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Last night I had a dream that Melissa Etheridge came to Thanksgiving dinner at my parents house and we drank alot of beer and she asked me if I would ever play drums again and if I would join her band.
Which is weird since I never played the drums, at least not well, I dont listen to her music or have many general thoughts about her, and my parents dont really have Thanksgiving dinners. Except if you count going to Denny's while my mom is working there.
Im not sure why I havent been up to updating lately. Maybe its an epidemic because Ive noticed Im not the only one with sporadic entry statistics.
Its not as if I have some sort of an enthralling social life.
Its a stretch to say I have one at all. Last weekend I went out for the first time in about 3 months to see my friend's band play at this new cheesoid club. Club 342 or 547 or 92 or something absolute.
It just reminded of why I never go out here in the first place.
I did , however, achieve my goal to get as drunk as possible.
This weekend I painted the hallway and moved everything out of my room because Im putting new carpet in it. The current carpetry looks like pee on barf on pee on radioactive cat food.
The living room is almost done. I bowed out and let Josh make most of the choices on the decor just because he's kind of opinionated and whatnot about it and its easier to just let him run with things. He's kind of created this safari motif and Im not a leopard print sort of explorer but I hardly spend any time down there anyway. At least I turned down the lunging tiger sculpture thing from pier one.
In other news, no one knows this so Im letting everyone in on a secret here.
I have been taking singing lessons.
I could kinda sing before, and I dont want to be the next Suburban Idol, but the lady has been helping me get my voice out. This way, I entertain myself more when singing in the car.
She told me Friday that she always tells her students who smoke to quit, but that she thinks my smoking aids my voice.
I have been thinking of quitting alot lately though. Since I remembered that when I turn 23 in a couple months that will mean I have been smoking for 10 years. Straight.
I love how fark.com has been referring to The Passion of the Christ movie as "The Jesus Chainsaw Massacre".
teehee.
Which is weird since I never played the drums, at least not well, I dont listen to her music or have many general thoughts about her, and my parents dont really have Thanksgiving dinners. Except if you count going to Denny's while my mom is working there.
Im not sure why I havent been up to updating lately. Maybe its an epidemic because Ive noticed Im not the only one with sporadic entry statistics.
Its not as if I have some sort of an enthralling social life.
Its a stretch to say I have one at all. Last weekend I went out for the first time in about 3 months to see my friend's band play at this new cheesoid club. Club 342 or 547 or 92 or something absolute.
It just reminded of why I never go out here in the first place.
I did , however, achieve my goal to get as drunk as possible.
This weekend I painted the hallway and moved everything out of my room because Im putting new carpet in it. The current carpetry looks like pee on barf on pee on radioactive cat food.
The living room is almost done. I bowed out and let Josh make most of the choices on the decor just because he's kind of opinionated and whatnot about it and its easier to just let him run with things. He's kind of created this safari motif and Im not a leopard print sort of explorer but I hardly spend any time down there anyway. At least I turned down the lunging tiger sculpture thing from pier one.
In other news, no one knows this so Im letting everyone in on a secret here.
I have been taking singing lessons.
I could kinda sing before, and I dont want to be the next Suburban Idol, but the lady has been helping me get my voice out. This way, I entertain myself more when singing in the car.
She told me Friday that she always tells her students who smoke to quit, but that she thinks my smoking aids my voice.
I have been thinking of quitting alot lately though. Since I remembered that when I turn 23 in a couple months that will mean I have been smoking for 10 years. Straight.
I love how fark.com has been referring to The Passion of the Christ movie as "The Jesus Chainsaw Massacre".
teehee.