Today was really tough, after an hour delay on the tarmac I finally made it to Denver and to my 5 pallets of equipment to install and 30 boxes of parts to replace on broken servers. I busted my ass through 3 pallets and had to call it a day, I am out of gas. It's only 8:40pm here and it feels like 4am or something. This after all the busy (yet fun) shit I've been doing, is when it really comes to bite me in the ass. I saw on Instagram this morning that 311 was playing an hour away from my hotel in Colorado Springs. I instantly was like DAMN IM THERE, and well, I'm in bed in my hotel so that sucks, but this is much needed.