Oy.

I slept in two classes. It was raining/snowing when I left to go home. I got wet. and cold. So did J.C. It was terrible.

I am going to get a Blackberry next month. Pictures WILL be uploaded. To the people who aren't reading this, well, you aren't really missing anything because you wouldn't be seeing this anyway. But to me, it is awesome.

My dog pooped on the floor again. My mom wants to give him away, but it's mostly my mom's boyfriend's dog, so the decision is up to him. I took some pictures of me and my dog in my bed that you will never see. They're really cute!

Must have splatter pig!

/>I wonder what I'm going to do for Halloween. Probably nothing. Last year I made a caution tape cape and drew on my face with sharpie.

So I was mocking Flame On! Kid today. He called me a bitch. Oh however shall I go on?! Sarcasm duly noted.
I have nothing against homosexuality. I'm pansexual. Big fuckin' deal. I just don't like Flame On! Kid. He's on fiyah!That's cool, but his personality is annoying. I try to stay away from people who act like they're still ten. Picture Chris Crocker, but not pretty, black, not very popular, no excessive make-up, and with horribly damaged straightened hair. That's Flame On! Kid. I didn't come up with that name, by the way. This awesome talented base player came up with it at the birthday party of the coolest gay boy on the planet. The party was great. We played music in Rittenhouse Square right there behind that gazebo thing on that fence, I bought a book, we ate shit, and people came and jammed with us. Rockin' out with some classical music. Bitchin'.

It was E.P.'s birthday today. Cake. And stuff. I'm bringing in her gift tomorrow. It's dollar bills folded into eight notes in an Altoids box. She keeps her reed things in them.

All for now. Going to practice a bit so I won't suck as badly.