so I could meet up at 7:30p for the dinner and cocktails... anyway, I was tired as f*ck and people called me right after I went to sleep and then my alarm went off and I was like "f" it and went back to sleep to wake back up at 10:15pm like... "What is going on?" after I layed there for a few minutes I realized it was 10:15pm, Saturday night and that I was suppose to be at the club. So I got my sh*t together and took off. Since I had no cash, I hit the ATM. When i got there, I was like... "Give me $40." The ATM was like... "We cannot process your transaction." and then kicked my card back to me. I was like... "Ummm... you f*ckin kiddin me?" So I flew back over to my office transferred some funds from my savings into my checking (even though I had enough in my checking to cover f*cking $40!). I went back to the ATM and tried it again, it didn't f*cking work. Ugggggh... at that point, I was feeling like a tool and wanted to head back to my office and call it a night, but since I am was feeling optimistic I headed downtown to hit the ATM downtown. I did, it worked. Whew! At this point it is already 12:30am, and I am not happy. It is late as hell. I wanted to party way earlier. I split to Flannagan's to take some pics. I got there, and Dustpan was there, he bless me with some adult bevi's, including a "Top 20", which is a bit of all of the 20 draft beers in one glass. In concept it seemed repulsive, but it tasted fine. That was fortunate. I killed that, a jager bomb and a double john-n-coke tall and then split to Crush. By the time I got there it was 1:25am. Dammit! I was trying to make the best of it, I saw lots of friends who all bombarded me, which was great, but it didn't really give me the opportunity to handle any picture taking business, but I made the best of it. I got into some scandalous sh*t even though I didn't take many pictures. I wish I could post that! But alas... I cannot. I mean, my reputation is f*cked up as it is. Hahha.... no it's not. But, this little town cannot handle much more outragousness than I already give it. Ummm.... I saw Danielle who I haven't seen in years, well I had a couple weeks ago, but the acquaintence was so short, I hadn't mentioned it. We took a picture, or two. I had many drinks in that short 30 minutes. The night at the club ended and it was time to hit the Towers. On my way over, I chatted with some guy in a suit that was in front of the B.O.B., he was like... "Where's the party?" I was like... "Over there." He was like... "Can I come?" I was like... "Cool." And then I get over there and rang my people and then the door wasn't working, and then I was thinking, "Why am I bringing this strange guy with me?" So the door wasn't working, and then the guy is like... "I gotta piss." so he runs out of the door and goes outside to leak, and then the door finally works so I am like... "I'm gone!" and I bolt inside and onto the elevator before the guy even knows what is going on. The whole time I am thinking to myself... "What the f*ck am i doing bringing some strange guy to my friends place?" Anyway, fortunately the door was f*cked and I didn't have to tell the guy to f*ck off, but why should I even give a sh*t? I don't know. I guess I am too nice. Anyway, I get upstairs and am heading to the AP and I run into this group of people, one of which was a girl in white that I had recognised from Crush. I had taken her picture. This bald guy in the group knew who I was and then all of a sudden this girl in blue was like... "I want to make out with Two Eagles Marcus!", which sounded good to me, because she was attractive and no one has ever exclaimed that. In my presence anyway, I mean, I am sure other people hear girls say that about me all the time, but it was a first for me. Ha ha ha... okay, so I am an arrogant, pompous, ass! F*ck it! Just drink it! Ha ha ha... so the girl like sits on the ground, and I am like "as you wish" and I get in position to get my just rewards, and then she is like... "You have to pick me up off the ground before you can kiss me." and I am like... "I am f*ckin wizzasted, on my knees, and can barely stand up myself, and you want me to pick your ass up before I can kiss you? Fuh ghett about it." and I stand up, say my goodbye's and bolt to the party. I get to the party and everyone is there, and I am wizzasted, so I have a seat because I was not about to drink anymore. Eventually, Brooke and Casey show up which was a very pleasant suprise. I talked with Brooke a lot and she was very cool. Drew like slapped me in the eye because Joshua told him too. I don't know what that was all about but I didn't really like it. Haha... I asked Drew if I could punch him in the face and he was down for it. But I didn't, because his head would have exploded from my brute strength. I really wasn't down for spending the rest of my life in prison. At first I was mad, but then I didn't care anymore. It was Drew. So a funny part of the night was when I was laughing so hard that I spit my gum out and we couldn't find it. ANYWHERE! We looked everywhere. There was some dood crashed on the couch and no one knew who he was. It turned out he was with Tyler. But Tyler had left for awhile, so we didn't know who the dood was. Tyler was being funny as f*ck. He was holding this ceramic black panther like it was his c*ck. For some reason he wanted me to take this picture sequence of him pretending to smack it. I did. It was funny. He talks so monotoneously, he always cracks me up. He was like... "The black panther." referring to his ceramic c*ck. It was just so funny. Casey's roomate called her to tell her that he cat was having kittens behind her dresser. This was at like 5am. We left at 5:30am I think. I went home, but not before I made a run for the border. I was at the apartment handling my taco business when Frederick came in, we talked for a while and then he goes... "There's gum on your shirt." F*ck, that is where the gum went. He shared his left over Hooters wings with me. I fell asleep watching Tommy Boy around 7am.

