The doings in which michael partisipated in as of late:
Well, I'm here at home, just sitting around, listening to music. I actually got a whole lot of new music lately.
Family Force 5, Augustana, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, etc.
I had an interview at blockbuster, and it went well, but he still needs to hurry up and call me back. It's been 2 days, but I haven't had a job for about 2 months, and I'm poor.
I got sick. really sick, but I think today I'm fully over it.
Callie cleaned my house because she was hyper. Callie's crazy.
The suspicious next door neighbor asked if I played the guitar because his wife heard me playing yesterday. He has a drum set and double peddles. I told him I'd see what I can do... because he's suspicious next door neighbor. He certainly knows how to play on my weakness though... you know, I'm starting to think he's the devil. I bet he's awesome at the drums.
Do you ever get the most unprovoked, terrible feeling that something really bad is wrong? My life is actually starting to get in order, what with the job, and the frequent trips outside the house (I know, right?), and a relationship with another human worm baby. And yet for some reason I have this terrible foreboding feeling that something bad will happen... I hate it.
Anyway, not much is going on. Call me if you have some free time.
Family Force 5, Augustana, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, etc.
I had an interview at blockbuster, and it went well, but he still needs to hurry up and call me back. It's been 2 days, but I haven't had a job for about 2 months, and I'm poor.
I got sick. really sick, but I think today I'm fully over it.
Callie cleaned my house because she was hyper. Callie's crazy.
The suspicious next door neighbor asked if I played the guitar because his wife heard me playing yesterday. He has a drum set and double peddles. I told him I'd see what I can do... because he's suspicious next door neighbor. He certainly knows how to play on my weakness though... you know, I'm starting to think he's the devil. I bet he's awesome at the drums.
Do you ever get the most unprovoked, terrible feeling that something really bad is wrong? My life is actually starting to get in order, what with the job, and the frequent trips outside the house (I know, right?), and a relationship with another human worm baby. And yet for some reason I have this terrible foreboding feeling that something bad will happen... I hate it.
Anyway, not much is going on. Call me if you have some free time.