San Francisco.

Alrighty, been awake for like 36 hours now but im finally here. This is crazy, and i mean like wild crazy. Jason (my CEO) picked me and Emelie up at the airport and we went to the studio to leave our bags. He had fixed up a small bed and some sheets on the couch so we can sleep here tonight and like tomorrow night. Anyway we was hungry as fuck so he drove us til some nice soulfood place that had connections with like Dave Chapelle n shit. Anyway we ordered some fried catfish and fried chicken. With some cornbread and mac'n'cheese. God damn it was good. After that we would go home and Jason found out the hard way that hes car wasnt registred for the smoganalysis or something. Anyway the cops pulled us over and gave him a little ticket. It was all good, the officer was nice n all. It was quiet fun because the cop though we was cruisin around for some drugs just because this soul food place was in the "bad" area of town, haha. Well anyway i just got described for me that there is more place to buy weed legaly here in S.F. then it is to buy a Big Mac. This whole franchise shit isnt so big here in CA then rest in the US. I will probably love it here, it feels like im in a movie or something, the golden gate bridge with it lights, all the wierd smells and people. Ah, it was a good first 5 hours in US. Time to sleep now. Btw, the place we ate at called Farmer Brown, nice dirty south food!