The Phish shows in Hampton are over. New Years is over. My finger is probably broken, but at a minimum, hurts like hell, I’m sick and generally feel like poo, and my car is bashed up and I don’t know why. Plus, work sucks!

I’m having a crappy day, can you tell? I’m going to go home and watch TV and get hammered off of Hycodan cough syrup.

In the meantime, Hampton friggin ruled. So much fun. God, I missed Phish.