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19.12.01  
Sorry, for the lackage of postage, college stuff.

Christmas is coming! MY GOD i am so not that excited. What's up with holidays not feeling like they used to? Have the charm of an old fat man sliding his way through an orfise way to small for his body worn off? Or is it cause, we generally don't play with toys anymore. I remember when i was younger all i wanted was the cool ass ninja turtle toys, now all i ask for is a sweater or something to the clothing effect. Who would get excited about opening a box with a wool garmet, under a tree. Maybe to stimulate my thirst for christmas cheer i should start asking for like G.I. Joes or something. It was cool when i was younger and i learned there was no santa, and it was just my parents. I started messing with them for lieing to me through out the years, so when they would tell me to write out my list to santa and i would just start to make stuff up. Like for example a Ninja Turtle Swimming pool. The look on there faces... Was great. Some of the stuff i would ask for my dad wouldn't even know how to pronounce them. Cuase i would just start making up words along with fake toys. Needless to say my gifts under the tree sucked that year, cuase they had no clue what to get me so i just smartened up and asked for what i really wanted. But no more. No more butterflies in my stomach before i go to bed none of that no more. The only thing i look forward to about the holidays is the no schoolness of it. I would give anything to get the old feeling back.

I'm finnally rehershing with my REAL band. Myself, Jessica Burdugo on tenor/flute/vocals. A damn cool ass Teacher/drummer named Joe. and were starting to audition bassist after New Years. ITs going to be BANGING YO! seriously the jams we've been having were unbeliveably cool. Sounds like we've been playing together our whole lives. Great chemisrty.

Well, Thats all for now, im seriously going to be posting more often i promise. This should hold you down for another few days.
Danny

19.12.01

 
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