Thanksgving

I need to write something. So here we go:

Today is Thanksgiving. I received a call from Alana about a half an hour ago. I can't believe how incredibly pretentious she's got - living in California. Or maybe she was always like that and I'm especially noticing it now. Anyway, she got pissed that I wasn't being full of shit like her, and wanted to hang up. Hopefully we won't speak again for a while.

I helped Hallberg collect wood from the woods near his house yesterday, for which he gave me a decent amount of pot for. Very seedy, but still pretty good. He and Mom aren't on very good terms lately. She's driving him crazy complaining that Hallberg is using hot female dancers for the music video he's making, and he's reluctant to allow her.

Which is understandable. She is naggy as hell when she's around him, and always tries to make a scene about everything, regardless of who it's in front of.

I wrote a song, which I'll post as soon as I get a chance. I really wish I had a way to record my music. I've got plenty for a full CD of music, if I just had the chance to record.

I'll post more soon.