FRIDAY Jan. 7th 2004 Friday's @ TAPS 2ND FLOOR

01/07/05 - FRIDAY - Taps - Hmmmmmm.... Thursday night was definitely insanity, but when isn't it. Moving on to Friday... after we got out of the hotel, I was dropped at the office at 2:30pm, I had to get my car, and check my email, etc... anyway... I hung around for a while, thinking that I needed to go get cleaned up and get my cellphone charge, but then I was f'ing around on myspace and with my website pics from the past weeks of debauchery. I ended up staying at my office in my filithyness until 11:30pm, when at that point after a brief conversation with David about going out, I realized that I absolutely could NOT, not go out, so i bolted home. I got ready, and slid down to Taps at 12:30a, the place was packed, I did like 4 shots of vodka before I left my place so I was starting to get a buzz. I got upstairs and ran into Dan, Josh and Andy. Dan insisted that I do a shot with him. Ummmm... Okay. Hehehe... insisted, yeah right. Anytime, ANYTIME. Anyway, we get the shots and he hands me mine, then he turns to Josh to give him his shot and boom spills the shot all over Josh's back, me and Dan looked at each other and then looked at Josh's shirt, and he didn't even know it happened! So we quickly agreed to not say sh*t and give him his shot, so we all did the shot, and then Dan was like... "Let's get outta here!" so we slid to another part of the bar. It was so f*ckin' funny. Josh is a friend of mine, and it was an accident so there was nothing we could really do, Josh would have been pissed especially because he was sh*tfaced, so we thought it would be best to leave it alone. I had LT (Little Toni Cummings) write "Sex Sells" on my wifebeater and then autograph it. I had it hangin out just a little bit, so all the girls were unbuttoning my shirt to see what it said. Hehehe... I'm so naughty. The Don P. and Flossi made it out which was very cool. I never see that dood. A lot of people were telling me that my website sucks. Haha... yeah right. I had a perfect buzz that night. My total intake for the night was 4 shots of Vodka, 2 Double tall john-n-cokes, a Jager bomb, a miller lite and a red headed slut. After the club I hung around at the Walking Wiener for a while, Drew was there. Some thuggish doods came up and asked how much the dogs were, Jacob was like $2.50, the guys were like "Fuck that, were going to McDonald's." and they walked away. So Drew's drunk ass yells... "You punk ass motherfuckers get your ass back here and buy a hot dog!" Oh f*ck, the guys turn around and are like "What?" So Drew repeats it. The guy takes his jacket off and sets it on the wall. Basically, there was almost a huge f*ckin' fight, but we calmed the situation down. It was ridiculous. Joshua and the gang showed up in the "old school" Mercedes. Dope sh*t. He looked like the Gordan's Fisherman, that was funny sh*t. Linda was out too. She needed a weenie. Hahaha... I told Sami that I had come over the night before, and he was like... "Oh you were there?" hahaha.... "Yeah man, I walked with you." Oh man. Do I really live like this? Hahhahaa... So I went to my office to check my myspace account because I am so addicted to it right now, and I ended up staying up until 9am working on my website and f*cking around on myspace. But... I only slept for an hour, got back up, f*cked around ALL DAY on myspace, didn't eat sh*t, went home at 5:30pm and ate Wendy's and went to sleep. But... I got up at 10:30pm to go out Saturday... heheheh... check Saturday's dairy for the continuation...

