Already a good start to the weekend.

So as I am walking back to the couch with my (well deserved) beer, I see a message on my phone. I think to myself that as bad as I want to call him, I will have to check my message. On the fone is Eugene, I was just about to call him. He asks me if I wanted to go to the same place I was about to call him about.

2 hours later, I am leaving my place... 2 hours and 1 minute later he I talk to him, and he said he and the boys were waiting... he was about to roll one.

When I walked up to his door, my cig was still burning. And as I walked in, he was just getting done. I got to his house faster than he rolled a J.

I felt like Mario A.... I got here in less than 5 minutes.

More to come.... I can feel it!