When your parents tell you at the very last second they are going to be going for the weekend, and you have to work, and you cant get ahold of anyone to watch your kids. It just sucks. Why must they add this stress to me? Why?

Anyways, aside from my parents doing the obviously just stated, I had a regular day off the other day. I dont even know what day it was anymore lol. But it was nice. I went to my bro Andy's, his brother was there, and then our old classmate and good friend and awesome guitar player showed up. It was a great time. I had a blast. I needed it really, I was getting super depressed and really was starting to just not care about important things anymore. But they made me laugh the whole night, to the point of where I was almost throwing up. It rocked.

So yay good times!