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i don't really know how to start this.
i lost my guitar on a go transit bus and it hasn't turned up at the union station lost and found, yet. unelectric head calling: have you seen a guitar that says unelectric head calling on it? somewhere between hamilton and toronto? somewhere in some stranger's hands in southern ontario?
one week from today, i will have one thousand copies of "divorce lawyers i shaved my head" in my house. i am not really quite sure where i will put them all. i am really excited but it feels very strange. i hope people like it, i guess. that's something that didn't concern me for the first year or two of the process and has been more and more on my mind all of the time lately. it's so strange to put so much time into one thing and then actually have it be done and printed and everything, because there's no going back and changing anything. it just is what it is now. it's no longer "mine."
i want to quit my job. i have been looking for another one the whole time but haven't had any luck yet. i am sick of panic attacks and sinus infections and talking to strangers on the telephone and the dog that my boss brings to work every day that drools on me. the internet hasn't been working in my bedroom for several days for some reason, so i am at jason's tonight staying up and looking at job postings. can't someone just pay me to sit around and alphabetize things for them?
things are relatively alright, though. the weather is getting warmer and i'm starting to think about new projects. i am working on a photography project about sexuality that involves no sexuality. i don't know how else to word that. i'm also writing some new songs and hopefully will be working on editing my novel, soon. also, i started a new band with kristina, sticks, and dan scarfone called HUGS HONEY HEX and we write murder ballads. so far i play drums, saw, and bass a little bit. this is actually probably the most exciting thing to me right now. my drumming mostly consists of me putting various pieces of scrap metal on top of the drums and hitting bells on my legs with brushes.
right now i'm reading motorman by david ohle and it's sort of amazing. you should probably read it if you get the chance.
i will probably post again once the cds arrive since that is going to be the craziest thing that has ever happened to me, maybe, and i might have to talk about that a bunch. is it annoying that sometimes the only things i have to talk about are art projects i'm working on nd my job? lame.
oh, and i finally won poker on sunday. fuck yes.
i lost my guitar on a go transit bus and it hasn't turned up at the union station lost and found, yet. unelectric head calling: have you seen a guitar that says unelectric head calling on it? somewhere between hamilton and toronto? somewhere in some stranger's hands in southern ontario?
one week from today, i will have one thousand copies of "divorce lawyers i shaved my head" in my house. i am not really quite sure where i will put them all. i am really excited but it feels very strange. i hope people like it, i guess. that's something that didn't concern me for the first year or two of the process and has been more and more on my mind all of the time lately. it's so strange to put so much time into one thing and then actually have it be done and printed and everything, because there's no going back and changing anything. it just is what it is now. it's no longer "mine."
i want to quit my job. i have been looking for another one the whole time but haven't had any luck yet. i am sick of panic attacks and sinus infections and talking to strangers on the telephone and the dog that my boss brings to work every day that drools on me. the internet hasn't been working in my bedroom for several days for some reason, so i am at jason's tonight staying up and looking at job postings. can't someone just pay me to sit around and alphabetize things for them?
things are relatively alright, though. the weather is getting warmer and i'm starting to think about new projects. i am working on a photography project about sexuality that involves no sexuality. i don't know how else to word that. i'm also writing some new songs and hopefully will be working on editing my novel, soon. also, i started a new band with kristina, sticks, and dan scarfone called HUGS HONEY HEX and we write murder ballads. so far i play drums, saw, and bass a little bit. this is actually probably the most exciting thing to me right now. my drumming mostly consists of me putting various pieces of scrap metal on top of the drums and hitting bells on my legs with brushes.
right now i'm reading motorman by david ohle and it's sort of amazing. you should probably read it if you get the chance.
i will probably post again once the cds arrive since that is going to be the craziest thing that has ever happened to me, maybe, and i might have to talk about that a bunch. is it annoying that sometimes the only things i have to talk about are art projects i'm working on nd my job? lame.
oh, and i finally won poker on sunday. fuck yes.