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Ya know, I was just partying at a palm springs mansion with a bunch of guys. I thought it was just another sausage-fest. And now I'm in a gay porn video! What the heck!?

Shoutcast

When I wet dream, I dream of ewe.

Going for a nap. Listen in.

Frustration.

So after much neglect I picked up my Viola today. I have determined that I'm really fucking good at it and I'd be nuts to give it up.

*smackes head against wall* But what do I want to do?! I mean, being a classical musician is all fun and good but it can be a hard lifestyle. As is an independant musician.

I dunno, just gotta live for the here and now.