Lots of stuffs going on lately.

Shea finally got back from Panama. And we celebrated. Oh, did we celebrate.

Waking up in your underwear with your best chick friend and your best guy friend in bed with you, who also happen to be in their underwear, and no clue as to what's going on is the best.

At least, it's the best once you figure out that nothing was really going on.


Went to see Motion City last night. It was amazing. Although, I realized as I was watching them that, not ten minutes before, I was talking about how after they played "Lets Get Fucked Up and Die" I was leaving. And I was talking about it right in front of the bassist.

I really need too learn what people look like.




In other news, I have a spider bite on my leg and it itches like hell.