I'm on holiday. Fuck da updates.

Hey skanks.

Just dropping you a quick post to let you know that I'm going away on holiday to Japan tomorrow for 2 weeks. Please excuse the lack of caps lock and exclamation marks. I'm fucking tired as hell. Somewhere deep down inside this zombie like body of mine lies happiness that I get to spend 2 weeks away from work and out of the country in a place I find really really cool. But I'm dead inside right now. This tiredness is REAL. I just hope I wake up in time to get to the airport and catch my flight. My body is ready...for a coma.

I won't be posting for 2 weeks (so business as usual.  I know my faithful skank tricks are used to my not posting forever), but you can follow me on Twitter. WiFi is a bitch to access in Japan if you don't have a Japanese SIM card or handset, so I won't be tweeting as frequently as I would if I were here. But any moment I'm able to catch some WiFi, I'mma tweet so much shit about everything and how I just saw a Ayumi Hamasaki truck break a red light to try and catch some extra Love again sales. I'll be on it like crack. I was suffering from Instagram and Twitter withdrawals the last time I visited Japan. I ain't about any life without Twitter. Gah damn.

If any of you would like me to shade an artist in a record store with some of my special visual merchandising (i.e putting decent CD's which deserve to sell in place of rubbish bitch's CD's) let me know! And if I pass a Tsutaya, Book off or the Tower records in Shibuya, I'll put hands on CD's and re-arrange that shit like I work there. I'll also be sure to pick up another copy of Vivid to help out my girl Crystal. I may even cop a Hiromi CD...if music retailers even received a shipment of her albums in the first place.