I can be the knife in your back The noose around your neck The bullet right through your skull But I'd rather be the force of my spoken word Let our voices form the weapons
What's the winter season without seeing any snow? Oli, Mike, Danny, Steve and I headed off to Mt. High for a visit. This would be Steve's first time seeing snow, in which he seemed like a little kid once there were visible signs of it. It was freezing up there, about 25 degrees, which is why I picked up some extra layers at American Apparel. After playing around, we then finished off the night at Richie's Diner. I will probably review it on Yelp later.