The Hollywood Ten. Yeahhhh. Playing tomorrow at the non-douchey melrose on 8th. From what I've heard(ha), they're pretty (profanity) good.
What makes them better? Another snow day. Thank you, metro schools, for rewarding my late night with a late morning where there is no snow on the roads. This will also give Nijay another day to cool off from me confiscating his rubber band ball.
besides the hollywood ten and the fact that the love of my life, evan p. donahue, has been added to the melrose show tomorrow, there's nothing much else going on in the next 24 hours except me standing outside the sommet center trying to befriend john mayer using only my pickup line, "i'm a high school english teacher."
i don't care how bad battle studies is, at least the douchemeister himself is willing to admit it. plus, anyone who wants to argue that john mayer isn't an incrrredddible guitarist should sit down, shut up, and come stand with me outside the sommet center tomorrow. i'll be the one wearing a jennifer anniston bodysuit.
i love you, nashville.
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