The Oz Diaries: Entry 2

Okay! Oz is on fire. Jetlag is wearing off, the weather is perfect, the spots are coming in hot, the ladies are gorgeous, and the locs are cool as shit. Sequences got logged on the Mark Deuce allowing us to drink some Carltons—we’re working for our party down here.

The contest and the parties that come along with it start tomorrow. Blind premiere down here tomorrow night. The bars in Melbourne are starting to resemble Max Fish/Skaties/Manolo and the lobby of the Mercure Hotel looks like a tradeshow at all hours.