I'ma get my show back, my show back, my show baaaaack!
I need some girlfriends. Almost every night of the week consists of drinking Rum with Matt, Joel, and Mudd...watching shitty television and interneting it up while they practice very LOUDLY. If this is a sound proof room I'd hate to hear it otherwise. We're trying to have a party tonight since Matt's mom gets home tomorrow, and we haven't really done anything, unless you consider that list up there something. My lap top is burning my legs. I'm going to go download some Ying Yang Twins. WAIT, till you see my OOOOHHHHHH!!