L.A.'s the best, no matter what I'm doing.

Randy was laughing about hanging out with jazz enthusiast PhD students. Last night I was in a bar with philosophy majors discussing God. But it was LA, so right behind us was a porn star and a bouncer handing off drugs in handshakes.

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Oh yeah - the other day I woke up to, "Are you seriously going to start this?"

I had been punching Randy repeatedly in my sleep because I was dreaming he was tricking me and telling me he was pulling meal worms out of my vagina.