This is one of my favorite recent pictures. It's become apparent to me that I like trombone action... possibly just a little too much for anyone's good. Eh whatever, a little brass never hurt anybody. (I'm the trombone player in focus. Thanks to the illusion)
Friends are something else. My family's always said to me "Friends come and go, but Family's always here". I'm sure I'm not the only one that's heard this, but I really hope that is not the case. There is a select number of individuals that I consider close, sometimes a little closer than family. I hope I never lose touch with them.
So there's some kind of party happening at the house I live at. But I don't have to throw it!! :D Which also means I don't have to do shit before or after the party. Thank God! I can't wait for this shindig. That's what it's gonna be - a shindig. Oh shindigs, how I've missed you.
Lately, I've had the urge to be alone. Err rather, just spend some quality me-time. Living with 4 other people does not make it so easy. I mean if I wanted to be a jerk, I'm sure I could manage that without making any kind of a real effort... But that's just not the person I was raised to be, or would ever have any intention of becoming.
I had an idea of what to write, but after that fog I can't seem to remember what I wanted to say. Well it's late in the night and I've 3 more days til I can appreciate a somewhat relaxing weekend.
I need to figure out this California thang...
