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Winter Break Acoustic Show

Friday, February 11th, 2005 from 7:00 pm - 9:00 pm

At Music Maker Hall on 25 and Shelby in the Northwood Squares Plaza.

Entry fee is $3.00

All proceeds will benefit the American Red Cross Disaster Relief Fund

Special Guests: Sweet Charade, Ron Neal, Peter Piwonski (owner of Music Maker), and many more.
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Today was awesome. I thought that me working 8 hours at music maker today would ruin my day and i'd be bored out of my mind but i was soo wrong. It turns out that i had a blast. And i probably learned more about music and it's history than i ever have ( Read more... )

Yeah, tonight i am working from 3-9 at music maker. I hope it goes better than yesterday. I think i'm just going to go with the flow. Do some homework if possible, practice the song that me and brian are doing. Anyways, I'm hosting another Acoustic show on Friday, February 11th at 7:00... Proceeds are benifiting American Red Cross disaster Relief ( Read more... )

[x] have a gf : no
[x] have a crush : yes
[x] feel loved : no
[x] feel lonely : yes
[x] feel happy : yes
[x] have your own room : yes
[x] listen to rap : no
[x] listen to rock : yes
[x] listen to soul : no
[x] listen to techno : yes
[x] listen to reggae : no
[x] paint your toenails : god no
[x] have more than 1 best friend :no
[x] get good grades : ( Read more... )

I'm feeling quite different right now, probably because I'm wearing jeans, a white shirt, a blue and white striped dress shirt, and a black suit coat, and it looks badass. Anyways, How's life for everyone else. This weekend, Kevin is gone to some church thing, so there's no band practice. It's really getting shitty that we aren't able to record. I ( Read more... )

If i ever sponser a dandruff commerical... shoot me.

I don't care too much for school anymore, but i think i'm going to try ( Read more... )

What a shitty weekend.

Watched movies, read books, one band practice, drank lots and lots of coke.

You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.