'kay. i'm going to my friend Sarah's house tomorrow. that should be fun. i'm nervous that my brother will break my guitar while i'm gone cuz he likes to use my stuff without asking. he's such an ass. he stole the reciept for my guitar, probably for drug money. anyway, i stole it back. he also stole some of my CDs that i have yet to recover: 3 cheers for sweet revenge, nimrod, guns 'n roses greatest hits, rock against bush, and one cold night. he probably sold them. he'll pay if he did. he's a loser. if i kill myself, you'll all know who to blame. not that i'm going to, of course ;)