welcome back poopers, readers of the night, etc, etc. you know the drill. if we are friends in real life, you know that I have a friend or 2. so i’ve decided to begin the friend part of my blog beginning with my friend Jose! aka, Big Diaz! who I never refer to as
welcome back poopers, sleepers, etc. you know the drill here. these are long posts, bless you if you have the attention span to read such shit. we begin with our last full day in paris because I flopped in planning out our stay here. my good bro, jasmine, sent me a list of things to
welcome back to your poop read, before bedtime read, boredom read. we left off at the shitty hotel. we had to go look for food because there wasn’t any breakfast being served where we stayed or anything near us. we ended up at a sushi place? was it sushi? bro, my memory is so bad.
welcome back, read this during your pooping time, break, before bed, you know the drill. I shit you not, when I was booking my flight to paris this is what was going on in my head there will be no pictures in this post except for memes because, well, this is a shit show.
welcome back, you already know to read this when you need to poop, sleep, or are bored. so, only a couple of my friends know this, but I journal. I decided to take my journal with me on the trip even if I didn’t really write a lot of entries in it, but let me
my permanent disclaimer: my posts are really long because I be rambling. so read this when you’re pooping, need something to read before bed, or if you’re bored and like to read. welcome back to my 4 part installment of the amsterdam series. after night 1 of being in amsterdam and drinking amazing cider. no,
disclaimer: this will be long so read it while you’re pooping or need to fall asleep. welcome back, loved ones. since I am clueless when it comes to all this website stuff, I deleted my old blog on accident 😀 and couldn’t get it back 😀 so here we are back to square one. I
(disclaimer: this post is long so read it when you’re pooping or have time to read it) previously on traveling, I went to new york! flying to london from new york was cheaper than flying directly from sfo/oakland because london is right there on the same coast or whatever (look, i’m not a geography expert,