Josh used to be in a band called the March Fourth Marching Band. He toured for two years with them.
they came to town last night, and I was lucky and blessed enough to become an M4 fanatic, and dance the entire night away.
(ps i was wearing kick ass shoes, from Goodwill, nonetheless)
THEN. We drove two hours to Louisville, KY at two in the morning to rescue his bro from sheer demise and strandedment, who just flew in from Portland, Oregon.
At six in the morning, we got home, crashed for a few hours, and now I'm at work.
I want a life full of stories.
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