Michael Jackson was streaming out of the speakers. The golddiggers were standing in the stairs with begging expressions on their faces, drooling after the champagne. Papparazzis where thrown out the side door, along with every guy who looked at us the wrong way. Hollywood was in town - for one night only, and were definitely making the most of it.
Got a call last week from my favorite cousin informing me that our old childhood friends, Evan & Ross were heading out of LA - Destination: Oslo! Evan was to take some time off his busy shooting-schedule ( I think he’s in nine movies coming out in 2009 – CRAZY.) to see his mother, Diana, perform at the Nobel Peace Prize concert. Her performance was magnificent, she really is SUPREME!! I almost shed a tear when she sang "Ain't no mountain high enough". Soppy me. ANYWAYS, Evan & Ross decided to throw a party while in town – I’m not going to get into details, but 4 very drunk Norwegian girls were seen laughing ,rolling & falling out of Mehcad Brooks suite around 5 am. And they were the first to leave the afterparty. I’ve never EVER been so hung over at work before… And I promised myself that I would take it easy the rest of the weekend. No more alcohol. Nonono.
Broke my promise after about an hour, when MT called me and told me that two guys at her work were making us dinner, and it was expected that I would be over at her house by 6pm with a bottle to have a glass before the mysterious dinner date. Dinner was good, but the wine was better , so we ditched the guys (they were too nice . always an issue) and headed out to Frokostkjellern, the local law-school hangout. The boys there were gentlemen enough to buy us drinks, but showed genuine passion to argue for arguments sake. We loved it – But not so much that we brought them home. Woke up with MT snooooring/purring like a cat in my ear.
Next Morning we had high-tea with the girls at Bristol, I love the hotel, especially the little old man playing soft piano classics in the background. Kind of ackward though be back at the hotel we stumbled out of an early morning less than 48 h ago. Well, after we catched up on everything going on in our lives, ( and updated all our blacklists) we decided that since we were on a roll, we had no choice but to buy some wine, and go back to MT place to gear up for another night on the town. And I just got home. Its now 11:30 pm, Sunday night. Hah. We really need to end this culture of after partying to the hotels open, so we can go get breakfeast the Grand Hotel.
WE are sloppy messes. But we have way too much fun to care.
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