// 056 // Where'd you get your boobs, your ass...
Thanks for the nudge dude, I have no idea how it's been so fuckin' long since I updated. Maybe cause Joe's been all MIA too, fucker. Anyway.
So, some obscure Futuresex/Lovesounds something-or-other came out on Tuesday. But, more importantly! Over It released their CD. I know, everyone knows that. Who couldn't know about Over It?
Okay yeah.
The CD is called Step Outside Yourself, in case you're interested. It's out everywhere, so pick up a copy so I'm not po', thanks. No seriously, it's really fuckin' good. The MySpace is here, the official site is here. Okay, I know no one's gonna click, but this is me not caring. And, for shits and giggles, the flyer for the release party. I don't know why I'm sharing, because the party's done and over with. But here you go.
Anyway, it's one of my bands I've been producing and shit. We had our release party on Monday, and another of my bands, National Product, performed. It was some great shit, seriously. You should have been there.
I'm pretty sure I'm still hungover, but that's okay. This partying is nuts, I'm doin' more of it now than I ever did when I was younger. What the fuck, I'm having fun.
Even better, my family is fuckin' awesome. Bri is the best older sister anyone could ask for, and Jude. Fuckin' hell. He's so big already. When we picked him up, he was a little underfed and just so tiny. Now he's seriously getting so big. He's got these huge eyes and he's always staring at everything. You can almost watch him learning. My lil' boy is gonna be a fuckin' genius. He's already in love with the piano, I can sit for hours with him playing and he just loves it.
And my other baby. He's been busy as fuck with this show, I'm so fuckin' excited for him. Of course, with the kids and both of us working more now than we have in the past few years, we don't get too much quality time together. Which kind of fucking sucks.
My knee is getting better. Fuck, it sucked. I'm not dependent anymore. I really hate having to lay there and have other people take care of me. Also, pissing into a bottle isn't as fun as it sounds. But I can get around now, I don't need the pills as much...though I gotta say, those pills are awesome. Nothin' like getting high legally. At any rate, it's slowly getting better. Which means I might, maybe, perhaps, start concentrating on my band again. Maybe. We'll see.
So, some obscure Futuresex/Lovesounds something-or-other came out on Tuesday. But, more importantly! Over It released their CD. I know, everyone knows that. Who couldn't know about Over It?
Okay yeah.
The CD is called Step Outside Yourself, in case you're interested. It's out everywhere, so pick up a copy so I'm not po', thanks. No seriously, it's really fuckin' good. The MySpace is here, the official site is here. Okay, I know no one's gonna click, but this is me not caring. And, for shits and giggles, the flyer for the release party. I don't know why I'm sharing, because the party's done and over with. But here you go.
Anyway, it's one of my bands I've been producing and shit. We had our release party on Monday, and another of my bands, National Product, performed. It was some great shit, seriously. You should have been there.
I'm pretty sure I'm still hungover, but that's okay. This partying is nuts, I'm doin' more of it now than I ever did when I was younger. What the fuck, I'm having fun.
Even better, my family is fuckin' awesome. Bri is the best older sister anyone could ask for, and Jude. Fuckin' hell. He's so big already. When we picked him up, he was a little underfed and just so tiny. Now he's seriously getting so big. He's got these huge eyes and he's always staring at everything. You can almost watch him learning. My lil' boy is gonna be a fuckin' genius. He's already in love with the piano, I can sit for hours with him playing and he just loves it.
And my other baby. He's been busy as fuck with this show, I'm so fuckin' excited for him. Of course, with the kids and both of us working more now than we have in the past few years, we don't get too much quality time together. Which kind of fucking sucks.
My knee is getting better. Fuck, it sucked. I'm not dependent anymore. I really hate having to lay there and have other people take care of me. Also, pissing into a bottle isn't as fun as it sounds. But I can get around now, I don't need the pills as much...though I gotta say, those pills are awesome. Nothin' like getting high legally. At any rate, it's slowly getting better. Which means I might, maybe, perhaps, start concentrating on my band again. Maybe. We'll see.