Westsyde!

Westsyde!

After we picked up Pops from the airport, we went over to pick up a moving truck to pack all of Aaron's shit in. The rest of the day was spent chillin' with Pops and some of Aaron's friends who stopped by for the last night ever. We also got to meet the guy who would end up in Aaron's old room. I smoked some more ******, then to bed. Only this time I stayed at the motel my dad was staying at, because I couldn't take another night of sleeping at Aaron's pad. Besides, the people there didn't leave until like 4AM and I desperately needed some sleep.