I’m tired. Dead tired. I just drove back from Bloomington.
It took me thirty to fourty minutes less on the drive back than it should have. I’m kind of weirded out. I didn’t even speed as much as I usually do.
I visited my brother, and friends, and recorded music. Got to see Brian (hi Brian!) and my brother. I missed both of them very much.
So the other night… Corey was really hungry, and had no money. So I ordered him pizza. Sort of like sending someone flowers, only much more tastey. Have you ever tried to eat flowers? Man.
I’m not saying I have I just…
I’m going to bed. Screw you people.