Kenny G. still sucks.

Ah. It is late again and I have a dentist appointment in the morning... but since my sleep cycle is still completely whacked out because of college, I am up, awake, and so I decided to blog. I really dont remember what I was going to blog about last night so I might as well apologize for the post that only functioned to wet your appetite for more Mark-drama. I guess I might have wanted to say something about attending the OPUS concert last night- what a weird experience! At least I know a little more about who in OPUS actually knows about me now; Corbin knows, and for some reason I am entirely relieved. He didn't bring it up, and now I feel somewhat obliged to discuss it, but I simply don't want to right now. I think my voice teacher knows, which is good and bad, I am just unsure where his status as a Baptist Minister of Music might come into play. He is such an understanding and wonderful person that I don't think it will matter...but those religious types always love to throw curveballs. Anyway, aside from that bit of worry, I am doing good. Being home is blah, the cats have commited me to endless fits of sneezing and the parents have caused me to want to lock myself in my room with my laptop all day. Mom is quicker than ever to go off on me for being "selfish," "rude," and "oblivious to what she has to say," which makes me want to come out to her oh-so-much more! But eh, I am accepting of it. I kinda feel bad that she is so miserable about things (supposedly because of the hurricanes)...and I just hope she gets happier somehow. Oh well.

I guess that is my update, it isnt as juicy as last night's would have been, but whatever it was that was on my mind then has since passed. It's too bad I was entirely too tired last night to even think about typing shit out let alone actually doing so, becuase it probably would have been good. OH! There is a Bonefish Grill in Stuart now! How cool is that? And a Starbucks is opening too! My excitement about development is probably a bad thing but it helps make me feel that I don't live in such a bad place after all. I like coming home to new stuff rather than the same old shit.

I guess that's all I have for tonight....but before I go...the title of this post? Well...since I spent a good majority of my day downloading corny Chirstmas arangements for soprano saxophone for my wonderful mother, I felt as if we all needed to be reminded that the great Kenny G. still sucks. So there. Goodnight.