Ol' Dumpy.

Sundays are always either the best ever or the worst ever lately. Today was the best ever.

EVER.

Woke up at Mike’s around noon. Went to Taco Time in Stanwood. My fancy new razr rang for the first time ever while we were eating. Who was it? Terry. He wanted me to come over to his friend Ryan’s and hang out. So Mike, Pepper and I finished up all our errands and Mike dropped me at my car back at his house. Drove to Ryan’s, had a very nice talk (needless to say, we’re together again), watched this ridiculous WWE match, sat in my car, listened to his NEW new demo which now has vocals and is pretty effing glorious, and yeah. Fabulousness.

I have so much more to write about, but it’s already really effing late and I have to be up by 5:30 tomorrow morning. Glee.