So, here I sit again, in the Indianapolis International Airport, just waiting to board that iron giant and fly my pretty little way out west to L.A.X. I think I was misplaced in these cornfields. I always feel much more alive and at home in the concrete jungles of Los Angeles. Anyways, I've got some time to kill waiting to board so here's the lowdown on my life since I last updated. I've been living at my friend Abby's house. Not because I've been kicked out of my house. Simply out of choice. I got a tattoo yesterday. Best experience of my life =] "James" in my cursive handwriting under my right ankle. It also glows in UV light. Amaaazing. Oops. Boarding. Later :]