I don't know what to say, it's not as if I have anything going on.

Been hanging out at a few Apollyon band practices, it's a pretty awesome experience and I'm glad to be included in any way - you guys are talented. I've been restless and hopeless, strung out on blah feelings and fake smiles. You know, if it weren't for those band practices, I might never leave the house.

For my brother's spring break we're (my brother, his girlfriend, and me) going to California to visit my grandpa and possibly go to Disneyland. During the summers when we were younger our parents would drive us down to California in a matter of days and we'd visit family, go to Disneyland, sometimes Knotts Berry Farm, and one of my fave theme parks, Great America. Needless to say, I haven't been there in years. I was told I could go down there anytime, alone. But when I heard my brother was planning to go I jumped at the chance to go with him. It's funny, but I rarely go to my dad's for dinner alone, my own choice. I think I'm afraid to have the attention on me so I don't like to go without my brother.

I'm sorry for not posting anything new cept one poem on top of all my old poems on my poetry blog (no, that wasn't a test to see how many times I could say poem/poetry in one sentence...a crappy sentence at that).

I'm stuck in a moment of overwhelming need to write, run, listen to music, play music (which I can't do), and sing (which I don't feel I do that well though I know a few people in particular who are going to argue that with me). With that, I think I'm going to run while listening to music.

How random was this post? See Mike, you're not the only one capable of such randomness. Maybe more later...who knows.