so now i can die in a fiery crash...
yo i'm done. its weird. three days of locking myself in a room with the legendary mikey bro tools and all my drums are recorded and what not. so now i can die in a fiery crash and the record can still come out as scheduled. weird, right?
poorman tried to get me to play shirtless the other day. sort of. what the fuck man.
the drums sound retarded. in a good way. and although brian mcternan has been nothing but awesome to us, i am left with no choice but to hide the 7x14 snare i've been using in my pants and go home with it. sorry dude.
and how did i celebrate my big finish today? i fell asleep for two hours. then called my mom.
now get ready for a night of drunkeness and 24 watching. mmmm i love that show all of the sudden. who knew?
later on everybody.
oh and happy birthday greg. i was totally the first one to say it.
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dear brian,
please do not die. i forget what else i was going to say. um.
oh, congratulations! on your drums being done. that is rad. i am very proud of you and of all the boys for pulling this shite together. you have all worked so wicked hard for this, and you deserve the good treatment. because you're good guys. so, i hope you sell millions of records and buy me a house.
love, susie.
ps. was it confusing having a third brian around?
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