Greetings from the Ashland Hostel in Ashland, Oregon. I've made friends with a dude named Drunk Dan from Walla Walla, Washington. He lives up to his name, too. Cool guy, though. Likes to talk about parasitic bugs and stuff.
I'm exquisitely exhausted this evening . . . I believe I'll hit the sack early so I can be fulla fire for Oakland tomorrow night.
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