No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it.
Friday: Food with Tim and Jeremy. Drove around.
Saturday: Baseball. Bass. Hung out with Tim and Jeremy downtown. Wendy’s. Sleep.
Sunday: Mowed lawns. Bass. Drove around with Tim and Jeremy.
It’s like there’s some sort of pattern.
There is nothing to be said here. Except I like bass more than I did before and I’ve been playing bass more than I did before. Oh, and Tim almost got us lost in Georgetown. And by almost I mean did.
“The big fat Jewish kid from Bokerratone?”
Saturday: Baseball. Bass. Hung out with Tim and Jeremy downtown. Wendy’s. Sleep.
Sunday: Mowed lawns. Bass. Drove around with Tim and Jeremy.
It’s like there’s some sort of pattern.
There is nothing to be said here. Except I like bass more than I did before and I’ve been playing bass more than I did before. Oh, and Tim almost got us lost in Georgetown. And by almost I mean did.
“The big fat Jewish kid from Bokerratone?”