Interestingly enough I went to that scary place Toronto for Fan Expo before classes started and a guy who claimed to be a monk gave me this and asked for some money. He walked like a monk, talked like a monk and dressed like one too, well golly gee he must be a monk and I'm a sucker for giving my last dollar away to someone who needs it. Perhaps I should of payed more attention to it.
Now I'm back onto my large guys in preparation for something big that's brewing in my head. Thought I should take out this book from the Library to help me get through this confusing time.
Eh, one more thing. Here's a link to a song that I like to jam to when throwing. Cheers,