Davis Alexander

Hello kiddies, I'm here to give you a lesson in how to give your older brother a heart attack. Don't speak to him in weeks and then when you finally do, the first couple of words out of your mouth is..."I GOT LAID". Yup...that about had me on the floor and 911 on the phone. Damn sisters...

Anyway...enough about her. She's boring. And smells funny.

I have finally crawled out of my black hole and managed to actually get in touch with a few old friends of mine up in New York. Which I have been for a week. I flew up to have a quick lunch and ended up staying a week. Don't ask me how that happens. I tend to loose track of time when I'm there. It's like a whole different world there. A world I want to belong in...without being there. Does that make sense? Anyway...I'm rambling because I am tired. Jet lag is a bitch that's for sure.

My new design firm will be opening up shortly...once I come up with a name. Alexander Designs? Davis & Alex Designs? Sounds gay. Davis Designs? Alexander Mcqueen? I actually think that one's taken...although I could be wrong. Who knows?

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Kick back, gives the blues a spin. Break out the wine, forget again
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Dig down deep, find my stash. Light it up, memory crash

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