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I probably shouldn’t post this but screw it…this is how I feel right now. I’m exhausted and my eyes are beginning to close not because I’m tired, but because I’m looking for crack rocks in my eye lids. J/K. But seriously….Two mags were due (yesterday) and I’m short a few (I mean a lot of pages) but I’m good because I’ll have it by the morning. It’s true that the good times come with the bad and even though a slew of problems have dragged me down (including canceled interviews, crashed computers, lost memory sticks, a few morons, etc…) I’ll be cool by morning. Seriously…I have a solid ass team of troopers – I know I always say this but it’s true. These guys’ll grind at any given hour and roll through in beat up in PJ’s, while others roll through smelling like two day old pizza but in the end we gets the job done.

Edgar’s got a flight out to Texas at noon but at 2 am I realized that help was essential so he rolled through to edit and upload photos. But once he walked in, I didnt know what was more fucked up? Me calling him in? Or his busted ass LA Dodger’s PJ’s with built in socks.