the curse of a southern baptist

[johnytouchfire]

thursday rob and i spent the night at chaz's. we practiced all day friday and then in the evening amanda p., amanda s., and jenny came over and listened to us and we hung out for a little bit. it was way cool. then me and rob spent the night again and practiced all day saturday. we have a solid set list of 12 songs now, so we're ready to rock your socks off. then when i got home on saturday i went to subway with ben and lee and then we went to a show at clover hill. we met amanda p. and jeff a. there. jeff's little brother's band played, i think their name was the caste. they were really good. and there were these celtic people who danced and played bagpipes, which was interesting, i guess, and we left after a couple of the songs from the last band. then we went to paul's house and we watched clockwork orange(if you haven't seen it, you really should) then we all went home.

then this morning came along and god decided to take away my last day of freedom before i start work and have ABSOLUTELY NO FREE TIME, and my mom woke me up and took me to jesus concentration camp. i wasn't too much of a bitch about it and went. afterwards we went to the price club and saw a whole bunch of teachers. then i came home and talked to amanda for a little bit and then went over to lee's. then i came home and took a nap. god, i love naps. then god decides to ruin my day again and my mom tried to drag me to youth group. after pitching a hissy fit i'm left at home, taking out the trash. fight the power.

jefferson airplane is a true calming force. positive vibes, man.

i love you!