July 5, 2006 ( Read more... )

Jun <3
Greg <3
Michelle heart (it won't come out)

I now have to go get a tube shoved up my nose to examine my throat at the ENT because my throat is plotting against the rest of my body.

Today someone gave me an unexpected, simple phone call that I appreciated.

At 11:11 A.M. today, while listening to "Blackbird", a blackbird flew head on into the glass of my window. The blinds were open. I looked out onto my overhang, and it lay there disheveled. A few seconds later it got up and flew away.

I don't have words for this.

Mark Chapmam asked for his autograph, and when he got the pen in his hand, he pulled a gun from his pocket and pulled the trigger.

Ever since I was a little kid, I'd had my heart set on going to the University of Florida. As my time to leave the house approached, I kind of stopped caring where I went. This is extremely cruel, but when I was younger, my dad would always taunt me and sing this really stupid, annoying, obnoxious jingle... "Central Flooriiidaa here she ( Read more... )

The garden was, I guess, built sunken a few feet into the ground, so I walked up some stairs to get to the street. More appropriately, the scum-pit back alley. A truck was parked, so I assumed that it was ours. I circled around it a few times until one of the two men inside told me that I looked confused. I pointed to my saxophone case, asking ( Read more... )

Why do I feel like I'm getting dumber?

( In Florida, this is what we do over Thanksgiving break )