I keep writing things that I want to say... and I can't even get it into enough words that make sense in order to communicate it to my friends. I'm on a roller coaster... and I pass the time by hiding in bed, in my room, on my computer, or playing guitar. The guitar is a good thing though... so let's focus on that.
I'm going to go learn something new before I go to bed.
edit:
well... bored picture time... from last saturday
Barry, me and Drew
Jason is seriously one of the coolest guys I know... at the time he has smoked, drank, and was on Valium... at heart he's a great guy.
at one point I was on the floor and people were on me... I am oblivious to this fact.
p.s.
I wonder what would happen if I never brushed my hair again...
I saw a guy walking around with a snake in his hair, maybe that would be me.