Apr 02, 2008 04:04
Well friends, it's 4:00am and I'm hanging out with Steve. We're just 2 whackass muthafuckas tryna keep it real. Ya Hurd?
It started with the music. Steev's beloved MP3 Folder. What a walk down memory lane that was. Boink, Cold, Creed, Earshot, Hoobastank, POD, Soulfly, Sparta, Ultimate Fakebook. Shit... Terrible music that I love. I don't think I'll ever forget some of those horrible, horrible lyrics.
Band camp sunglasses, That tuxedo bitch, dream records and Matt Skiba.
These are the things we mustn't lose. And this is why we write. While we write, we record, we interpret and we imply. We create a greater understanding of our experience here.
This is all a part of that.
Sometimes I wrote amazing things. Sometimes I wrote less than amazing pieces.
-New for this entry. Kujo had surgery on his ear. Soldan's was closed, so we had to make a cone-collar for him. It involves paper plates and duct tape. Also, half of his head is shaved. A real cone-collar will be purchased if/when necessary, and pictures may be up soon. He's adorable, albeit ridiculous looking. It's hard to look without laughing.
This is a good house. I miss Kevin, but Steve is good too. Steev and Tongen are favorites too. They're all favorites. All good. I don't want these to be my prime years though, I want my good years to extend well past this house.
Also, I don't play WoW anymore. I'm not sure why, I just lost interest I suppose. A lot of time is taken up with Rock Band and Guitar Hero now. Oh, and of course, reminiscing. That's a big one.
Here's to us.