well, life's pretty good. i'm writing this from the highly uninteresting location of my parents house. only a week left until i can go back stateside. i've got nearly two weeks to myself out there, think i'm gonna crash brendon for a day, drop by warped tour for a couple, and head out to see pete and his mrs and help make arrangements and decorate (after all, that's my forte...). and after that it'll be out to australia and the far east with brendon&co. should be the trip of a lifetime. we've got lots of downtime scheduled, so maybe i'll actually get to SEE some of the world this time - not just the airport, the hotel and the venue! guess i'm still pretty scared. after next week i'll be a proper, fully-fledged adult. now i know i'm more adult than most people my age, i've got a job, a house and a car - but i still like to think i'm just a student, carefree and excitable, with the world at my feet. but after i walk that stage with the degree in my hand, nothing will be the same again... i guess that's what growing ups all about.
"...as i'm swimming through the stereo i conduct a symphony of sound..."