how I think I'm doing
at house sitting:
like, 6 out of 10.

The dogs are miserable. They are way stressed from not having anyone home that actually loves them. They make me miserable. (Don't get me wrong, I love dogs. One at a time) But other than that, I like having the place to myself. It makes me want to move out.

Randal is out of town, so at the last minute yesterday, we had Bryan come to our practice and he's playing drums for us, which is pretty much awesome. We played Provo tonight, and I thought it went really well, and we're playing again tomorrow. (Darling) Hannah (from work, cuz she always says Darling, and I have a lot of Hannahs these days) and I are getting sushi tomorrow, and I'm just plain tired tonight.
No new bruises.