I guess it's time to post an entry since I've been incredibly lazy on that account. Just spent 2 weeks in Columbus, GA where I ran into a girl who gets tattooed by the same artist as I do (Brandon Bond). Got Completely wasted last Wednesday and passed out in my hotel bathroom with my head on the toilet, then somehow I managed to crawl to the bed and rusume being passed out. I left the a/c off while I was gone and my apartment skyrocketed to 80 degrees! It's fucking November, get cold already! 
I want to get more work done, but all the douche bags in pensacola only know how to trace flash off the walls. And I'm living in poverty and cant go to atlanta or new orleans or any place that might offer a selection of artists with actual talent. *blargh*
Aww...you like long drives at night.