I won't sugar coat it. The last few days have sucked, hard core. I spent my whole weekend writing essays and studying for midterms. Today, midterms behind me, I feel like a champ again. I feel like I can have fun and not feel guilty about what I should be doing.
To put an exclamation point on the day, I got a letter in the mail from my Grammie. Oh, how exciting! Those of you who have lived in dorms know the feeling. Day after day of going to the mailbox only to find it empty, finally to return one amazing day to find a letter. Now, this is where either the ultimate letdown or the greatest joy occurs; the moment you pull the letter out to find it addressed to either your roommate (lame for you) or to yourself (YAY!) I am actually very excited to write back. I love writing letters.
I am very stoked on playing the bass at this point in time. I kind of go through guitar phases and bass phases, but I am always excited when I get into a bass phase because I usually get better. Sorry to room-, stack-, and suite-mates for whatever racket my music may cause.
I am searching for my influences in my music. Here's a few:
Tim Foreman of Switchfoot
Paul Baloche's Bass player. If you know his name, please tell me. He's amazing.
John Entwistle of The Who.
That's just the bass, and I haven't tried to account for guitar influences. I know John Mayer is in there somewhere, though.
I am coming home this weekend, so those of you back in the 'Couve should give me a call and we'll see about hanging out. Heros is on now. Bye
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