ghostdance

Crazy weekend, myspace peeps came down from Bustown and we went to this art show/rap thing. This rapper meta4ce was supposed to come down from columbus with them but didn't, and the rap there was like some kids and cd instrumentals, and there were only three pieces on the walls because everyone flaked on it, it was so ghetto it was funny. I bought a $2 rolling rocker and then me and this chick decided to go get 40's, so we did that and chilled at the show for a bit, then left for more beer and to go to this party. The spot we went to was fuckin awesome, it was some warehouse in the ghetto that these old hippies who blow glass live at, and they have a gallery and a mini ramp and pool tables and shit. So yea that was live as fuck, I wandered around this giant ass spot the whole night and drank good beers out the fridge and scared some old rich lookin people checkin out the gallery when my drunk ass stumbled through.

I don't remember leaving, just waking up the next day in bed with all my clothes on and a half dranken beer next to me, which I slammed right away. I didn't eat shit the day before so I was hungover as fuck until aroun 7:30pm when I finally conquered it.