OK, I thought that would get your attention.
Don't you hate it, though, when books are titled obscure names like that that have almost nothing to do with the book lol?
I'm just so damned tired I can't take it. I'm in a mood to go upstairs and pop in a Family Guy DVD until I pass out for the night. I've been thinking non- stop about this Whitman composition I'm doing and its constantly intimidating and frigthening and exciting. Maybe we should have stopped at that oxygen bar at the mall lol.
UPS took my keyboard that they damaged for inspection so they can cover the cost of repairs or replacement.
I bought Volume Three of Famly Guy (really just to support Seth MacFarlane and crew, cuz I have all the episodes on computer already).
I'm excited to get back to the grind in Nashville. Back to the pains-in-the-ass, the avoided homework, the choirs, the conducting, the bois, the girls, the recitals, the sex/lies/videotape (otherwise known as McGill Hall), the Hamlet, the work, the Play the friends, the Belmont, the Sunset Grille, the kisses, the parties, the college life, the highs, the lows, the in betweens. I never wanna leave you again, Nashville.
Until then, I shall put my soul on the charger, as the cursing for lack of sleep is soon to come.
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