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I don't really feel like typing right now, but...it's been a while since I've been on here, sooooo...I got a job at Burger King, now. It is a shit hole, dead end job where you are an expendable plastic screw in the gear of a cheaply made, soul consuming machine. and I'm on an unsteady work-out routine..... but, I'm working out again, nonetheless. Feeling better about my music. Someone told me yesterday "you were born to sing". Not quite sure how many pills she was on, but...She asked me if I would record some of my music for her and pulled out a tape recorder/CD player. Loud little fucker, too. Anyway, I played my music, and she actually put the tape in her car tape player. We listened to it on the way to my house and she was singing along. This was my guitarist's mom. Cool, cool, lady.
Anyway, it was kind of what I needed. I mean, no one wants to feed anyone's ego but sometimes an ego needs to be fed to save from being completely obliterated by depression and/or low self confidence. The ghost hunting is still going, but we're trying to....."find ourselves" for lack of a better phrase. We haven't quite settled in to the gig so things are really slow right now. I'll tell you what, though; if I had a vehicle we'd be going almost everytime I got some time off. We do have over 20 EVPs right now, though. Well, I'm going to get some cigarettes and do some other stuff.
Anyway, it was kind of what I needed. I mean, no one wants to feed anyone's ego but sometimes an ego needs to be fed to save from being completely obliterated by depression and/or low self confidence. The ghost hunting is still going, but we're trying to....."find ourselves" for lack of a better phrase. We haven't quite settled in to the gig so things are really slow right now. I'll tell you what, though; if I had a vehicle we'd be going almost everytime I got some time off. We do have over 20 EVPs right now, though. Well, I'm going to get some cigarettes and do some other stuff.