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Sunday, September 18, 2005





The day after
September, 17 2005; 10.03 AM


Our living room looks like armageddon took place in there.

Haha, I swear, yesterday I felt like the day was never going to end. There were so many little kids at my sister's Birthday party. I pretty much made myself sick from eating all that sugar, ugh. I drank like, four or five sodas yesterday, I usually drink one or two during the entire week. And let's not forget cake. That cake had so much sugar in it I was afraid my kidneys were gonna die in the middle of the night. I made it to the bathroom alright this morning, so all's well in kidney town.

Yesterday wasn't all that bad. My half-brother came down with his fiance from Charleston, SC. It's always great to see him. He came down to see my dad (he was recently in the hospital), and to attend my sister's Birthday party. They stayed pretty late, but it was all good.

And somehow during all the commotion I managed to learn a few things on the guitar. I learned the solo to the song that I know you are all listening to on here, The Beatles' - While My Guitar Gently Weeps, it was surprisingly easy. I also learned The Beatles' - Birthday, in spirit of it being my sister's Birthday and whatnot, but I didn't get to play it at the party like I wanted to, I forgot all about it. Not to mention I might mess up, I only went over it like two or three times, so there was plenty of room for error.

I think I'm gonna take today off and do absoloutely nothing. But I will get around to commenting tonight, unless something comes up, you know... like paralyzation; or the loss of an arm; or fingers; or eyesight; or taste O__o....

I declare today, Ignore-the-doorbell-and-telephone-and-wear-nothing-but-boxers-and-a-tank-top-day!!! Let the laziness commence!

Love,
Josh




{What I'm listening to}

Eric Clapton - B Minor Jam

{Daily family Guy Quote}

(Meg asks the guy in the shop class to go out on a date...)
Meg: Please go out with me. I am just trying to make Neil jealous. I promise I'll pay and everything.
Boy: Yeah, uh, that sounds cool, but I'm going to be in the hospital that night. (Boy shoots himself with the nail gun in the stomach.) OHHHOWWW!! (in pain, drags himself away)

{Daily Toothpaste For Dinner Comic}



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