trucksandtrains

finally all moved in and most of my shit is unpacked. its been one big party since i moved in. i give myself one week of binge drinking and drugs before i straighten up and go get a job. last night was dance party. and now my neck is brutally stiff from the extreme rock out from the refused by the end of the night. my roomies are the coolest guys out there. i guess i knew that and that was part of the reason i moved in.
and holy shit, is vice ever fucking aweosme. if there was something i could get behind, its definatly vice.
peace.