Note by Joel

Good Morning Friends, and happy Friday the Thirteenth!!

We have had a great morning! The greatest thing a person can ask for is just a little inspiration. If you happened to have a bad morning, or you, also, had to wake up super early to go to a college class, this is for you!

Last night was crazy. Visiting Jared’s college, I (Joel) have been adjusting to the college schedule, sleeping on dirty floors, and drinking excessive amounts of carbonation. We’ve been to Chick-fil-A, this super sketch wings and pizza place, and everywhere else we could have possibly gone to make me feel like I desperately need a nap. I had to participate in a scavenger hunt. I had to sleep on two couch cushions, and then came last night. Last night, as expected, our room inherited another guest. I sacrificed my couch cushions, but didn’t want to sleep on the love seat, mainly just because even the tiniest baby is far too big to lay comfortably on a love seat. So, in the event that I was homeless, TJ, our bass player, offered up a portion of his twin sized bed. I accepted. Within the first 3 1/2 minutes of laying in that half of a corner of the twin sized bed, TJ farted on my hip. He then proceeded to laugh for the next 6 minutes. After the stench cleared, I was finally able to conjure up enough courage crawl back to my corner of the bed, where I finally fell asleep. AT 3 AM.

Everyone knows a sleeping back is a huge straight jacket with no sleeves or any other luxuries. I like to think of a sleeping bag as an itchy nylon grocery bag with no handles. Anyways, because I am about 11 1/2 times larger than the corner of the bed that I was given, I naturally fell off. I fell between the shoe stash below the bed and TJ’s desk. This is where I spent the next 4 hours of my life.

Waking up at 8, I took a shower, dried off with a used, wet towel, spilled Dr. Pepper on my macbook, discovered that I only had my faded black jeans and a black shirt (looking like a gothic kid that I am not), and attended an hour long humanities class, where I watched TJ write down the names of everyone in class, scribble them out, and then rewrite them.

I know sit on a couch in the apartment, listening to The Dangerous Summer, freezing in my stupid jacket, watching my dumb, old, ipod charge.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the College experience. Sometimes, I believe, it is necessary to remember to shower regularly, get enough sleep, learn to cover the hole in the top of the Dr. Pepper can with my whole mouth, and last but not least, accept the fact that it’s Friday the 13th!!!!

Don’t open any fortune cookies with anyone you despise. You might become them.
HAVE A BETTER DAY!!!!!!!

Joel (TDR)