Life has forcefed me a shit sandwich all weekend: my laptop is in Geek Squad purgatory, my inspection-failing Jetta is dying a slow death and my loving girlfriend is on business in Vermont all week. Aside from Travis Zajac, life is fairly shit. So I might imbibe the smokey smokes this evening at the Jumpoff's 420 bash, featuring izm-inspired tunes, a DJ set from one-man beat-wrecking crew Coralcola and pizza. Lots of pizza, I hear.
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