I think I broke Chief's tail. Somehow he got it caught under the wheel of my chair. I couldn't figure out why he wouldn't stop whining. It's not too bad. There's just a little kink right near the end.
Three of Anna's high school choirs made it to the state choral competition which was held yesterday. I ended up tagging along. The choirs really are very good. I had the opportunity to listen to some of the other choirs at the festival and none of them were in the same league. And remember, all these choirs had to qualify to make it to this level.
Oh, on a side note, during one of the clinics at the competition, the clinician referred to Anna and I as "Mumsy" and "Popsicle." Apparently he thought we were supportive parents. The choir has now lost all respect for Anna.
I've got some Carolina-style pork in the slow cooker. It smells spectacular in here.
I'm currently wearing blue boxers with a light blue wasteband.
I shaved my beard off. It'll probably be back soon.
I think I've decided to become a drug addict. What should be my drug of choice?
I keep smelling the pork, and it's making me hungry.
The Chariot is currently streaming their entire upcoming album on myspace. At first listen, I would say it's a good one. And I am excited to get it, but gosh darn it, I want the new Zao album a million times more.
Facebook changed the "Friends" tab so that, as far as I can tell, I can no longer view friends based on their updates and profile changes. This irritates me.
My neck kind of hurts again.
I feel like reading. Adios.
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