BKLOG

The following is what I wrote to myself, word for word, in an email before passing out last night.

I went with the korean mob boss mr kim.  He took me where foreigners do not go.  A strange person came with us.  He was an outcast and it was my duty to dispose of him.  THe dance club was crazy.  We were the only foreigners there.  the bouncers hated us because we weren’t korean.  God bless america.