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Hiya player haters how’s your lunch? This is me and Brian at the nxne party last night, it was a killer time I talked my face off and told all the right lies to the right people it was such a peach. Snoop Dogg did not make it out unfortch ha.

Who are these people? Who cares!

I walked all the way to the hyatt to get my badge in my wedges then to peter pan then to the hoxton, all in wedges, all in walking. It was a pretty fucking stupid idea if you ask me. Then I ended the night trying to double on Rebecca’s bike which was impossible so I ran along side her (and ahead) home, in wedges. Suffice it to say my right knee feels like it had surgery on it. Great!

Mr. Hollett is a fan of RTM.COM what what! Even knew who stupid (Rebecca) was! We talked about all kinds of shit. Better party pics to come later once I kiss enough event photog ass to get the good ones.

Picking up my badge, tough crowd, tough crowd. Just kidding the panels are down another way. Bumped into Meg Button and a guy and I was like did you learn anything today? SYNERGY ENGAGE ENGAGE baha. Meg’s hair is always stunning. I can’t wait to have long thick full hair again. People might kill themselves from jealousy.

Everyone made fun of me (jealous) for my “Oooooh” MEDIA pass. That’s right assholes bow before me I am the news now. Always was. Always will be. This just in I am going to the bathroom meet you in the lobby!

Rebecca went out in her pajamas last night and this smooth talker got her in to the party (and Jules) Jules was like we knew you would get us in blabbity blah I say the right things and it’s true. No those aren’t pajamas but she kept saying they (it?) were (was). I am drinking a gin fizz and I adore Peter Pan, why I never go there I don’t know. The inside is so charming. Drinks could be a bit cheaper though.

Jerk chicken caesar (with no croutons).

Let them eat soup!

On the phone with little Lois!

I wore bathing suit underwear. I did not flash any photographers cos I didn’t adequately girlscape before heading out. I have french hair shorts baha. SHH!

We annexed this corner and I hoarded it then made sure when I left it that other people would continue to hoard it in the event I might return (I didn’t!) it was a super fun time not a zoo like the opening night parties usually (always) are. Sometimes they’re nucking futs right!

Okay well that’s all the pics I have now we wait for the rest but in the mean time here’s some crap I ran out of time to blog yesterday. I would phone it in if I could I really would haha.

This belonged to Britt.

Heard you haven’t been working out as much lately. We should do something about that.

Where is my goddamn lighter bro! I can’t find it!

If you can’t be smart you can be adorkable. Speaking of, the other day I said facetiously on twitter, Blogging: no skills necessary. When clearly there are loads of skills necessary. True I am a shitty lazy blogger but still I am a GREAT blogger so that’s all I meant sorry for the epic confusion. Sometimes my humour goes over people’s heads and they think I’m being broad when I’m not. I’m talking about myself guys what you do on your own blogs is all you. Except from the parts that are ripped off from me lol.

Yeah guy. Zzzz. Feels like Friday so much. Back to work!