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Just got tickets for Black Rebel Motorcycle Club at The Fillmore on May 9th. Rock. I am stoked.
Also. My new mattress makes my face smile. I want to build myself a new bike from scratch. I have too many ideas, and not enough time. I have too many projects, and not enough money. Why can't I tell my brain to stop thinking and just let me finish one goddamn thing? I guess this is just something to complain about.
First things first, reconstruct the loft bed to fit the queen size mattress, lower it, and build bookshelves underneath. Second, start finishing the desk I've been refinishing for 8 months now. Secondandahalf, start on bicycle. Sometime soon, get new tattoo. Third, finish the mad lamp. Forth, start on tub furniture. Fifth/first, recover old projects from old house. First/always, do school work. Last/first, go to work. Finish the semester. Always/last/first/something, take Laurel on a fancy date to the Opera, which doesn't open until September. Hrm. Perhaps I should come up with a fancy date sooner than that.
Also. My new mattress makes my face smile. I want to build myself a new bike from scratch. I have too many ideas, and not enough time. I have too many projects, and not enough money. Why can't I tell my brain to stop thinking and just let me finish one goddamn thing? I guess this is just something to complain about.
First things first, reconstruct the loft bed to fit the queen size mattress, lower it, and build bookshelves underneath. Second, start finishing the desk I've been refinishing for 8 months now. Secondandahalf, start on bicycle. Sometime soon, get new tattoo. Third, finish the mad lamp. Forth, start on tub furniture. Fifth/first, recover old projects from old house. First/always, do school work. Last/first, go to work. Finish the semester. Always/last/first/something, take Laurel on a fancy date to the Opera, which doesn't open until September. Hrm. Perhaps I should come up with a fancy date sooner than that.