THURSDAY Jan. 6th 2005 Bliss @ Crush Nightclub

01/06/05 - THURSDAY - Crush - Oh god... I was f*cking banannas last night. Ian, Amanda, Alicia and I started off at Waterworks and enjoyed cheap cocktails thanks to the "$2 Waterworks Cash" voucher in January's Music Revue Magazine. I had the usual double john-n-coke tall. Which was more like a glass of jack with a splash of coke. Oh god... anyway, I ran into Lance and Kevin, Ian had to get to the club so I stayed to politic. Kevin was already hammered which was funny as f*ck, and we convinced him that he need to go to Crush even though he didn't want to. haha... I was loaded by the time we left, 3 double talls. Damn. So we get to Crush and procede to indulge in even more of the "Nectar of the Gods". Haha... oh boy. Basically I got tanked and ran around taking pictures of everyone. It all became a blur. Someone drew a upside down purple heart on my cheek. I didn't even know what everyone was talking about. "What's that on your face?" Hahaah... oh man. I gotta quit the j-n-c, I get too nutty. I gave Joshua my Twoey "Soprano" Marcus glasses. I went to the Towers after the club, I think we were suppose to be partying, I ended up at Sami's and then called Matt and Jay. They were at the Days Inn so I walked over there, it took me what seemed like an eternity to walk over there. I finally got there and I was so smashed. We were all f*cked up. We were sitting there talking and the f*cking maintenance man came to our door and told us that we were being too loud and that they were going to kick us out. We were just sitting there talking! They had ordered two huge pizzas we ate almost all of it. Jay tore the sheets off of his bed for some bizzare reason. It was so f*cking funny. We were all laughing so hard. I could barely breathe. I was coughing and sh*t. I think that he wanted to sleep right on the satiny mattress. So were sitting around talking and then all of a sudden Jay bolted into the bathroom and started spewing. We thought he was joking at first, but he wasn't. I laughed my ass off. It was funny though, he was just laying there and all of a sudden he was running for the bathroom. I threw a sh*tload of my cards in Jays bed. I thought it was funny. I had to sleep next to Matt. He told me that I kept rolling over on him, he said that he finally slapped me. Hhaha... damn man. Slapped me in my sleep? We woke up at like 1:30pm. I found this funny note that Jay wrote on the Days Inn notepaper. It said... "I love Vagina + DD Boobies" and then at the bottom it said... "Sloppy Titties". I saved it. There was marinara all over my socks and pizza all over the floor. At the club, I was either kissing people or telling them that I hated them. I sometimes get really bizzare when I am wizzasted off Jack. I think I pissed a bunch of people off last night. I remember hitting on Jessie, well... two Jessie's, not like... "Two Eagles", but two different Jessie's. Ha ha... oh god.. Whoops. Sorry Jess. Eric Z. told me a couple days later that I told him that I hated him. Another crazy night.

WEDNESDAY Jan. 5th 2005 Wednesday's @ Monte's Nightclub

SUNDAY Jan. 2nd 2005 Hype @ Crush Nightclub

SATURDAY Jan. 1st 2005 New Year's Day @ TAPS 2ND FLOOR

01/01/05 - SATURDAY - Taps - Why did I go out this night? I was so depleted. Adam and I decided we were going to do it again. Moogie Miller came out. That was very cool to see her, she is going to be here for the month so we are going to be getting into lots of trouble. Heh heh.... I can see it now. Bad and Badder!!! I got "TWOEAGLED!", I was still way tired from the past week, and like an idiot had a barbecue sandwhich while we were at Juke's, so it was taking me cocktail after cocktail to get started, but then after like 10 john-n-cokes I was snockered and getting crazy. Whoops! Ian and I went to some AP somewhere, I barely remember being there, I remember me almost falling in the icey ass parking lot, sitting around, probably passed out for awhile and then us leaving to go to Styak and Shyak. We had Nicky Sue meet us at the Shyak. I was still TWOEAGLED. So we get there, and the server asks me what I want and I say... "I'm wasted!" I ordered chilli, with LOTS of cheese, the dood brings out this bowl of chilli with like a pound of shredded cheese on it. It was the bomb! And then later, after we ate. I started spilling the beans and being all emotional and sh*t. Talking incessantly about an ex-girlfriend and how great she is. Geezus. I asked to pay the bill 3 times, even though it had already been paid. And then I threw a lit cigarette at my $20 bill and it went flying across the room. After being an idiot for a little while longer, they took me to my car and I went home and made sh*tloads of drunk calls. I was the victim of a DUI... DIALING UNDER the INFLUENCE!

01/10/05 - MONDAY - Side Note - Okay, so I know you are wondering when in the flying f*ck am I going to update my website. So I have been partying way to much. What do you expect? A guy that goes out 5 nights a week is going to be responsible and update his website? I promise you that I have lots and lots of scandalous ass pictures and stories for you. I have been working on my stuff behind the scenes after the parties to get everyting inline. So by this Tuesday you will start seeing some steady updates. By the way, join MYSPACE it is one of the things that has been diverting my time away from my site. Okay, so I am a dork.

If you haven't joined MYSPACE.COM yet. Doo it. And then use a picture I took of you. And then add me as a friend. And then, do whatever the "F" you want. Doo it. Everyone is on myspace and it is really addicting. I am addicted to myspace, but I am not afraid to admit it!

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