Its Like I've Always Figured

a week till I go home...I practice violin everyday. My fingers hurt from playing. Which is how I know. It's how I know my heart is still in the land of enchantment. (watch out dusty winds may exist)

i love people who look oddly like their dogs.

Starting Somewhere Slightly Odd.

I would just like to thank Ben Rogers for the text messages:

TEXT MESSAGE NUMBER ONE (sent Sept. 28 at 12:17 AM): "yo Alex! I heard you were tre pissed that I didn't respond to your b-day voice mail. I apologize a hundred-thousand times and I prostrate myself before your beautiful visage."

TEXT MESSAGE NUMBER TWO (sent Oct. 6 at 1:59 AM) "Alex, I was at a party tonight and I tried my damnedest to get with two awesome girls, and failed utterly. How do you like to be picked up at a party?"

aren't they fantastic?