Your dryer is breakdancing again. The intensity is astounding. If that thing crashes through my ceiling, god help me, I will climb up through the hole and kick your ass.
At least you don't do your laundry at unreasonable hours. Thanks for that.
It's not like I don't wear pants, people! I do! Most of the time. Well, in public. And always at work! I think I must have gotten them yesterday while I was sitting on the sidewalk watching a fire extinguisher training. But I was wearing jeans. WTF mate.
OK, my throat is still bothering me, but at least I sort of know what's going on with that. And I know why my wrists hurt. I use computers a lot, and I sleep with my hands all curled up close to me. I'm working on that.
My only real regret about high school is that I didn't do more shit like this. Except my high school was only one story. And we didn't have a Christmas tree.
Vic Firth's 40 Drum Rudiments: With audio and video! You can hear each rudiment as it should be played, PLUS you can listen and play along at different tempos. I sure wish this had existed ten years ago.