carnalascetic

My body is broken. I spent the hottest hours of the day helping move all the crap out of the garage so we could organize it. Massive amounts of water later, I still haven't recovered.

Ate at Papi's (bomb ass Paso Mexican place- known for it's tacos, sope's n' gorditas) today with my landlord, his girlfriend and Sean after we got done with the garage. There was some dude just straight tat'd the fuck up. Made me jealous...and wanting more ink. Am calling my prefered artist tomorrow to get something done. Probably nothing major looking at my funds...NEED INK!!!

I'm going to eat an evil meal highlighted by linguica and garlic bread and watch the second set of Ren and Stimpy I bought today. Much love.
Bleh. Heat does not a happy Scott make...