Month: July 2003

For those of you somewhat disturbed by my last entry, I apologize.

On Saturday, I taught a girl how to play On My Own from Les Misérables on the piano. I also went swimming in a pool and got mighty sunburned. I was so red, Denise began to refer to me as Zoidberg. Friday night I went shopping for a pair of snare drum sticks, a practice drum pad, and some other music accessories. There will be more on this point later.

Also on Friday night, I saw my new apartment. Getting around isn’t going to be easy when I won’t have anyone in my household to drive me. A car is still far in the future for me. Maybe I’ll get a bicycle which would at least allow me to get to the grocery store easier.

As time marches on (which it is still doing), I seem to be becoming less desirable. Yes, I certainly used to be sexy, but my hair is growing thinner, I’ve got a little bit of a gut, I don’t have a car, and I don’t have nice shoes. Such is life.