coming back, the ohio sky was still stuck in winter. and the people are still stuck in 1845. i don't like this place very much. on the other hand, i got to to the buzz. it was fun. i met these people, half of them are called jared, the other half are called kate. or Pi. depending on who's side your on. they came to my house and we listened to rekkids, and i talked to much about nothing anyone was really interested in, just like i usually do. they seemed to take it in good stride though. i was impressed. went for a walk, and jared did things i usually do. i was suprised later when i realized this.



the poem below, it's a bit i wrote a while back. before we left. but i forgot about it. i kind of like it.



tonight i'm gonna go bug dave to go with me to get my gear from niesen's. and then to call patrick. planning planning planning. i just wanna make some rock n roll.