Resolution's Not a Mystery

In fact, it's pretty cut and dried. Known as the nefarious Kraft Man to the readers of this blog (or Uncle Eddie), my dad suggested that he buy me a ticket home using Frequent Flyer miles for a low, low price of one hundred dollars. So, look for me to be back in the 614 fuckin' shit up between Saturday and Monday. I'm not exactly certain just yet. Also, fuck blogspot. I HATE that "No, nobody can comment on this post! Why? Because we said so!" Because I KNOW people wanted to talk about SFU. So hey, if you have any Six Feet thoughts, post them here, because I'm curious.