Back to life, back to reality
So I'm back in NY from my spiritual journey to North Cakalakalakalaka but not quite ready to deal with shit like getting up in the morning, going to work, paying my bills and dealing with strangers in the subway. But such is life. I got 99 problems and that's about where my life's similarities with Jay-Z's ends.
Anyhoo, thanks to Neil, Casey and their animal kingdom for their incredible hospitality and nacho dip. Now please excuse me while I tackle the mountain of work that inevitably piles up whenever I go way.