It's still 90 degrees in my room as we speak; I'm not use to hot days. Ah well. Gotta call Ry from the east bay and tell him I can't finish recording the latest song tomorrow, as for I'm busy and need to pack, do laundry, etc. I don't wanna do that to him, since he's so nice & sweet to me and everything. But ya gotta do what ya gotta do.
I'm gonna pull an all-nighter and finish making Spider Lily my present to her. It's still her birthday for another 45 minutes, so go to her journal now and wish her a happy b-day. :-) I think she'd appreciate it. Love ya!
