Monday, September 22, 2008

Monday, like, whoa. Monday.

Got a haircut, shopped for supplies for London, had a bunch of coffee, got guilted into doing a convention piece for the tattoo mag, answered some emails.
And now i just wanna go back home and sleep.
What happened to all that energy i had yesterday?
I'll tell you what happened: rain.
Darkness, grey skies, rain.
That's the sound of the life being sucked out of me.
Thanks Denmark.


  1. you trash talk it all you want... im still coming!

  2. Well, if vancouver's the same you'll be fine here.
    Or as fine as the rest of us!