i've reached the point on this trip that, even if i wanted to give a fuck, i couldn't bring myself to.... my clothes are dirty. they are lumped together in a big massive ball of wrinkled mayhem in my bag. i don't give a shit....

two more cities left. one that i hate (stockholm) and one that i love (kyiv). should make it back to detroit on saturday, just in time to roll down to comerica to watch the game.

uuuugh. i think maybe i should get out of bed now. london calling. .......