Boys!! What the hell is up with you guys? Whenever I think I get things figured out somebody throws me a curveball.

Last night I spent the night at Alicia's house. It was fun hanging out with her family; they're good people. I haven't really been sleeping and I was having a hard time falling asleep last night. It took me at least a couple of hours. While I was awake I did a lot of thinking. I have a tendency to believe that I've actually solved problems when I just think about them. I come up with solutions, but I'm not doing any good if I don't follow through. I think I have to write some people some emails and figure out what the hell is going on.

I was talking to my dad today and had a bit of a realization. I haven't played my trombone since April. In my time off I have gone through several phases. I'm now in a place in which my trombone doesn't really play a part in my daily life. It's weird. Before my injury my trombone was my life. Now I don't think about it so much. I almost started to cry. I miss playing.

I'm thinking about just starting over and playing left handed. If I modify my horn so I don't have to bend my wrist and switch to be a lefty I might have a chance.

Gonna go write those emails now. I've got to suck it up and take care of business.

Take care.