First of all, Happy Birthday to James Rainbow Riley. He's now a Level One 6 year old, and I could never be prouder. If you did not wish him a happy birthday, I fear the things that will happen to you in your next life. Just saying.
Anyways, I got some really depressing news yesterday. One of the most talented people to have ever lived passed away. I was in the car when I found out, and we literally sat in silence for 15 minutes. I think it's ridiculous the amount of people who hate on him. I understand his personal decisions may not mirror yours, but you can not deny the impact he has had on singers/musicians through out the last few decades. I wish him the best where ever he may be.
Back to Mr. Riley. I am now speaking directly to you, so feel special. I can not tell you how much you mean to me as a friend/brother. I am so excited about living with you this fall that I could explode into a ball of confetti. Not to mention working with you all summer. You are an inspiration. Thank you for being...bitchface.
Literally. I'm in the back of a speeding Cadillac right now. Headed up to you know where. I'm not really sure how I feel. Actually, I know exactly how I feel. There's just a few emotions that I don't usually feel simultaneously. I probably spelled that wrong. My phone doesn't have spell check. Deal with it.
But really, Don't hate me.
Since I won't be blogging for a while, I'd like to say thanks to those who read this. I'll see you in August.
I can't post music from my phone, so I'm just going to put the song title, and it will be your job to find the song and listen to it.
I hate the fact that marigold sharpie markers are so buddah-damn hard to find. Those white spots aren't there on purpose. Those are the results of my one and only marigold sharpie dying mid-color. Yes, I understand I have a weird coloring pattern. Screw you.
ANYWAYS, I leave Friday. That's right, Friday. Gone for 6 weeks. Where will you turn for your late night entertainment? Who knows. (I like to pretend that my blog is really important to the world's survival.)
Anyways, I got some really depressing news yesterday. One of the most talented people to have ever lived passed away. I was in the car when I found out, and we literally sat in silence for 15 minutes. I think it's ridiculous the amount of people who hate on him. I understand his personal decisions may not mirror yours, but you can not deny the impact he has had on singers/musicians through out the last few decades. I wish him the best where ever he may be.
Back to Mr. Riley. I am now speaking directly to you, so feel special. I can not tell you how much you mean to me as a friend/brother. I am so excited about living with you this fall that I could explode into a ball of confetti. Not to mention working with you all summer. You are an inspiration. Thank you for being...bitchface.
