Fathers' Day is so awkward. I mean, my dad's a cool guy, but I don't even talk to him that much. He certainly doesn't go out of his way to do stuff with me or get close to me. But today, for some reason, I have to get him a present and a greeting card. It's just wierd. And I hate greeting cards. Hate 'em.
Anyway, I've been vegging out all day. Practicing guitar a lot, since I suddenly feel inadequate. Avoiding math homework. Avoiding my dad.
I'm going to Jay's rock opera tonight. Pretty much everyone's going to be there, and everyone knows that pretty much everyone's going to be there. But Julian just called ME (note: not Dave, Tom, or Adam) to check what time it was. Hm.
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