And I'm not my body or how I choose to destroy it; Folk singers sing songs for the working, baby

Dec 08, 2009 15:22

Seems I'm gonna be stuck here even longer.

My dad moved out of the house, wants to sell it, but needs to renovated it first. Wants me and my brothers to do it. So I guess I'll be helping with that.

My brother is being extremely slow about mixing the album. He just started working on it this month, but I don't know how much effort he's putting into it. He's good at what he does, but I would've liked to have it done last month. It also shouldn't take long, because there aren't as many tracks in each project as there are in most of the stuff he works on. This is why I hate relying on other people.

Chris got a job in Lawrence, Massachusetts. He commutes for now, but he'll be getting a place in Boston it seems. Any chance of Chris moving to New York with me left when he got the job in Massachusetts. Good for him that he has a job, of course. Bad for me that I don't have one.

Also, Alex doesn't want to move until spring, because he hates moving in the winter. So that's gonna keep me here a little longer, too, unless I miraculously manage to be a major overnight success. Chances of that happening: none.

Well, I guess while I'm here I'll take the time to expand my horizons, musically, and start working on some pieces that could be used as scores for film or television like I've been meaning to attempt. Broaden my catalog and all that jazz. Not like I have anything waiting for me in New York or Boston anyway.

fire safety, fuck california, music, new york, chris

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