Working at a tech camp
My eyes have been reacting oddly lately by getting puffy and red. I think I'm catching diseases from the kids. I'm at work right now and instead of having the kids work on the games I'm helping them create, they are playing shooter games. Just for a bit. I swear.
The show (if anyone reads this) at the Hotel Utah was great- the new song went over perfectly. Everyone especially loved when Melissa beatboxes. It was our best show to date but unfortunately the crowd consisted only of the other bands. I wonder when we'll practice or play again- everyone moved except for me which sucks. I can't wait to finish school.
I changed my 'tude when we play- instead of being scared shitless and nervous, I remind myself that this is my fun. This is what I enjoy doing. I think that mantra dramatically improves my performance. But enough about that.
Killian is gone for four days, and last night I thought I'd go have some fun at the Blue Lagoon. Residual Echos was rad and Red Pony Clock was totally fun. But there's this stranger who I see all of the time at shows, and she represents what I dislike about local music scenes. We have shared the same space for what, four years? We've been going to the same shows and knowing a lot of people in common, and to this day she either eyeballs me like a fucking bitch or ignores me. And I could care less- she seems as interesting as a dirty napkin. I just can't comprehend how someone can so blatently, actively, negatively suck. Unless I'm the one who totally sucks ha! Which, I won't completely rule out. But regardless. Such negativity.
This weekend will be so rad. I have zero plans. None! I will read a book. And now I will go work.
The show (if anyone reads this) at the Hotel Utah was great- the new song went over perfectly. Everyone especially loved when Melissa beatboxes. It was our best show to date but unfortunately the crowd consisted only of the other bands. I wonder when we'll practice or play again- everyone moved except for me which sucks. I can't wait to finish school.
I changed my 'tude when we play- instead of being scared shitless and nervous, I remind myself that this is my fun. This is what I enjoy doing. I think that mantra dramatically improves my performance. But enough about that.
Killian is gone for four days, and last night I thought I'd go have some fun at the Blue Lagoon. Residual Echos was rad and Red Pony Clock was totally fun. But there's this stranger who I see all of the time at shows, and she represents what I dislike about local music scenes. We have shared the same space for what, four years? We've been going to the same shows and knowing a lot of people in common, and to this day she either eyeballs me like a fucking bitch or ignores me. And I could care less- she seems as interesting as a dirty napkin. I just can't comprehend how someone can so blatently, actively, negatively suck. Unless I'm the one who totally sucks ha! Which, I won't completely rule out. But regardless. Such negativity.
This weekend will be so rad. I have zero plans. None! I will read a book. And now I will go work.