Chapter One Was Brilliant
...is going to be the title of chapter 5 of my novel.
Bad Folk is recording this week, and tedium will be ours.
I'm working for a non-profit immigrant/social work agency. I create resource files like it's goin' out of style, and talk to people in Russian.
I'm really behind on everything, and working really hard to stay ahead at staying behind. *snore*
I havent been to work in a week due to being crazy, and not over my old fiance's suicide. I broke up with Adam twice and made up, and he's offered to help me seek counseling. Anyone else who wants to help, please do.
I help out on Bob and Brett's shows at KDHX, or atleast should, even though I havent been in for Brett's show in weeks.
Was getting gas last night after finally leaving the recording studio, when some guy who'd been staring at me from a few feet away opened up his car door to show me that he had yanked his pants down to his ankles and was jerking off wildly. That really made me mad.
Mike from The Bureau of Sabotage asked me to play cello on the CD they are working on. I used to live in their guitar/keys' attic, back when my high school Latin teacher was living under it!
Band practice is my safe place. I'd kill myself in two seconds without the security of knowing that that happens every week.
I got my accordion fixed and got to play it at the Way Out Club for the bnd scramble.
Dont nothin' bring you down like your home town.
Bad Folk is recording this week, and tedium will be ours.
I'm working for a non-profit immigrant/social work agency. I create resource files like it's goin' out of style, and talk to people in Russian.
I'm really behind on everything, and working really hard to stay ahead at staying behind. *snore*
I havent been to work in a week due to being crazy, and not over my old fiance's suicide. I broke up with Adam twice and made up, and he's offered to help me seek counseling. Anyone else who wants to help, please do.
I help out on Bob and Brett's shows at KDHX, or atleast should, even though I havent been in for Brett's show in weeks.
Was getting gas last night after finally leaving the recording studio, when some guy who'd been staring at me from a few feet away opened up his car door to show me that he had yanked his pants down to his ankles and was jerking off wildly. That really made me mad.
Mike from The Bureau of Sabotage asked me to play cello on the CD they are working on. I used to live in their guitar/keys' attic, back when my high school Latin teacher was living under it!
Band practice is my safe place. I'd kill myself in two seconds without the security of knowing that that happens every week.
I got my accordion fixed and got to play it at the Way Out Club for the bnd scramble.
Dont nothin' bring you down like your home town.