The preparations have begun.

Home. Tired. Hungry. Happy.

After missing the ten am train we hopped on the 12:30. No clue where we are.

Morning is broken. Ow my friggin head.

Yup. That's me and storm!

'Hopelessly Devoted' cover.

'I Want You To Die'

It begins. Hawt as fkn ever.

Yep. Front fucking row.

We are at the pub.

Soooo many floors.

We have arrived.

Just made it. Just.

Commence inking.

Tickets in hand.

Someone needs to wake TEH FK up!

It begins.

Just a test to make sure this still works right.

Home.

Hard to see due to the fucking monsoon we drove through since VA, but that sign says READING MOTHERFUCKERS!