May 13, 2007 18:58
Where wouldn't be we out with our mothers...
Between sleeping 3 hours a night, getting hassled by cops, and be struck down with giggles I feel like I'm 17 this week. I feel completely beat and unaccomplished but fizzy lifting drink anti-cipation for somer time. A fine balance to be sure but sure to be. I guess I may be taking a full time job so if I can just arrive on full time that will be. And the fridays and saturdays inbetween. Decided on two new roommates instead of one, which invovled physical restructure of the doom as well as general personel. Will to do finish the more recording and shows please. Breakfast and sleep. Lookout. Come here and there.