Music: buckcherry
Book: the chill of death or something like that
I wish I were at a spa. The stress of selling a home is ridiculous - why do people do this? Makes you long for the days of noisy neighbors and shitty landlords...the joys of apartment living. Just kidding my own place and privacy far outweighs any nonsense with homes but still...one can dream. Happy Friday by the way, my pets are looking forward to having their mommy home to cuddle with them and I'm looking forward to a jam session with Chadly...Mabel Tainter approaches and I have nothing but excitement for the upcoming show. We might be playing the state fair too - I think I mentioned that - but don't have times yet. Regards...
