We just went and saw the various orchestras of Anna's high school perform for their Spring concert. I'd never seen a high school level orchestra before so I have nothing to which to compare them.
I have a nice mark on my wrist from where I burned it making cookies for Anna. I like to show it to her whenever I feel like proving to her how amazing I am and how lucky she is to have me.
I had a dream the other night that I was back in high school. I was getting ready for a wrestling meet, and I was really out of shape but got into shape incredibly fast. Then I won both my matches because I am that awesome. But naturally when the meet was over I was taken captive by Nazis. These Nazis led me around as they looked for spies. Apparently they could tell where spies had been based on the remains of fire pits. Well anyway, I managed to knock down their leader and get a gun and try to shoot him, but I wasn't strong enough to pull the trigger. I pulled and pulled and it wouldn't fire. Then I woke up.
The new mewithoutYou comes out tomorrow. Honestly, I'm a little scared I will be disappointed. The songs they have on myspace seem to have headed way off course from their first two releases and seem to have even left their third release behind. I hope it's good, but it could just start to sound like all the "indie" crap Calvin likes to host.
I'm still dying in anticipation of the new Project 86. Seriously, they announced that they were going to start posting some of the new music on Wednesday, and I about screamed "THAT'S NOT SOON ENOUGH!"
So the Rockies are trawling the depths of suckitude at 15-22 right now. It's miserable being a Colorado sports fan at the moment. And don't you dare bring up the Nuggets. Basketball can go sit on a giant pineapple.
My wrist hurts. I think I'm done blogging for the night.
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