This will be my last post from Philly until Thursday. Tomorrow morning I, Fezzik, and a couple other friends, leave for New Orleans and the surreal experience of Mardi Gras. Here is to forgetting and drunken stupors!
Sucks doesn't it? I wish the worst was the part where you give up and decide to drink gallons of coffee so you can function for when you need to but the worst is actually the hours you spend attempting to sleep. Who invented insomnia anyway? I'll have to have a few words with that jackass.
and I've heard worse, the name kinda sets me up for it...