Yo yo yooo waddah fuxup?! I have been in my cave for a week, sick in bed. Just went back to work today (well, yesterday now). I cannot even remember all the shit I watched on Netflix and TV, some things were awesome - and some I regret to admit.

Besides that shit ^^ I have been keeping busy. I work work work, have been planning a Southeast Shootfest (the lady ingredients I shall keep top secret unless they want to talk about it ). I am going to Denver in August, for shits and giggles. I sold 2 out of 3 paintings in a local art show (no one bought my "Snail Sex" painting?). I am getting my complete sleeve finished on the 31st.

I miss my best friend. Why did you move to Boston? Rhetorical question. I know you left to be an awesome Epidemiologist. Smarty pants!

I have been thinking a lot lately about moving, not sure if I will any time soon... but I like to daydream and picture myself in different cities. For some reason all the cities I am picturing are up north, but I fucking hate the cold - like rrreeeaaalllyyy hate it. So why do I want to move there? I am delusional, that's why. I am one of the few ppl that loves the hot humid Florida weather. I especially LOVE the storms.

I saw the new Hell City posters on Instagram today - SOOOO EXCITED, but so far away I plan to go to BOTH and you should too. I had the best time at the last Columbus one. I really love hanging at the booth with the girls.

I need a new book to read. I like true stories, that have a love story in them (but not all love story). I like a book that is clever and witty. History, philosophy - both good things. K go! Let me know what to get next!

I could ramble for hours... but I really need to sleep. I say that now, but I most likely wont go to bed for another couple hours - which will be 6am!!