Oct 11, 2009


I woke up the other day to find my body in an over crowded dull city where people cram themselves into smelly underground cylinders in order to get to places they hate to be just to make their bank happier- the irony is, the people in the bank do this too, like woah dude. While I was there I was absconded by fellow HP fellow Nick Jensen for a good aul chin wag. Some other stuff of note happened too, like right here, like, y'know?