Well, let me clarify the title of this blog. I've only been to D.C. once, for about 2 hours. well, make it 7 or 8 hours since I got lost and decided to pullover and go skating downtown for some odd reason. Sooo. I really dont hate D.C., just have'nt had a good enough experience there to brag about. yet. I'll be heading out there this weekend to do some things. check out a MMA fight. Some stunt riding. Maybe some hangin'.. I'll keep my fingers crossed that it turns out to be a good experience.
On to today, which I should have titled this blog for. I hate carmines and their damn double shot espresso mixed with hot chocolate. It made me feel high as a kite. and then, all of a sudden, out of left field. BOOM. My life hit the floor like a ton of bricks. I felt like I had just gotten over a super drug high, and then... well you know.. sleep for a day and a half. so yeah, fuck Carmine and his bullshit ass legal crack. I thought I was going crazy, but Jay said That its just another day on the grind. Thanks Jay.
I got that new Two Cent x Growing Pains butters. the Dia de los muerte, glow in the dark shirt. shit is hot folks. check out www.twocentspeaks.com for more on those.. Also check out www.massappealmag.com for all my dopeness on Mass Appeal TV.
I'll leave you with this current visual thought.. Maybe its just me, but I miss this shit right here. It gives me chills.
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