Last night i went out with the boys and we ate steaks, drank beers and argued politics. When i got back to my apartment, i noticed a hole punched halfway through the door! The door’s hollow, so it wouldn’t've taken much to do it, but i can’t figure out how the fuck it could’ve happened. Anyway, the great part about renting is that it’s not my problem, and i’m gonna have my mom check in on the place a couple times a day.

And damn, i always here people raving about how great long beach airport is, but i swear it’s easier to fly to japan out of lax than it is a domestic flight outta here. Long lines, rude people, and it looks like a set from an 80’s sitcom, like when the bundys went to the airport or something.

Anyway, my flight’s boarding… Kentomatic out!