My cello teacher is my absolute idol. The devil would have my soul in one hot minute if i could then be just like my teacher. Riding the train to west concord (on the other side of the tracks) and waking up just in time to catch the stop. i always do that like a clock. though i do feel bad. i just happened to have a really good playing day.
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i've been blazed beyond my good-for-nothing mind...since last night...LONG story...anyways, let me tell you a story:
after eating some stems last night, i passed out before i peaked. so...this is the weird dream i had:
i was in the past, hanging out in marietta in the publix parking lot~ some close friends were there: funk, sunnie, austin, brendan, etc...then i watch them morph into animals! funk was a squirrel, sunnie a BADGER, austin a little monkey (a VERY LITTLE one, like miniature), brendan was a hamster...i'm like WHAT THE FUCK! then i suddenly morph into present time. i meet up with my cleveland friends, and everyone is an animal. i'm like DUDE! WHY ARE YOU ALL ANIMALS?! one replied, "we're not." then in a blink of an eye, everything was normal again...
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This post made me laugh REALLY hard. Thanks for that. I think that I've been laughing more (out loud) lately. Or else I've just become super super conscious of my laughter. Which might be as possible. I laughed out loud... like, broke into giggle laughter several times while reading Middlesex. And I don't know that the text was that funny-- it was like, my own little world of humor.
I wonder what this means.
Laughter's good, anyway.
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