dontpooyourself

I just did the stupidest shit I've done for quite some time. I passed out on my bed, with the computer at the foot of my bed. Not too long ago, in my subconcious state, I decided I needed to stretch my legs out. My computer, quite a heavy one (if i had to estimate I'd say between five and ten pounds), fell off of the foot of the bed and landed directly on my fucking violin. Fortunately it doesn't seem too damaged, it luckliy landed on the fingerboard nowhere near the bridge, there are a couple small dents in it now, but hopefully I'll be able to steam those out. Still practically gave me a fuckin heart attack though...

Went and saw Angels and Airwaves last night because I was put on the guest list, and I've never been on a guest list before so I was kinda excited. I don't think I've ever been less impressed with a live musical act. I suppose they're good at what they do, I'm just not too into what they do. Although their bassist does have some good taste in musical instruments, that's for damn sure. Met up with some chums and went to see The Tampoffs afterwards, which pleasantly cleansed the funk Angels and Airwaves tried to cover me in. That band is fucking awesome.

I should probably stop making so many damn journal entries and save them for when something interesting actually happens to me. Then you'll all be like, "Ooh, a new journal entry from the Chito! What a pleasantly exquisite rarity this be," when I make another. That's right, reading my journal entry will distort your brain in such a way that you'll only be able to use extravagant words fused with terrible grammar. How do you like them apples?