Alex and I are going to practice tomorrow for the wedding next week, and I look forward to it. I wish I could go on a day Frank has off so he can meet her husband, Keith, but it doesn’t seem like it’s going to work that way. Reason why I’m so interested for Keith and Frank to meet is because Keith is a Wildlife Biologist and Frank wants to get a job with the FWC too. But maybe some other time. Alex and I have so much more in common now that I’m married and have been working jobs together. When we’re having bad days we gripe and whine about it…but we have so much fun. It makes us feel better to make martyrs of our musician lives, and we like to compare notes on who has it worse.
Frank is starting to make plans as to moving out. I don’t see what his rush is exactly, but I guess I understand why he doesn’t want to hang around too long. We can’t make too much noise, we can’t take showers past a certain time, we can’t talk to loud, and may we be preserved if we shake the bed too hard and rattle the DVD case by the wall too late at night. We’ll see what we can do.
Time to practice.
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