I have EXORCISED the demons!!!!!!!

When did I transgress to the dark side? Yoda would not approve of my current Padawan deviation...when did it become par for the course to be such a fuckwad? 'cause I'm hitting the greens with the steady hand of Arnie...



& it's frustrating to high hell.

Satisfaction, I can't get me no...satisfaction...




I swear to JimBob in the sky, if I get called a hipster one more time I might get a pair of Wayfarers just to shove them up your ass. No fixies here fuck'tards. I toss together an outfit & suddenly I listen to MGMT & drink moustachioed PBRs. Nothing wrong with the 'stache...You stupid son of a bitch.




Ah, do I miss my <3. Can't wait to return to the glorious & great, the incomparable...



But, getting back to the story at hand...


Why do I do the things I do? Where is my peace of mind, body & soul? How now do I continually disappoint my kin and comrades? "Man is fickle when Ease comes to Him after Difficulty." I don't expect an easy ride; not after my faults, follies and FUBARs. I've done some terrible things in my day, & I deserve the storm that currently shakes my foundation.

I AM SO SORRY. I know I've done you wrong.

Hopefully the day will shine anew when all is said & done. Peaks & valleys & all that jazz. Speaking of, hope you've enjoyed Mr. Davis' lovely ambiance. Felt rather fitting.

I hope this catches you in a better place than I currently reside.

Ciao for now.