Let’s see, what else? I started hanging out with a girl who made a joke about duck vaginas, which was hilarious. And then she made 100 more jokes about duck vaginas, which were less hilarious. And now the only thing she jokes about are duck vaginas, which is becoming scary. I think she might intend to skin me and turn my skin into a duck vagina, or something. Anyway, duck vagina.

I’ve been seeing a ton of live music, recently, which is awesome. My ex hated live music, which should have been a warning sign, but oh well. I’ve been going to about 2 shows a week for the past few months, and I have learned something about live music. If there are opening bands, the chances that the band is going suck ass increases the earlier they preform. And you’ll be like, “Der, dumbass. Everyone knows that.” But that’s not true. I’ve seen some excellent bands who opened shows, and some horrible headlining bands. It all has to do with the time they go on, and the number of bands that are opening. Like, if there’s one headliner, and one opening band. You know what? Jesus Christ. I’m boring myself. End.