Kicking it like Ill Mitch… less punch and rap

Last night was a weird combo of emotions that led me to un-needed worrying. Figuring out my bills for the next few months was troubling, although Jon did suggest that he could loan me some cash to pay off the furniture in time – awesome guy. I was fretting over my lack of creative output lately. I was fretting over potentally usless things I do like podcasting and music (especially the...