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it's approaching the middle of july, and so far this summer has been pretty uneventful. i feel myself falling into the same routine everyday. i wake up sometime around noon, usually before two...although there's been a number of exceptions recently. jon and i walk to town, buy cigarettes, eat at nini's, and stop by sweeties. it seems to be the same whether jon is working or not.
everyday i work, i work 5 to close. faces is still much to busy for me to enjoy. there's never a time when the store is quiet until we lock the doors at 10pm and i am subjected to the sounds of employees counting change and sharing gossip.
after work i usually end up back at sweeties to meet jon, where we walk home to either watch a movie or lay around being lazy.
it's not that i'm bored i just need to change up the routine a little. i'm going to see hospital at fire and water tonight. jill and suzanna are their super fans, they never miss a show. i want to see what all the hype is about. actually, i really don't know if there's any hype at all, it may just be those two that are obbsessed. i'm looking foward to it. i haven't been to a show in almost two weeks.
speaking of shows, cargo may shift's show is coming up, less than a month to go. we have 9 original songs and three covers right now. i think we are going to retire axemen. it was our first song ever, but that was over a year ago. feels blind will probably be next to go. i'm enjoying our new cover quite a bit. it's actually a cover of a cover. we're planning on getting some studio time this month at slaughterhouse is amherst. it would be nice to have a decent recording for once.
todays's events were no different than those of the past two weeks. today i walked in the door of the house at 10:30am, surprisingly awake. i wasted the day away making a mixed tape and watched gerardo read comic books. our coversation seemed like something out of a hal hartley film. we'd be silent for about an hour, then out of nowhere, "heather how much is it to do laundry?" "$1.25 to wash, $1 to dry." this was about the only comunication that occured, except for the question of the past two weeks, "where the hell is fritz?"
currently i think i am too hungry to write clearly. maybe my unusual sleeping pattern is starting to get to me. i think i do too much sitting around, but i would much rather sit around doing nothing here than in nj.
everyday i work, i work 5 to close. faces is still much to busy for me to enjoy. there's never a time when the store is quiet until we lock the doors at 10pm and i am subjected to the sounds of employees counting change and sharing gossip.
after work i usually end up back at sweeties to meet jon, where we walk home to either watch a movie or lay around being lazy.
it's not that i'm bored i just need to change up the routine a little. i'm going to see hospital at fire and water tonight. jill and suzanna are their super fans, they never miss a show. i want to see what all the hype is about. actually, i really don't know if there's any hype at all, it may just be those two that are obbsessed. i'm looking foward to it. i haven't been to a show in almost two weeks.
speaking of shows, cargo may shift's show is coming up, less than a month to go. we have 9 original songs and three covers right now. i think we are going to retire axemen. it was our first song ever, but that was over a year ago. feels blind will probably be next to go. i'm enjoying our new cover quite a bit. it's actually a cover of a cover. we're planning on getting some studio time this month at slaughterhouse is amherst. it would be nice to have a decent recording for once.
todays's events were no different than those of the past two weeks. today i walked in the door of the house at 10:30am, surprisingly awake. i wasted the day away making a mixed tape and watched gerardo read comic books. our coversation seemed like something out of a hal hartley film. we'd be silent for about an hour, then out of nowhere, "heather how much is it to do laundry?" "$1.25 to wash, $1 to dry." this was about the only comunication that occured, except for the question of the past two weeks, "where the hell is fritz?"
currently i think i am too hungry to write clearly. maybe my unusual sleeping pattern is starting to get to me. i think i do too much sitting around, but i would much rather sit around doing nothing here than in nj.