Went to Albuquerque Comic-Con last weekend. It was good. Saw Data from Star Trek and got really drunk with Jessica Heath. Other things happened. The AC was on high so that people wouldn’t smell because we all know they don’t wear deodorant. I bought nothing cause they had nothing that I really wanted toy wise.
My bed has been an inflatable mattress I’ve borrowed from my friend Justin. It died a few days ago. Well, I guess it just has one big hole. I tried fixing it, but fixing made it worse. I have another inflatable mattress, which i finally got a pump for, but it doesn’t keep inflated through the night either. This sucks.
My lower back has been killing me since New Years due to the physical gymnastics.
I’m unsure what i’m going to do next.
Paul Harrington has moved back to ABQ. Love this. He entertains me.
Just bought all the Cary Ann Hearst and Mike Trent records. I needed them badly. If you’re not familiar with, here’s a video. The shit is awesome.
