Jots
It's finally so nice out in the cities; heady and rich breezes mix with the staleness of my fading winter thoughts and slowly drift off to cloud some other head or die.
I'm pushing too hard. Working overtime; on day 11 straight but now that they pay me enough for my work, I'm working furiously. All work and no play makes Jon a half-stepper.
This is my first public post since the hateful of a couple months back. I figure if the hateful reads it, then the hateful is extremely silly.
I talked to Chris today, randomly. I love spending company dimes to call my friends in Seattle.
X3 tomorrow night. w00t.
I had lunch with 4 generations of Sarah's family after her commencement last Saturday. Her 91 year-old gramms is as lucid and spunky as any of them.
I'm practicing on Saturday. I love my new band. It's so strange how your simple and stripped songs will change instantly with the influence of other talent. I went from coffee shop croon-americana to Bloc Party in the space of two practices. Albeit, very sloppy, it's so much better to be loud and danceable.
I want to go home and pet my cat. Oh yeah, I have a cat now. She is lanky and seriously un-cat-like....clumsy and ultra friendly. I'm teaching her to jump on my shoulders but she's so clumsy and awkward (I think she's going through puberty, lol) that she has trouble landing the trick. Ah, I miss crazy kitty Jasmine. Talk about an acrobat. New kitty Roxy will get there someday. I'd post pics, but, uh, yeah...LiveJournal and cat pictures.
I'm going to have a Friday tonight. I've earned it.
I'm pushing too hard. Working overtime; on day 11 straight but now that they pay me enough for my work, I'm working furiously. All work and no play makes Jon a half-stepper.
This is my first public post since the hateful of a couple months back. I figure if the hateful reads it, then the hateful is extremely silly.
I talked to Chris today, randomly. I love spending company dimes to call my friends in Seattle.
X3 tomorrow night. w00t.
I had lunch with 4 generations of Sarah's family after her commencement last Saturday. Her 91 year-old gramms is as lucid and spunky as any of them.
I'm practicing on Saturday. I love my new band. It's so strange how your simple and stripped songs will change instantly with the influence of other talent. I went from coffee shop croon-americana to Bloc Party in the space of two practices. Albeit, very sloppy, it's so much better to be loud and danceable.
I want to go home and pet my cat. Oh yeah, I have a cat now. She is lanky and seriously un-cat-like....clumsy and ultra friendly. I'm teaching her to jump on my shoulders but she's so clumsy and awkward (I think she's going through puberty, lol) that she has trouble landing the trick. Ah, I miss crazy kitty Jasmine. Talk about an acrobat. New kitty Roxy will get there someday. I'd post pics, but, uh, yeah...LiveJournal and cat pictures.
I'm going to have a Friday tonight. I've earned it.