As I sit here with my hangover yet again I reflect. The past week has been just total epic fucking win harder than Charlie Sheen could ever be winning. I've finally moved down to Columbus. I spent two and a half days Where Rock Lives, and i was blessed with an extra 12 hours, 7 of which were drunken, with my brother from another mother before he flew back out to Cali. I'm feeling rather blessed at that point to say the least. I need to quit with the party now and get down to business. i moved with a mission and a goal and i will tear this city down from the inside out. It's go time.
