i am in salt lake city.

what happened?

my friends accuse me of coming here because i saw SLC Punk... how fucking insipid is that?

but the pay rate seems decent up here, and some dude was telling me about used porsches in the four digits... now THAT is fucking sweet.

cool peoples around me... this is good.

accommodations are up in the air at the moment, but i am undeterred. mormons provide ample foodstuffs. i wont fucking freeze to death, no way i could starve...

i need an mp3 player. pinche vida.

to pimp it. flash cash stuff the stash. fuck you.

all else follows.