Hoods Up, Suckahs Down.
Turns out I get free internet down at the Java U across from Snowdon Metro. Righteous. So I'm sitting here, sipping slightly overpriced coffee (I paid $2.20 for a medium coffee, but it's much bigger than a medium at Tim Horton's, and way fuckin' better too) and listening to a buttload of hardcore that Cody was kind enough to burn for me. Everything is peachy.
Apartment living continues to be swell. B-Murdah and I are the very model of modern domestic living. We're like the Cleavers, with a touch of Mickey & Mallory.
Oh, I need a drummer. So if you're a drummer, or you know a drummer, contact me. Thanks, you guys.
Baaaaalls.
Apartment living continues to be swell. B-Murdah and I are the very model of modern domestic living. We're like the Cleavers, with a touch of Mickey & Mallory.
Oh, I need a drummer. So if you're a drummer, or you know a drummer, contact me. Thanks, you guys.
Baaaaalls.