Is that the Candyman lurking in the shadows behind Jess? Nah that's just drunk Patrick.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
It feels so good to be home. I love to travel but there is nothing better than coming home and sleeping in your own bed. It just feels right. Besides I don't start spontaneously sweating as soon as I go outside. My sunglasses haven't fogged up once. I know now that I never really want to move away from here unless it's to California. I don't think I could take the humidity or the constant swamp ass for longer then a week. With that being said. It celebration of today being a non-sw'ass day, it's also been a free day if you know what I mean. Commando never feels so good as it does in the desert.