So, I decided to post some of these stories I’ve written up here.

Some are true, some are fantasy, some are just plain stupid.

I guess I can’t really call them “memories,” but I’m going to anyways. It’s the easiest word to say.

I don’t know most of the people on here (at least, I don’t think I know you…) so it’s a better place to talk about this.

You aren’t completely biased, unless you see the words “band geek” as my pen name, and read that little bit I wrote about myself..

Which doesn’t mean you know me.

So this could be good.

And you’ll probably laugh.

But I’m writing, and there’s
NOTHING
you
can
do
AbOuT
_it.