Holy living shit. I woke up to two inches of snow at my house and wasn't too psyched to go, but I couldn't fall back asleep so I went up and omfgzzz am I glad I did. M1 liftline was open and monstrously epic from top to bottom, there was so much snow... wow. It was wet, but definitely one of the best days of the season. Anyone else go up?
When I'm sitting here alone writing in this book, and I'm just filtering stuff... I mean I do believe like, after I die, I'm gonna be called on and judged. Judged on what I did here, and this rhyming being the most important thing that I did, I don't want God standing before me like "Man, what the fuck were you talking about? What is this crap?" Like... Let me see your thong? It's getting hot in here, take off all your clothes? Man, if cats are listening to me I wanna say something important.