hope alls going well, and that you find yourself in the good lords pocket. just kind of riding around in there, nothing but thin silk fabric separating you from his erect deity nipple. god blushes when i talk about such things. he keeps making idle threats. he's always been a drama queen.
i apologize if i was a little on the intoxicated side of things new years eve, but such is the nature of the holiday. thanks for hanging out with us and allowing my ragged group of friends to crash your party and drive all the guests away. but we had fun, and hope you did like wise.
new years day was nice. even though i woke up too early. i thought the clock said 1:15 when it was really 11:05. i spent most the afternoon writing a song and recording it for my friend courtney's christmas present. it turned out pretty cool, even though i had to rush the bass and bongo tracks. i had to rush because i had to pick her up from the airport that evening. courtneys one of my "special" people, we've been close for about three years. she lives in hays and goes to school. i'm still having trouble finishing my thoughts, i think i've gotten off the relevancy highway. speaking of lost trains of thought, ever remember what you were going to say at "jazz" the other night?
okay, going out to go watch some music.
what would you consider the greatest day of your life?
asker of such crazy deep questions, brandon
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I caught up with your blog, but I felt like I was reading your personal diary :) I have lots of questions, but I feel like the nosy mom asking them!
How much do you think you've changed since you were 22. Do you ever feel old, nowadays and if so, in what way do you feel old? What makes you happiest about the end of your work day?
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