Well sports fans, it would appear band camp won't be as hellishly abysmal as it was in days of yore. At least, not immediately. Today, I must say, went quite well. Whether it was the cooler weather, my lack of a bass drum, the generally positive atmosphere, or the very fortunate fact that there are no sadistic, monstrous upper classmen to torment me incessantly, I was rather impressed by today. My arms are sore, but that's to be expected from someone of such inferior muscular status as myself. I probably went a tad overboard in terms of outgoing-ness today, but I'd rather be too crazy than too withdrawn.
So now I sit at home listening to that God among Saints, Antonin Dvorak, and ponder my next move. I could do my desperately needed summer reading, but who wants to work after a full day of work followed by more work? Some person in India probably because I'm sure they have better work ethics there, but not me! I guess it's computer time for Dyl then! Woohoo!
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