Nothing much has happened lately. Vacation has been pretty mind numbing. Because of this, I've started writing sci-fi again, and I put it on this site, since I am (obviously) obsessed with this site. You can find the link in my favorites - A. C. O'Connor. (Note my consistant lack of creativity when it comes to usernames.) If you like that kind of thing, read it and tell me what you think.
(If you do read it, note that the Adam in this diary and the Adam in that diary have nothing to do with each other. The fact that they share the name "Adam" is purely coincidental. Remember that Adam is just an invented character name in this diary as well, so it's not even like the character in my other diary has the same name as my actual ex-boyfriend.)
Oh yeah, and I changed the username on this diary because my old one was just kind of random. Like, it really had no meaning. I figured it was better to be boring than meaningless, so I finally changed it.
I think Molly's mad at me because it turns out we found another bassist. It wasn't exactly my fault - Dave asked someone else without knowing that I'd asked her, and he's a better bassist and knows people better, so... I had to kick her out. That's unpleasant. I feel really bad, because she drove up to her brother's apartment to get his bass, and probably practiced and stuff. I kind of appologized over the phone, but I probably should again. The bassist thing was extremely poorly planned, and she had to suffer because of it. It's just a sucky situation. Blegh.
Oh hey, it's legalize pot day, isn't it? Heh.
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