Flavour of the Week

I don't like drugs, and I don't like vocabulary words. Though, I will admit that there are good and bad times to use both. But if used together, they become ekstreemlee dainjurus.

Future

So today I began to seriously consider my options for the future: where I might attend college, what I might do, where I would go, etc. I ended up deciding that at some point, I want to live in a metropolis of some kind and open up a music shop. Not one of those shitty places that doesn't let you play the instruments. And we won't just sell guitars and drums and things either. I'll make it a point to have plenty of zithers and sitars, plenty of pungis and didgeridoos, and violins and cellos too. And plenty of guitars. And drums too, I guess. But drums can be annoying sometimes. There would definitely be a separate room (preferably noise proof) for the percussion. And you could play the instruments. Hell, there might as well even be a few that aren't for sale that people can come in and play whenever they want. And there could be music lessons and stuff too. Yeah, that would be nice. Very nice indeed. And I could call it something clever. Like Strawberry Jam. I mean, it really wouldn't have to be strawberry or anything. You could call it Blueberry Jam too, I suppose. Just as long as there is jam someplace in it. Because that is what people could do there. Jam. That's the point.

Waste

So, here it is February the Sixth and several weeks have passed since my last post. I kind of feel like the blog thing is slowing down, and it kind of makes me sad a little bit. I enjoy writing these things. It's almost like complaining, but I feel better about this than say, belly-aching to Miss Gross about how I wish she would spend more time explaining problems than doing them, if that makes sense. And I'm not, at this point anyway, really sure about what I want to begin with. So I don't really know what to complain about. I mean, I could complain about lots of things, but it wouldn't get anything done, and I'm certainly not one to waste time.