she put my bedspread upside down
I am supposed to be writing a paper.
A paper that was due on Monday.
oops.
I admit, I did really want to go to ACL. But I did not. At this point, anyone that is actually reading this entry is asking himself, "Why not? You are a millionaire. You love good music. You even have a brother that lives in Austin! Certainly you had nothing better to do."
On that last point you would be wrong.
San Francisco > Austin.
Carter > ACL
duh!
My favorite person in the whole wide world had his first birthday in the best city in the whole wide world. And I would miss that for live music?
Yes, yes I would.
To make up for it, I listened to bands that would be playing there on the plane ride there.
Moving on.
It disheartens me when someone I admire says nasty things about bands I like.
I understand that everyone has different opinions, but that knowledge doesn't make me any less sad.
You know what also makes me sad?
When my team loses.
I love absolutely nothing more than baseball.
Really really.
Paper writing time? Maybe.
I am really busy.
Yes.
I work 40 hours a week and go to school full time.
If I seem to ignore you, it is not because I don't love you anymore.
Because I do.
I am just too busy for everything except baseball!
I wish I could do the baseball page in the sports section when I grow up.
Dream job?
Yes, yes I think so.
Kelly=lame
lame=cool?
duh
A paper that was due on Monday.
oops.
I admit, I did really want to go to ACL. But I did not. At this point, anyone that is actually reading this entry is asking himself, "Why not? You are a millionaire. You love good music. You even have a brother that lives in Austin! Certainly you had nothing better to do."
On that last point you would be wrong.
San Francisco > Austin.
Carter > ACL
duh!
My favorite person in the whole wide world had his first birthday in the best city in the whole wide world. And I would miss that for live music?
Yes, yes I would.
To make up for it, I listened to bands that would be playing there on the plane ride there.
Moving on.
It disheartens me when someone I admire says nasty things about bands I like.
I understand that everyone has different opinions, but that knowledge doesn't make me any less sad.
You know what also makes me sad?
When my team loses.
I love absolutely nothing more than baseball.
Really really.
Paper writing time? Maybe.
I am really busy.
Yes.
I work 40 hours a week and go to school full time.
If I seem to ignore you, it is not because I don't love you anymore.
Because I do.
I am just too busy for everything except baseball!
I wish I could do the baseball page in the sports section when I grow up.
Dream job?
Yes, yes I think so.
Kelly=lame
lame=cool?
duh