Julie kinda sorta half broke up with me last night.

~Nate.

EDIT: I'm saving the details for when I know how final it is.

By the way, anyone notice the title on this entry? It's a good reference--I'm hoping it wasn't lost on everyone.

There are great things happening! Julie and I have been dating almost a year; school's about to start...Yay, life is good, that's fine but THAT'S NOT WHY I'M WRITING ( Read more... )

It's about time to update a little bit here...just on the...situtation(s) at hand ( Read more... )

Sure is lots of crap going on that I haven't been updating about at all. I guess you all deserve a rundown ( Read more... )

Another picturetastic entry, mostly fixated around the fun shit at the bottom. But first, a rundown ( Read more... )

Lots of crap has been going on, and I say the word in a good way. Good crap. Things are happening to me, regarding my summer, especially, in a good way. Let's have a rundown.

The bad: I don't know if I even ever wrote about this, but back in January I went down to the Rice campus in Houston with my friend Chris (from the department and orchestra ( Read more... )

I am the greatest boyfriend ever. If there's a better one out there, I'd like to meet him, and punch him in the mouth. Then shake his hand.

Look what I got for Julie! And myself.


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Sweartogod I heard this on the way to class, inbetween Chilton and the Music Building:

"You put so much nutmeg in it, I think I hallucinated."

AWESOME

~Nate.

FYI, my computer is not starting. Something's horribly wrong. I haven't been able to use my secondary hard drive (where all my music is) or my CD drives for a while now, and last night, my internet went out for some reason, so I tried to restart to fix it, and it just isn't doing anything. Starts up, gives me gay message. I don't even have a floppy ( Read more... )

I suppose I didn't fold that bad, considering...but I just came out of a lesson with Deane where I was of course dangerously underprepared. The folds were entirely excerpt-related, which means I haven't been doing my work, meaning my listening and playing along to the pieces. It's not to say I haven't been practicing, because I have sure been doing ( Read more... )