By the next post I should be back home in Canada. Expect huge updates which explain my long hiatus. I’m typing this as I’m trying to absorb the last few moments in my apartment. I’ll be taking a bus to Tokyo shortly to stay there until my flight tomorrow morning.
See you on the other side.
A few nights ago I tried fresh and raw horse. It didn’t taste like much but man it felt good.
Now watch this monkey eat this shit:
Here are pics of my surprise birthday party. Chico Libre showed up at my door well before midnight with a delicious makeshift cake. I blew out the candles and then we headed out to the bars and clubs of Hamamatsu.
The funniest club we entered was called Powerhouse. It’s a small shit hole run by Nigerians. It has a huge picture of Lloyd Banks from G-Unit on the front and you pay a $15 cover charge to enter a cramped space full of fake teenager thugs and cougars all dancing to early 90s hiphop/dance music in front of an aerobics studio style mirror.
It made absolutely no sense. The DJ was older than my dad wearing a backwards cap and fake chains. I seriously wish I had my camera with me. It was like we paid our way into another dimension. Japanese warp hole.
All in all, my birthday was awesome thanks to my loving friends and family. You all fucking rule.
It’s my birthday and I can truly say it’s awesome turning 24. I got to get back to the festivities but I’ll be back with photos and shit when I come to.
Thanks for everyone contributing to my life. It’s been a wild ride so far.
My name is Billy Housh.
I am a monster. Eat my skeet.
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