a midsummer nights update
its raining, as usual, but today it was acceptable cause i got off early from work.
i work at long beach as an attendant with some pretty cool people, although the good lifeguards are few and far between. i camped out with the worthwhile ones at short beach one night, solidifying my status in the upper echelon of beach personnel.
the blue barracudas have begun their third season in great form, although the two losses in the first doubleheader were a little spirit crushing. a barbeque at kts promptly lifted our heads from the well of defeat, and the bye today means we'll be completely out of shape for mondays game.
as a consistently self-centered person, my actions lately seem to disappoint the people i care about most. i keep aggravating my sister ('its just easier to blame you for things, john') and my role in my relationship with a (patient, very patient) older girl seems to be showing similar signs of weakness. the maturity + responsibility combo was never my strong suit, but boy am i trying.
although i feel like im still waiting for summer to start, i think this is turning out to be better than any summer previous. bonnaroo itself deserves its own entry, and the shows in philly and new hampshire are the highlights of my long-yet-stagnant musical career. lakitu promises an ep by the end of the summer, our first forward act as a band (besides name changes) since our incarnation almost a year and a half ago. getting drunk almost every night and a 330am bedtime are taking their toll on my immune system and alertness, but my jam packed days are no longer interrupted by naps. dont get me wrong, i am still a strong advocate for the unconscious state, but my schedule just doesnt allow it. come september the comas will be in full swing.
so thats where im at right now, busy as hell stupidly waiting for things to settle down so i can relax. ive been to moses 3 times this summer, and that sort of makes me want to vomit. workin 9-5 for the citay 5 days a week will do that.
i forgot to mention that about 40% of my time at work is spent asleep. but thats part of the job description for beach attendant.
and now, bedtime.
i work at long beach as an attendant with some pretty cool people, although the good lifeguards are few and far between. i camped out with the worthwhile ones at short beach one night, solidifying my status in the upper echelon of beach personnel.
the blue barracudas have begun their third season in great form, although the two losses in the first doubleheader were a little spirit crushing. a barbeque at kts promptly lifted our heads from the well of defeat, and the bye today means we'll be completely out of shape for mondays game.
as a consistently self-centered person, my actions lately seem to disappoint the people i care about most. i keep aggravating my sister ('its just easier to blame you for things, john') and my role in my relationship with a (patient, very patient) older girl seems to be showing similar signs of weakness. the maturity + responsibility combo was never my strong suit, but boy am i trying.
although i feel like im still waiting for summer to start, i think this is turning out to be better than any summer previous. bonnaroo itself deserves its own entry, and the shows in philly and new hampshire are the highlights of my long-yet-stagnant musical career. lakitu promises an ep by the end of the summer, our first forward act as a band (besides name changes) since our incarnation almost a year and a half ago. getting drunk almost every night and a 330am bedtime are taking their toll on my immune system and alertness, but my jam packed days are no longer interrupted by naps. dont get me wrong, i am still a strong advocate for the unconscious state, but my schedule just doesnt allow it. come september the comas will be in full swing.
so thats where im at right now, busy as hell stupidly waiting for things to settle down so i can relax. ive been to moses 3 times this summer, and that sort of makes me want to vomit. workin 9-5 for the citay 5 days a week will do that.
i forgot to mention that about 40% of my time at work is spent asleep. but thats part of the job description for beach attendant.
and now, bedtime.