Going home...
I am going to pick up my brother that I havn't seen in a long time from the airport. Him and his gf are flying in from Jersey and I am driving them home to my parents down in hurricane alley. The marimba quartet just played and got a superior, straight a's from the judge who just loved them. They are a great group of percussionists and can;'t wait to work with them more in the future.
My friday was interesting. I thought I was finally going to get to spend a friday night with a friend that I havn't spent any more than 2 hours with probably since October. Well less than 2 hours after the arrival, my friend was off to actually start the rest of the night that was planned, which I was not a part of. My friend Andrea was sick so I ended up bringing her soup, bread, and some flowers to cheer her up. She kept saying that I was the most perfect man on the face of the earth. I don't think I am that, I just care about the people in my life. Every-so-often it's nice to make someone happy and they let you know about it, keeps me thinking that maybe I am a good person, but still not convinced...
My friday was interesting. I thought I was finally going to get to spend a friday night with a friend that I havn't spent any more than 2 hours with probably since October. Well less than 2 hours after the arrival, my friend was off to actually start the rest of the night that was planned, which I was not a part of. My friend Andrea was sick so I ended up bringing her soup, bread, and some flowers to cheer her up. She kept saying that I was the most perfect man on the face of the earth. I don't think I am that, I just care about the people in my life. Every-so-often it's nice to make someone happy and they let you know about it, keeps me thinking that maybe I am a good person, but still not convinced...