Thursday, June 25, 2009

How you know....

How do I know that I play with the best guys ever?

I sleep through practice and they aren't mad at me! Oh man, I set my alarm and slept right through it with crazy dreams plugging my ears. Next thing I know I shoot awake sweating and thirsty and look at my phone. 9:40PM! Shit! I call Nate right away. He's glad I'm okay. I call Matt right afterwards.. he's glad I'm okay. Guess who's buying beer for like the next month of practices? hahahahaha.... Yeah, me.

1 comment:

  1. Too bad they guys don't like beer. Man, there'll be so much of it sitting around, and they'll all be, "Uhm, I guess I could have one if you twist my arm, but really, it's not my thing."

    I know those "band mates." They're all the same.

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