SATURDAY'S @ CRUSH NIGHTCLUB
* Photos by Two Eagles Marcus *
Grand Rapids, MI - Saturday, January 8th 2005


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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.

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