alexdelarge22

So, I'm back from my week long vacation to Vermont. Away from computers, cell phones, SG. It was a somewhat relaxing affair. There were some issues with friends and girlfriend that troubled some of my time there... I tend to just not say anything when I get mad. I don't know it that's good or bad I just go quiet.... Anyways... I come back from there a year older, 22! Wow, isn't that just amazing? No, not really. I don't really know what the highlight of my trip was, but it feels good to be home.
I haven't been on chat in a while, work all the time, and then going away to the land that time forgot, I haven't chatted with anyone in a while! Hopefully I'll catch up with the missing ass punches now that I'm out of school.

I'd also like to say that I am officially in love. I love music. All over again. This past week was a chance for me to enjoy a very kick ass Max Roach cd, Deeds, Not Words. It has some fantastic grooves on it. I love it.
A lot of people I know don't like jazz very much, too boring or something. I dunno, I guess everyone wants something different from music. A lot of people want it to remind them of good times and to cheer them up. Some people want to to dance to. I love all kinds of music personally, and I demand that it be my slave in expressing my emotions.

Blah Blah Blah.... I can't imagine reading the stuff I type, I feel like a long-winded gas bag, just babbling for no reason. That's ok, I can't force anyone to read this anyways!







-Max Roach