it has to start somewhere...
it has to start sometime...
what better place than here
what better time than now
(Rage Against the Machine, "Guerrilla Radio")
I should be at Rock the Bells on Randals Island RIGHT NOW. But no... I told PM to sell my ticket and go on without me. Too close. Too soon. Too much.
But whatever, it rained like hell this morning. (God hates music festivals, I swear.) And I'm fairly certain--details pending--that I'm going to see them play at Voodoo Fest in New Orleans in October. A friend really rallied my spirits when he said we'd go so I could see my favorite band. Fuck yeah. Three days of great music at a reasonable price. And I love NOLA. I just haven't been back since the levys broke...
In other news: nursing fresh ink. Laid down three more hours. I'll post some pics soon, since it's getting to an understandable place now. Oh, and my artist is a dirty, pervy man. Big surprise.
Teaching belly dancing is going well but I need more students. I even went to a big scary party last night in order to recruit more eager bellies. We'll see how that works.
And, finally, I'm really getting some fresh perspective on myself and this past relationship. Getting better all the time. All of it.
Life is happening right now. I'm down for the ride.
what better place than here
what better time than now
(Rage Against the Machine, "Guerrilla Radio")
I should be at Rock the Bells on Randals Island RIGHT NOW. But no... I told PM to sell my ticket and go on without me. Too close. Too soon. Too much.
But whatever, it rained like hell this morning. (God hates music festivals, I swear.) And I'm fairly certain--details pending--that I'm going to see them play at Voodoo Fest in New Orleans in October. A friend really rallied my spirits when he said we'd go so I could see my favorite band. Fuck yeah. Three days of great music at a reasonable price. And I love NOLA. I just haven't been back since the levys broke...
In other news: nursing fresh ink. Laid down three more hours. I'll post some pics soon, since it's getting to an understandable place now. Oh, and my artist is a dirty, pervy man. Big surprise.
Teaching belly dancing is going well but I need more students. I even went to a big scary party last night in order to recruit more eager bellies. We'll see how that works.
And, finally, I'm really getting some fresh perspective on myself and this past relationship. Getting better all the time. All of it.
Life is happening right now. I'm down for the ride.