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went to jeff'n'dana's today and saw myself on a webcam, which is far different than seeing yourself in a mirror. i immediately recalled photos of my dad where he looks (and is) younger than me, and there aren't very many pictures of him as a high schooler. it was weird. a good weird. my tattoos may make me slightly unemployable, but at least i now look like i have some experience.
still settling into the new place. it's in college park and anyone who's been here already can attest that it is veritably pimp. as. fuck. it's essentially my first 1 bedroom. and i can practice my doom riffs at any time of day and it's just simply wonderful being able to do that. practising is akin to masturbation in that you don't want anybody to hear you doing it. simply goddamn wonderful.
the album just got finished being mastered. very happy about how it's coming out. i can speak in extensive hyperbole about exactly how happy i am, but i will spare you. there will be a tour this summer.
a few months ago, i asked out this girl who worked at qdoba. long story short we have actually become somewhat of friends. turns out she's a luthier (one who makes guitars) and as big a stoner as me. and she's helped me subsist on free burritos for a good week now. obviously there is much to talk about but one thing that is most striking about her is her absolute and singular love for making guitars. what compelled me to ask her for coffee was her utter radiance. now i know where it comes from.
also, john d the drummer/barber/gun owner put in a good word for me to this guy who is a welder. he currently runs a one man business which he wants to expand. apparently his demand exceeds the size of his business and has room to grow. currently helping him build a covering on the side of his house so he can work in the rain. he's basically looking for a paid apprentice who's willing to learn.
it's been a while since i updated this shit, but these things have been on my mind lately and i wanted to dump them all down here because thinking about them makes me happy.
still settling into the new place. it's in college park and anyone who's been here already can attest that it is veritably pimp. as. fuck. it's essentially my first 1 bedroom. and i can practice my doom riffs at any time of day and it's just simply wonderful being able to do that. practising is akin to masturbation in that you don't want anybody to hear you doing it. simply goddamn wonderful.
the album just got finished being mastered. very happy about how it's coming out. i can speak in extensive hyperbole about exactly how happy i am, but i will spare you. there will be a tour this summer.
a few months ago, i asked out this girl who worked at qdoba. long story short we have actually become somewhat of friends. turns out she's a luthier (one who makes guitars) and as big a stoner as me. and she's helped me subsist on free burritos for a good week now. obviously there is much to talk about but one thing that is most striking about her is her absolute and singular love for making guitars. what compelled me to ask her for coffee was her utter radiance. now i know where it comes from.
also, john d the drummer/barber/gun owner put in a good word for me to this guy who is a welder. he currently runs a one man business which he wants to expand. apparently his demand exceeds the size of his business and has room to grow. currently helping him build a covering on the side of his house so he can work in the rain. he's basically looking for a paid apprentice who's willing to learn.
it's been a while since i updated this shit, but these things have been on my mind lately and i wanted to dump them all down here because thinking about them makes me happy.