September First.
One Month.
That is my deadline as set by those above me to raise all the money for this thing.
Let's do it! FIGHT- O!
Food for those who don't like food.
One Month.
That is my deadline as set by those above me to raise all the money for this thing.
Let's do it! FIGHT- O!
I think that I might possibly have a bit of a problem with wasting time on the internet. Kind of like it's this mindless escape after working twelvish hours a good portion of the days in the week. I've had to ask myself: "Where did those last five hours go?". That's the point where I usually have to go to some sort of meeting center where pins are involved.
I don't like pins. I stab myself with them every freaking time. So instead I'm going the other route. I'm road tripping it. More importantly, I'm going to try and reconnect into my family.
As in not my sister, mom, dad or grandma.
Hello, Virginia. The state I mean, oh the state of the state we put ourselves in.
Maybe I'll see you all when I get back. I've got a few ideas brewing...oh, and I didn't take that picture---someone on my dts did. I added a few punches though.
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