And lord if I'm not lonely and bored as hell. Irregardlessly.
Earlier today I watched my brother's face, as he stared up at his computer, mixing a song he tracked yesterday.
He had the same look on his face he had when he was 5 years old, building a cardboard box garage for his matchbox cars. So concerned, so intense.
He is just so precious. I guess seeing that look on his face probly made my day worthwhile. Even if I did fail at other significant social interactions and friend-building. Even if I did read AND work on a painting. And write a blog! Oh god its worse than i thought.
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You had good social interaction with me both before and after this. (Yeah, I know, facts schmacts.)
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