i just wrote a mammoth post. and then somehow deleted it. damn you america, damn you all to hell.

the only man who deserves a star on the hollywood walk of fame is this man...




i havent moved to hollywood yet because there is no room at the inn, so almost exactly like jesus i'm now staying at the sheraton in downtown. it's a pretty good attempt at a stable/manger, but instead it's really tall, made of concrete and glass, and is built on top of a macys. its a good effort though.

i havent really been up to much to write home about really. just been walking around hollywood, altough yesterday i went on an epic walk from the beverly center (where they constantly play the sugababes) into actual beverly hills and then back down melrose and then home. i almost sweated to death. went into a ben sherman store and they went mental at me for being from england (where ben sherman is from). but mental in a good way. all the ben shermans out here are plastered with union jacks, so they had lots of questions to ask about london and england. and london and england.

in the evening i went for mexican food back in hollywood with this girl from the american apparel store at which i bought a new shirt from. the new shirt is tasty. i don't think mexican food really agrees with my stomach, but i battled through and showed no signs of weakness. a lesser man (ie piran) wouldve caved and it wouldve been hell for all concerned. i then went for coffee at ihop (international house of pancakes) which was cool.

today hopefully i'll take some more photos to prove where ive been and to show that i do actually do stuff.

oh, if anyone has spare money, you need to come here just to experience what it's really like (and to check i'm not speaking in a weird english/american accent).

second thoughts, i may go to vegas tomorrow. $64 for a 4star hotel? you bet your ass.