I've had a lot of inspiration lately. But for inspiration to materialize into work, I need a clean environment. For a clean environment, I more time. For more time, I need a vacation. Things look grim. -.- But I'm trying!

My vacation will be spent out of Kentucky with old high school friends of mine, namely Kit and Keth. I'll get to meet Jun and Kitler, as well as see Ashee again. Those guys kill me, and we're probably gonna stay up all night playing violent videogames. Lawdy. Bring the carnage, pass the biscuits.

I'm really confused about a lot of things. But nothing is...sincerely worth talking about. This is my tendency to believe I am indeed an alien. Old-lady-that-lives-at-the-end-of-the-street-sitting-on-the-porch with-a-shot-gun-dom, here I come. Yes, this is an occupation, one that I will play well. DON'T ARGUE WITH ME, YOUNG PEOPLE.

But remember when I ranted about Uncle Dav? Okay, maybe not, but remember anyway? He's my spirit guru--and he didn't disappear like I thought he did! He just moved to a different store will his place was being remodeled! I'm so thrilled. Uncle Dav is one of the easiest adults to talk to, plus he's cool as penguin shit. He'll show me the way to Snake Way!! Damn...that was a DBZ reference. Should I be shot for that?




Zip-lock fresh.

--MURPHY--