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Tonight I was in my dad's car
And he had NPR on the radio
And they were playing jazz
And my dad thought that I didn't like it,
Offered to change it.
I said no way, and we drove home to
All those horns and saxophones and stuff.
I went to my room, turned on NPR.
I listened to jazz as I sucked on freeze pops
(first pops of the season)
And divided polynomials.
I love dividing polynomials, absolutely adore it.
I have no idea why, this is the first math I've liked
In a while.
But anyway, jazz is nice.
It's beautiful and keeps you mind off everything else.
You can do whatever you want in jazz,
It's so free.
Plus, scat?
Come on, you can't listen to someone scat without
Falling head over heels in love.
That's a fact.

But anyway, that's the most fun I've had in a while.

Um, my vacation was nothing to write about.
That's why I haven't.
I did too much, if that's possible.
Tons of softball, band.
Band's becoming okay, the more I play, the more I like it.
I don't know, I just had too much
Going on for me to consider it a vacation.
Oh well.

I got some good pictures of Boston,
Passed the time with my camera.
It was alright.
I took a lot of skyscrapers.
But I didn't really get the full effect i think.
Probably because
I'm afraid of Blue Men.
I didn't think they were fun.
I couldn't see the person in them,
I thought they weren't human.
It was just weird, that's all I know.
Once in a lifetime experience,
You should've been there.

Um, top three favorite blue things right now?
Heffalumps,
That minty blue gum that always has "icy" in the title,
And..
Denim.
Definitely denim.

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