I want to feel well enough to sing more often..

Jun 11, 2005 13:31

Since it's properly summer I guess I should do this already..

I went on my trip and it was thoroughly off le petit déjeuner. I mean really.. J'adore fromage! Vive la France. Und wir mussen Deustchland nicht uns vergessen! And Blimey! The right and honorable London was quite lovely as well. Err.. yeah.. I had a blast. It was clearly the greatest trip of my life. I am sure at some point I will get pictures up here and have a summary post.

I came back from my trip to Houston and spent a few days there. Erin and I are broken up. I don't really want to get into it. The whole thing was devastating and certainly not the best thing to come home to, but at least now it is resolute and final so I can rework my life. That may be the only silver lining I can weave into it and it will have to do.

So now I am in Austin chilling. Playing video games and basketball and working out regularly for the first time in my life. I want to go swimming with folk and see more of my friends. My car should be getting out of the shop later today so I'll be able to drive here and there as needed.

I also feel a need to be creative again. I don't know which outlet to use though. Should I write a new piece or play and record some music? Or both? That would be dope. To write a piece with my own music in the background. Maybe I should do that. And then sketch something to go with it. Maybe a flash movie or something? That may be slightly too ambitious. I also need to start reading all the books I never got a chance to read last semester.

Anyway, the point is, I have a lot of time to do whatever I want because I'm not working or taking classes. So for my musical folk, lets jam. And my writer folk, lets umm.. jam? trade? co-write? And for my basketball folk, let's hoop. And so on for whatever else you do that I might want to do as well. Oh yes, don't forget my hungry folk.. Lets eat! In fact.. should anyone want to supply ingredients I offer my services as a chef of this and that..

Holler at your boy.
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