A long day, like saturday.

Today really did feel like a saturday. It was extremely long and I got almost nothing done. Doesn't that sound like a saturday to you too?
KaW, and S?W stayed at my house from sunday through monday and brought out some strange characteristice in me. The artsy H2, the morning person H2, and the patient H2. Which to me sounds like witchcraft because I am definitely none of those things whatsoever. I went to the Joanns Superstore (my favorite store in the whole wide world) and bought some turqouise fabric and matching handles to make a purse. That's the artsy H2 that lives deep down in the depths of my soul-like crevice somewhere. The needle broke on the sewing machine so I'll have to finish that tomorrow. This morning I was pumped because we had a lot to do today, like going to my favorite store, so I woke up and started listening to my favorite music ( some troggs, queen, the cars etc) and was was completely awake and showered by 10:10 am. That was really freaky. But also I took the time last night to revisit an old friend named Beatrice. She's my trombone from middle school and I undusted her out from under my bed and played a few tunes while KaW played harmonica, and S?W played bass clef on the piano. We named our band Various Artists. For no particular reason other to confuse and amuse people in some form or way. You may have heard of us all ready, and are probably in your iTunes riiiiight now.
Surprisingly I could still play quite a few of the notes and played such songs as "O Susanna, Jingle Bells, London Bridge, Hot Cross Buns, Frere Jacques, and On top of Ol' Smokey."
Yeah, it was an interesting weekend. But now I have to do my homework.