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Well, I was tired and lame, but I made it out anyway to jam with drsnark tonight (maedbh7 also present). I'm glad I got off my lame ass. It was fun. I played them my new song. I guess it doesn't suck. drsnark even did some of the dog-walking with me, which was nifty. All in all, good company, sore fingertips, mission accomplished, yeah.

Now for a fun diversion:

"It's a beach party Vietnam
Surfing with the Viet Cong
Cookin' hotdogs with Napalm
A beach party Vietnam"

"Frankie, aren't you gonna give me your class ring?"
"Uh, I'm afraid I can't do that, Annette."
"Well why not?"
"'Cause I don't have any arms."
"AAAAAAAAAUGHHH!!!"

I LOVE the Dead Milkmen. LOVE. THEM. *musicgasm*

I'm starving.
My arms smell like candy.
I must resist the urge to eat my arms...