
another day, another new story(s).
they just keep coming one at a time.
so today Singyi and i watched the SAS band perfom. it was awesome.
funny how love does weirdo things to your brains. its a 90+ strong band, and yet all i saw was my Timmy playing.
everything and everyone else just blended together in the background.
i suppose in a way, i felt like a parent. because there was just so much pride welling up inside me, i kept getting goosebumps.
i love my
timmyninnymacaroni!(dont ask me why ive picked up on this moronic nickname. sy must be feeding me something)
random thought:
i fucking hate waiting for cabs. i hate it so bad, i need a vaccine.
seven deadly sins (and more) in one night;
its mildy amusing.
and when push comes to shove, i say,
"hello little black box"