terdferguson

The land of race car ya-ya's, the land where you can't change lanes. I type this as I'm listening to Cake, if you didn't understand that jibberish.

It's also how I feel driving my sports car in Tucson, where everyone drives like a tardicus.

I'm also delirious from lack of sleep, aarrrrrrrr. Don't you hate it when you're tired but you can't fucking sleep. Well, I do, and it makes me so bummed out.

SG's burlesque show hits Tucson today, woohoo, I hope I can get tickets still. Then again there's alot of 'tards here, so I should be able to get some, even if the fall crawl is still going on then.

Peace out, Turd.