I noticed I haven't written anything here in a while. Sometimes it's just really hard for me to express myself through words. My grandmother came across a birthday card I had made for her when I was seven or eight-ish. It said "Grandma, you are kind. That is all." Of course, my grandmother has many more great qualities, but what that card says about me it's that I'm not one about going on and on - I'm to the point. It's been ages since I last played my drums. I get jealous of my friend at work since he's in a band and he gets to play his bass a lot. It's a little hard for drummers to just practice their drums in normal places. Could you imagine a drummer and a guitarist just hanging out with friends. The guitarist can play some charming little ditty and the friends say "Oh, that's nice". And then the drummer says "Check out this ditty" and just lays down a very loud drum solo, making everyone else run out of the room in terror! I guess my block has been broken.
