damn I'm exhausted

Ya'll know the deal. we all know some stuff isnt meant for blogs. I am trying to go to sleep but I cant cause I am a nite owl. its fucking 5 a.m. after the previous controversy settled down, I wonder if anyone still reads this. If so, big ups to my home boy aaron kahan, a big fucking pusssy, but my boy none the less. Last week I went to palma (www.palmabaltimore.com). It's bodymore's new premier upscale dance club. I had mixed emotions about the expierience. the parking was good, the patrons were chill, the ladies were fine, at least in vip, which i was not in. haha. I was on the GL though so i didnt pay the cover, but they def got my chedder with the drinks, which set me back 24 for a round of shots, 16 for to miller lights, and 6 dollars for a red bull. which ps was not even a real red bull, (some canal street garbage) that pissed the fuck out of me for 6 bucks i could have gotten a 4 back of red bull at the fucking giant, but I digress.

The dj was amazing (christopher lawrence)) and so was the after party, but the club still has some work to do to get to a cult status like its sister ibza. Its all love.