Wtf is my life?
So I went to go see a fantastic band based out of Minneapolis called The King and the Thief last night. They're currently sleeping in my basement. They needed a place to stay and, hey, Toledo's only half an hour away from BG. So they're currently passed out downstairs and I'm waiting for them to wake up so I can make them breakfast and send them off with lots of food. Lol, is this really my life?