... I'd sell it by the gram. Detroit What?
I apologize for that.
So yeah, 19 pages to go on the final report and here I sit on the day before it's due, hungover like a mofo, barely able to type. Sometimes, I don't even believe myself. But whatever... I regret nothing.
The cause of this hangover you ask? Drop Trou'! Jeremy's band played at the Attic last night... man what a good show. The boys definitely laid down some knowledge. Adding to the kickassness... some dude with mad harmonica skills randomly jumped on stage to bust out a solo! It was deadly. Bri, Scott, and I stayed till the end. Spectacular night.
But yeah... this day is gonna suck. The only exception will be that I'm hopefully going to Ginny's for Easter supper. Eh'body loves Ginny's dad (and mom). God love em.
Also, Naeim has some pics of the class from the breeze last Thursday posted on his blog.
GO!
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