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Sitting here extremely bummed. Ever since Katrina, I have lost all interest in playing music. Nothing seems to give me pleasure. I am working a shite job, barely keeping my head above water (no pun intended). I miss my friends severely! I am sitting here with my bottle of Jaeger, and some killer beer watching Toto's 25th anninversary tour DVD and slipping into depression. I am amazed at the fact they can still hit those high notes over the years. I remember when I could hit the high harmonies when I did their tunes. It has been a few years that my vocals couldn't do what they used to. I remember being able to sing early Rush and Yes with no prollum's. Now, I am doing good to do the core. I wonder what brought it all aboot. Was it the several years I spent changing my style to song Cassia Eller's songs, or was it the 15 years I spent throwing newspapers. I cannot even begin to imagine the damage the micro fibres from the papers did to my sinuses or, was it the second hand smoke I endured at the pubs. As my savings dwindle, I often think of suicide (Heh, ironic enough, one of my fav Thin Lizzy Tunes) - but who wouold look after my precious kitties?