Honestly my life has been such a lie this week I don’t even know where to begin.
I’ll start with my coincidental run in with Phoenix.
Irina mentioned something about going to a talk show so I recommended we go to Jimmy Kimmel.
It’s my old stomping grounds so I said, “Sure.”
My friend Jason got us passes to the green room and told us there would be a musical performance.
Sweet child of mine.
2 Chainz, The XX, and Phoenix were definitely life altering moments at Coachella.
We arrived to check in, and of course I dropped the fact that I used to intern there.
Whatever, the bartender in the green room seemed a little interested but maybe because he wanted a tip.
Showtime happened and I was expecting it would be the same Coachella deal minus a few things but still that people would be vibing? I guess.
Reeny and I were the only ones going cuckoo and I nearly got escorted out because I was taking a photo/video.
Next stop, the Churchill.
I had about 4 moscow mules too many and had a dream about an apocalypse and then everyone became amish.