2013 was hell to endure. My dad bailed out on us spawning all kinds of upset at home (the divorce situation is far from resolved and we may end up in a trailer in the future, or worse), almost had to put my dog down (thankfully his condition changed), I was in the hospital for a bit (for which I now owe 20 grand), had a significant other do me dirty to the point of near mental breakdown, gained a lot of weight, one friend lost his father, another friends mother was murdered, an additional friend became a coke addict... & all sorts of other wack bullsh!t.
That was most of the bad stuff. The good stuff that happened was all bittersweet though-
I was able to see my favorite band live for the first time in 12 years of listening to them, but I almost missed the show thanks to my IBS. I got there like JUST before they hit the stage. It was great, but I have a permanent ring in my right ear now as a result. I got to head out to NY for comic con, which was really enjoyable but a lot went wrong over the course of the trip... Plans to see a childhood friend fell through, I waited 7 hours to meet Kevin Eastman and during the one break I took to use the bathroom the pipes burst on the toilet I was using and my backpack/shorts were splashed with (clean, thankfully) water (I actually had a change of clothes on me that day, my gut told me to bring some- no idea why), plus I missed a bunch of panels/signings while being in line. Last day of the con I had to run out without saying goodbye to all my friends in order to catch my train, and once I did, I got a nosebleed. On my last night in NY, I was supposed to link up with this chick for some long overdue lovin' and I ended up puking and sh*tting blood all night instead thanks to a bout of salmonella I got from some chicken. The only benefit of that is that the lung pain I had from excessive vomiting inspired me to quit smoking after doing so for about 8 or 9 years and I haven't touched one since (3 months now, roughly). To make matters worse, TSA confiscated a bunch of my medicine. Medicine that costs $600 a bottle. Plus they went through all my stuff, which I'm assuming came as a result of my very long beard... Meh.
The only events that weren't tainted have to do with my musical endeavors, my group Grindhouse Gang & I have put together an awesome (hip-hop) album with features from huge names. We're really proud of it. Can't wait to put that out early 2014.
All & all, it was mostly a crap year. One of, if not the worst, ever.
Hopefully 2014 will be better somehow.
Happy new year, y'all!