Well, I've finally made it to Lubbock! And I couldn't be happier.
I was supposed to move into my new apartment, but that fell through. Blah, blah, blah. So now I'm here with nothing to do but party. Maybe I should find a job to keep me out of trouble...
Estelline had a great show last night at Blue Light. It felt so good to be back with my friends. I was reunited with many good people, good drink specials ($1 wells, woot woot), and great music.
Hey, hey. Look what I got.
And it hurt. However, I did not cry, yack or pass out. It was a successful experience. I think it's beautiful and received some good feedback on it last night.
I find it strange that in this flat Texas town, I am happier than any other place in the world. Is it the freedom I have? Is it the fact that I'm more responsible for myself? Or is it the loving people I am surrounded by here?