getting out with my BFF and the memphis crew travelling to little rock are two things saving me from suck hell here in oxford. three hours away and there's so much to see and do skatewise there. not to mention, feeling at home with the locals. words can't describe the feeling i get just thinking about last sunday. everything is beautiful in little rock, except maybe the giant turds i looked down at as i squatted down by the river to release my bladder. (the bathrooms are NOT open "only on the weekend").
