glad to see the place hasn't been leveled. i am stuck in upstate new york with all the mullets and hill-billies i can stand, which makes me grumpy. i am freezin' and i can't even get anything that RESEMBLES mexican food so i am pissed. (hard shelled tacos? you've got to be kidding me. that's honky shit!)
the one possative: cheep yuengling. for those who know what i am talking about, i envy you. if you don't know what i am talking about, thats probably because you don't live close enough to potts(ville or town?), pa where this yuengling shit comes from.
wasn't a fan before, but i guess i've changed.
so who want's to place a bet in regards to wheither or not i will listen to "republic" before the end of this trip? i've only got a few cds left that i haven't listened to and i don't think i can take a twelfth go at technique or an eighth at bro'hood. i am starting to look at the copy of republic like it is water, and i am in the desert.
fuck off!
okay, so i wasn't serious about the "fuck off."
okay, i am off to get some drinks in me. look out albany, here i come.