deadmansparty

So fucking exhausted, what a vacation.
Some reason I'm destine to be surrounded by subnormals
when I travel. Old men that snore so loudly I want to
smother them with the curtains on the train, children that
sound like parrots and everybody smells like they're
decomposing.
I got the pleasure of hanging around with Miss Voilet, it's
nice to be around such a beautiful and genuine person.
Met Stormy as well and walked around Portland for a while
before my train came back to Seattle. I could live there
just so long as I could have a job all set.
One last night of family and drinking then back to the grind
until I put away enough cash to get off the east coast again.
A beer then a shower and all will be well