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It's 7:37.
I'm sitting here, pick in mouth, guitar in hand, but I don't know what to play. I want to learn Arco Arena by Cake, but I suck, so I can't. Yet. I'll have my brother show me or something.
I leave tomorrow for SMI. Crazy thought. I might have mentioned that in my earlier entry, but I don't remember anything from that. Too early. Nine days until music. Gah, I'm so happy. Tomorrow's gunna be fun. So is Saturday. And the next day. And so on.
That reminds me! Wait, no, nevermind, it doesn't.
This Wednesday is Ricky and my one month day! Thing! Exciting, no? I think so. I'll be on SMI, but I know it'll still be awesome. I'm gunna try to sneak a call to him. I mean, what? Ricky, I live you. A lot. So much. A ton. More than that. You make me feel googly. And special. Like special googly. Like that.
I had Mom to Mom today. Nothing extra special happened. No one was funny today, maybe I was just too tired to think so, I don't know. Bret and his family are doing to Disneyland on Monday. He's really excited. His mom told me that he (or maybe it was Brendon?) said to some random person at the grocery store, "I though Buzz Lightyear was fake, but he's not! He's real! He lives at Disneyland! I'm going to meet him." Ah, those boys are great.
Okay, well, I should go, I guess. I'll be back, though! See you all, um, next week sometime. Sunday? Yeah, then. I think? I have no idea. I'll see you when I can listen to SECUALR MUSIC! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
I'm sitting here, pick in mouth, guitar in hand, but I don't know what to play. I want to learn Arco Arena by Cake, but I suck, so I can't. Yet. I'll have my brother show me or something.
I leave tomorrow for SMI. Crazy thought. I might have mentioned that in my earlier entry, but I don't remember anything from that. Too early. Nine days until music. Gah, I'm so happy. Tomorrow's gunna be fun. So is Saturday. And the next day. And so on.
That reminds me! Wait, no, nevermind, it doesn't.
This Wednesday is Ricky and my one month day! Thing! Exciting, no? I think so. I'll be on SMI, but I know it'll still be awesome. I'm gunna try to sneak a call to him. I mean, what? Ricky, I live you. A lot. So much. A ton. More than that. You make me feel googly. And special. Like special googly. Like that.
I had Mom to Mom today. Nothing extra special happened. No one was funny today, maybe I was just too tired to think so, I don't know. Bret and his family are doing to Disneyland on Monday. He's really excited. His mom told me that he (or maybe it was Brendon?) said to some random person at the grocery store, "I though Buzz Lightyear was fake, but he's not! He's real! He lives at Disneyland! I'm going to meet him." Ah, those boys are great.
Okay, well, I should go, I guess. I'll be back, though! See you all, um, next week sometime. Sunday? Yeah, then. I think? I have no idea. I'll see you when I can listen to SECUALR MUSIC! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!