I woke up at about 10 A.M. and immediately started driving our modified prison bus, loaded with 17 of my best friends (including my two brothers), back from Columbia, SC. We all loaded up and took part in a massive haul across the state to Spartanburg, SC where we were invited to play a metal festival. It was pretty sweet, although a lot of the bands sounded the same and kinda sucked. There was at least one band there that grabbed my attention, though. We ****in' killed it anyway. After we got done, we packed up, schmoozed a bit and I drove the 100 miles back to our friends' house in Columbia.
So now I find myself with a minimal sense of accomplishment which will wear off tomorrow. All I want right now is to keep moving. I'm gonna go set my equipment up now.
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