Repeat Offenders Club

Thats right, it is now official, I am back at Fort Leisure, resting on my laurels, taking art, and generally mooching about. Life is good. Which means that I am in 'rango again, so I cant claim CB as my residence anymore, even if I still have my postal key from there. Oh well, that chapter isnt finished yet, I might just get a chance to rewrite it again sometime soon. Damn the writers block. Bye Bye Crested Butte, hello 'rango. Crested Buttes drive me Nuttes, as someone once wrote on my rear window of my now extinct jeep. This post has been Simulblogged (TM) [motherfucker] on Vae Vicitus of myspace. The above post has been plaguerized from the person who lives under my skin.