I can say with the utmost confidence that this fall has easily been the best time of my life thus far. I truly wouldn’t have it any other way, and it just seems to be getting better by the day. The people I know, the people I’ve met, the people I’ve started relationships with, the people I’ve rekindled relationships with, all of those connections, new and old, the music that I’ve learned of, the music that I’m making with the greatest of friends, just everything I’ve learned and experienced, is all what made this season what it’s been. Preposterously amazing.
I honestly don’t understand how such a large proportion of people I know graduated high school. Learn the difference between your, you’re, there, their, and they’re. Seriously, it’s not hard. If it is, take solace in the fact that you’re probably on a computer or hand-held device that more than likely has access to the world wide web. One can look things up before one types them out to at least make it seem like one has a basic comprehension of the English language. Dictionary.com, or even Google for goodness sake, is your friend. The funny part is, that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Sorry if I piss somebody off, but I don’t really feel too bad about this one.
I just ate the “Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon” sandwich from Melt. Health-wise, it is probably the worst thing I’ve ever eaten. Taste-wise, it’s completely worth the heart attack I’m about to have. So, aside from the 45 minute wait every single day, Melt and I are on good terms right now. Oh, and as a side note, if you put Sriracha on a rock, I would have to contemplate eating it.
I was just in the most disgusting BP I’ve ever been to in my life. First, there was this super hick couple freaking out about how gay people are going to be allowed to get married in Florida, and how they think that Tim Tebow is in the NBA. Secondly, I watched the cashier stick her fingers in her mouth then proceeded to ring out customers. Needless to say, I bought nothing. Fuck the BP on 150th.
So i gave a washing machine a soul…
This is a song about an organ that pumps blood running away. I wrote it a while ago but I haven’t had a chance to record it until now. Hope you like it.
So Ky and I just got off the highway. Next to the road there was a homeless gentleman standing with a sign that read, “PLEASE HELP. GOD BLESS!”. In front of us next to the man was a van for the Salvation Army and on the back in large white, bold letters it said, “Heart to God, Hand to Man”. The van drove away as soon as the light turned green, 30 seconds later. Uhh, LOL.