Monday, March 06, 2006

I tried to find the door, but stumbled upon your heart instead

I just returned from a visit home.

I call it that (home) because it's where I spent the first 18 years of my life. But I don't think it's really "home." I don't feel comfortable there. It's not my life when I'm in that house. It's my reminder of why I got the hell out of Roseville.

In other news, I'm working on a story. Editing and such. I am finding the story, it's really going in the direction I need it to drive in. I'm finding the characters, I'm adding depth. I'm really energized. Captain Hard-Ass is going to hate it.

  • This guy is Nathan Browningham.
  • Some have called him "the White Prince"
  • and some have not
  • He writes funky kind of r&b pop
  • and he also writes cheers.
  • Yes, hand claps, g-o t-e-a-m, cheers.
  • omygod, please kick yourself in the eye if you don't listen to the song and dance around your apartment/house/condo/trailer/coffeeshop/ford escort (hatchback)

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