Well I’m exhausted.

I worked 18 hours this weekend, got about 6 hours of sleep over the last two days, and crawled up the backs of about thirty different kids to scream the words to Ebolorama.

Good weekend, I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone say “best day of my life” more than I heard Blake say it. I’ll do a full review of Travis meeting Keith Buckley and Oli Sykes tomorrow. There was a lot of smiles and giggles; giggling like damn school-girls.

I’m about to go hang out with Dylan, he’ll probably complain that he doesn’t have a girlfriend and do nothing about it.

Happy Thanksgiving!

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