That being said, I've been playing a lot of music lately. I haven't picked up my guitars enough in the past long time, because they frustrate me immensely when I'm unsuccessful at creating. It's getting better I hope. This is a bad entry, more to come.
OK, so here is the more to come. My dad woke me up yesterday at 8:30 AM because he wanted to make me pancakes. I guess he misses me. It was sweet. Possibly the only scenario when I didn't wish death upon my waker. Ever.
That's at least three comments I've made on this site that refer to pancakes. Please do not miscontrue this as a sexual tendency towards them. They only bring me certain pleasure from time to time. Pleasure, not unlike the Mogwai BBC sessions album. Perhaps they are almost equal in goodness. That's a lie.
I feel that I need to post a picture otherwise people won't read my journal. So you get a random shot of my sister's dumb dog. It's sitting next to a HUGE rubber plant... that it ate... no longer huge...
TTFN, ta ta for now.
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