Now that I am back in N. America, shit is boring, basically. School is getting tough once again, there is much to be done, I am beginning (or rather continuing) to feel burnt out, I just realized that I lost my fancy little coconut shell ring somewhere between London and Vancouver and I miss my hair a little. However, the world is still a great place because, thanks only to me ole' china plate in so cal with a taste in music that is comparible to my own, I have two new great bands to listen to, they make me happy and I tend to forget about the hard work, and my missing ring and my hair, just a little.