no, really kiefer, bite me.

an audition for wayne state.
a necessary mid-afternoon cocktail after said audition.
a meal with my family in which at one point or another, every member of the family was crying.
a drinking festival at 5 Ave in royal oak on a saturday night that ends at 2:10 am and with a bloody nose (not on me).
hysterics, fritos, and the bottom of my hot water heater until about 4.
louie's pizza, and audition #2 in livonia.
time to chill out to some olympics.

the flying tomato gonna f U c < you up.