sometimes i get really pissed off and then remember that life is a joke. that sums up today, pretty much.
we're moving our practice space to storage mart feb. 15th because the anchor is opening back up. this is sort of a good/bad thing. i think the goods outweigh the bads, though. for one, storage mart is climate controlled (no more frozen fingers!), close to the tuley hut, and eric's dumb rock n' roll band (the black tarantulas) won't practice in our space anymore. nice band name. show me a red tarantula and maybe we can talk. in the mean time, stop sleeping where you can't sleep and stop having bounty hunters show up looking for you when we're practicing! sorry, it just sucks. but that shit's almost over.
i got a new t.v. /t.v. cabinet from my work. it's baller-esque but still not as fly as zaylor's GIGANTIC big screen over at chris/lisa's. watching american gladiators on that t.v. is just as good as the best blow j you've ever given/received.
i miss everybody. come back home!
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ben, obviously its a magic school!
ps miss you too!
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