my palms are sweating...
Just a couple of months left on the lease here, and i'm starting to stress. Seemed as though this little golden era wasn't going to end, and I was pretty comfortable there. The impromptu concerts, fagtastic dancing in the living room, fancy dinners, the jungle garden, all of us taking turns wearing our katrina donated clothes (particularly the short shorts), and so on. I think I'll probably relocate near the downtown area. It's closer to work, and I feel I haven't really experienced the true soul of this town yet- I'd like to find it.
Our cd is moving at a snail's pace, but seemingly well worth it. The music and vocals have been done for quite some time, we've been in mixdown for about a month now. Our sound guy is really taking his time with each part, putting heart into the production, and I'm grateful but anxious. I've always been the instant gratification type.
goddamn i need a haircut.
Our cd is moving at a snail's pace, but seemingly well worth it. The music and vocals have been done for quite some time, we've been in mixdown for about a month now. Our sound guy is really taking his time with each part, putting heart into the production, and I'm grateful but anxious. I've always been the instant gratification type.
goddamn i need a haircut.