hes like a bone stick.

We are all in a state of constant departure.

Without ever reaching an arrival.

Warm day in february. Defrosts the ice we were slipping on all night. A rough night. Ended up driving to detroit at 5 am with NM. Porky the pig, peach blunts, and a mini vacation.

I'm frusterated. I gave you chances. So many. And each one was trashed worse than the last. I keep saying it will be the last time. It positively has to be now. You know what I'm all about, I layed my cards.

I won't take it to personal.

JC's first show with SIM tonight. Ill be sittin at the merch table. I hope there's a bar.