I'm in school now but barely anyone's here. All the band people are on some trip to a school thats like...five blocks away from here but they're taking the school bus anyway because most of them totally disregard Global Warming. Well anyway, i'm not gunna get started on that. So there's only like nine of us here and i, of course, am stuck with our demented little buddy here: Jay. Wave hi to Jay people. *people wave* Jay says hi. *Jay waves back* He's choosing his bride to be/looking at guitars. Same thing. To him anyway. Some of are normal . Oh, not ME. I'm just saying, some of us are normal. Never said I was norma.l. By the way, is it...technically...legal to marry a guitar...? I hope so otherwise they'll carry Jay and his bride away in chains and i'll have to pay bail for both of them. Then again, do you pay bail for guitar? Oh and, to disprove my friend Vrai's theory on how you have to be a certain age to fall in love, how can you compare love to something as mundane as drinking and driving? There's no age limit. Besides, you can love your parents at any age so isn't it the same only more passionate? Jay said hi again. I apologize for him. He lost his brain in a car accident. Tragic thing, really. So, so sad. Oh and anyone who hasn't listened to silly songs with larry, you should. Don't be afraid to watch veggie tales!!