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negotiating through disturbances.
oscillating amongst the sentences.
where we're you during the miracle?
what is your excuse for the circle?
went to a "normal" club last night. celebrated a couple of janes coworkers promotions. normal not a huge thing but this is a huge promotion that none of them thought they would get. the club is down the street from us. the outside looks rundown and cheesy. i expected it to be a really ghetto hip hop club. it was more of a "pop" club. the inside was way more spacious, well lit, and in general nice looking then i thought it would be. the bar tenders we're super nice. janes coworkers are a lot of fun. not necessarily people who i would hang out with all the time, but well rounded cool people. the music was typical. went anywhere from nelly and justin timberlake to decent trance and rob zombie. strange mix.
spent two surprisingly not boring hours there. when i first walked in i thought it looked a lot like a club i used to frequent in southern california. the first club i frequented actually. one of janes coworkers wives started talking to us after i asked her what she drinking. i pretty much knew it was a midori sour. after telling us that it was in fact a midori sour she asked us if we knew what midori meant. it's actually "green" in japanese. for some reason i really like that. after talking to her more, found out she was from southern california originally. then found out she used to go to the club i had thought about earlier that night. we reminisced about it. really weird anyone would even know of that club on this side of the world. i didn't hear her say it at the time but jane told me later she had made the comment "we went to the goth industrial nights you guys look like your into that." that really blew me away. that's the only time i ever went to that club. small world.
had a frustrating day. not really a bad day so much as every little thing had to be complicated. i had the same kind of day yesterday. it needs to stop before my head explodes or i actually do something rash like call in sick so i can have a day not to stress out.
must buckle down and write music. i need to stop being lazy and substitute internet time for music time. a lot of things i need finish.
this is the first day, of your last day.
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oscillating amongst the sentences.
where we're you during the miracle?
what is your excuse for the circle?
went to a "normal" club last night. celebrated a couple of janes coworkers promotions. normal not a huge thing but this is a huge promotion that none of them thought they would get. the club is down the street from us. the outside looks rundown and cheesy. i expected it to be a really ghetto hip hop club. it was more of a "pop" club. the inside was way more spacious, well lit, and in general nice looking then i thought it would be. the bar tenders we're super nice. janes coworkers are a lot of fun. not necessarily people who i would hang out with all the time, but well rounded cool people. the music was typical. went anywhere from nelly and justin timberlake to decent trance and rob zombie. strange mix.
spent two surprisingly not boring hours there. when i first walked in i thought it looked a lot like a club i used to frequent in southern california. the first club i frequented actually. one of janes coworkers wives started talking to us after i asked her what she drinking. i pretty much knew it was a midori sour. after telling us that it was in fact a midori sour she asked us if we knew what midori meant. it's actually "green" in japanese. for some reason i really like that. after talking to her more, found out she was from southern california originally. then found out she used to go to the club i had thought about earlier that night. we reminisced about it. really weird anyone would even know of that club on this side of the world. i didn't hear her say it at the time but jane told me later she had made the comment "we went to the goth industrial nights you guys look like your into that." that really blew me away. that's the only time i ever went to that club. small world.
had a frustrating day. not really a bad day so much as every little thing had to be complicated. i had the same kind of day yesterday. it needs to stop before my head explodes or i actually do something rash like call in sick so i can have a day not to stress out.
must buckle down and write music. i need to stop being lazy and substitute internet time for music time. a lot of things i need finish.
this is the first day, of your last day.
‡-x