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July 26, 2007 2:47PM

God Where Are You
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I was creative yesterday, I created something. I made something out of nothing and now there is something. It feels great to be honest, and maybe that's why I feel bored today, because all day yesterday I had my mind in a creative mode, problem solving and thinking through logic, and today it's all done and so I'm left wanting more, but having nothing to do.


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July 22, 2007 1:07PM

I Lost Myself in The Sleep!
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I kinda lost track of time the last few days because of a pretty strange amount of sleep at weird times, half because my sleep was messed up due to drinking, and then the result of that was going to bed at like 1pm. Anyway, I think everything is back to normal now. I did get up pretty early, but I've taken into consideration the amount of sleep I got yesterday, and I should be able to stay up to a normal bed time of 2 or 3 in the morning.


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July 19, 2007 2:08PM

Disappoint and Discomfort
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I've been teaching myself guitar lately.. not really teaching myself through myself but through following lessons from various websites and youtube videos. A long ass time ago my Dad gave me a really nice Fender Stratocaster when I mentioned an interest in learning the guitar, and he gave me one or two lessons but nothing ever came of it, and besides lending it to Owen when he needed a guitar, it hasn't gotten much use. I've been learning the basics of guitar player and since it's an electric guitar, I've been looking for really cheap amps. I found one online from London, and when I emailed him about it he said someone was coming to pick it up but if it didn't go through that I could have it. Well, a few days later I got an email from him (yesterday) saying that I could have it, and to call him today. So I borrowed $40 from my Mom yesterday and got all excited, and called the Guitar Shop to get a patch cord, and then called the guy and I was told it was gone, thanks, bye.


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