i'm back.
the last time i posted i was only 21, now i'm 24. funny. the time in between will forever be referred to as my "lost-weekend" and is never to be spoke of again. in that order.
the songs are so loud you can't hear the notes.
the pages so blank you can't read the words.
i wish i had two cats, but not two cat-holes.
chupachong is my friend. don't tell anyone.
i hear brompton is nice this time of year, takers?