ALL-TEAR. Alt.her ALTER. MIND ALTERING. I'm sitting here trying to think what I came on here to type. Something relating to the Death card, apparently. Hilarious, indeed. Well, I'll tell this, since it relates to the Death card. Today, this guy starts talking to this girl that always comes in at the end of one of my classes about his band. Then he begins talking about needing a band name. So I tell him that if I ever have a band I would want it named the same thing I titled a brochure I just did in there, The Art of Flesh. He's like "Dude. Yes. You are awesome." So then I say, "That's what I'm naming my band." And at that point it's clear he didn't hear me say that the first time, so he says, "Oh." But we were talking for some seconds longer- Me:I'd want to be the singer, if I was in a band. Him: Well we're looking for a singer. [various things are said] Me: So then I could be the singer? I'm not sure if I can sing. [LOLZA!] Him: Yeah, man. I don't know if I can play bass, but it's what I want to do, so I do. [Obviously, he's good at it. He was talking earlier about how someone thought he was good at playing and being able to have his bass all over the place at the same time] This happened to me once before, though not in as a promised way. I was at lunch talking to another (KIND OF) friend of mine, about how his singer got sent to jail for knocking over gravestones and some stuff like that, and then somehow he suggested me singing in his band. Or it came up some way, at least. But we never discussed it again. Hopefully this time, there's more of a solid ground to stand on for me. I sure hope so. With this, there's a fear of the positioning. The thing is I have my dreams, and I don't want anything to get in the way of it. So I hope no one pushes me aside, IF I'm lucky enough to be involved with this, and I hope I am that lucky. Other things. I'm just so sure there was something else I wanted to say. But I don't know what it is. I suppose this is good enough. -The Fool