Caribbean Music Class | 02/12/04
I'm too tired to write much of an entry. Today was your average Thursday. I didn't go to my Caribbean music class because, quite frankly, I didn't feel like. I had a bit of a stomach ache and I knew sitting there for an hour and a half was going to pose some sort of bowel problem. Jamie and I exchanged V-Day gifts today because her present came via UPS and there was no way I was going to be able to hide a TV. I got her a TV. Duh. A 19" Sharp to replace the 1934 model in her bedroom. She got me an AWESOME signed Led Zeppelin LP. She was able to get one with all four members, which is rare because, of course, John Bonham is dead. It's nothing short of awesome. Awesome. She even framed it. I took the matters of the evil gig into my own hands by writing the bride an email. I tried to be as polite as I humanly could (not very) and hopefully everything will work out. It took me well over an hour to phrase everything right. I hope it doesn't blow up in our collective face because its really not her fault. But at the same time, it's not my fault either.