a long way from home, lost by an echo...
I'm at a rock fest today in Belgium selling merch for trivium and cky. I've been at the table for 3 hours and I have another 8 or 9 to go. This place smells weird and I'm hungry. I wish my ipod wasn't dead so I could listen to it instead of this terrible nonsense. I could really go for some get up kids right now.