checking in...
ok, here's somewhere i haven't been in a while. i hope everyone is doing well. my friends list is getting out of control... maybe i'll update it once i find a job.
tour. too much fun for words. we crashed the van. we sold out of panties. we got to see panties! we played shows. i got sick. i got better. a broke a boot. i stepped in snow (in my socks). i got kissed, and it was fun.
i had a strange experience. ever 'remembered' something that never happened? it was so real, and my mind didn't really know what to do with the info... and it freaked me out in a very i'm-not-crazy-so-i'll-recover-fast sort of way. when i was 12, i went to a baseball game at the old Angel Stadium. my friend and i were goofing around and looking over the side of the stadium, pretty high up. i remember being slightly afraid of the drop and stepping back. i could imagine falling. then, just last week, i had a distinct memory or climing up on the wall up there and falling off. i remember the sensation of falling and the ground coming up quickly. the last thing i remember was an intense shock from hitting the ground. it didn't hurt, but was a pretty strong jolt. as i remembered all of this, i thought that my whole life since that point may not be real, like i was some kind of ghost. it was strange. i guess my little brain just took little pieces from that memory and various falling dreams and put together a story that wasn't real. i'm fairly convinced that i will lose my mind when i get old. i'm looking forward to not being able to tell the difference between real and imagined memories. i will wait till then to write my book. things will be much more interesting then, i'm sure.
so i'm jobless. anyone want to hire me? i can't really do anything very well, and don't know much. i show up late all the time and don't have a single skill in the entire world. actually, i'm pretty good at a whole lot of things i don't want to be doing. time to make some phone calls...
love to you all...
tour. too much fun for words. we crashed the van. we sold out of panties. we got to see panties! we played shows. i got sick. i got better. a broke a boot. i stepped in snow (in my socks). i got kissed, and it was fun.
i had a strange experience. ever 'remembered' something that never happened? it was so real, and my mind didn't really know what to do with the info... and it freaked me out in a very i'm-not-crazy-so-i'll-recover-fast sort of way. when i was 12, i went to a baseball game at the old Angel Stadium. my friend and i were goofing around and looking over the side of the stadium, pretty high up. i remember being slightly afraid of the drop and stepping back. i could imagine falling. then, just last week, i had a distinct memory or climing up on the wall up there and falling off. i remember the sensation of falling and the ground coming up quickly. the last thing i remember was an intense shock from hitting the ground. it didn't hurt, but was a pretty strong jolt. as i remembered all of this, i thought that my whole life since that point may not be real, like i was some kind of ghost. it was strange. i guess my little brain just took little pieces from that memory and various falling dreams and put together a story that wasn't real. i'm fairly convinced that i will lose my mind when i get old. i'm looking forward to not being able to tell the difference between real and imagined memories. i will wait till then to write my book. things will be much more interesting then, i'm sure.
so i'm jobless. anyone want to hire me? i can't really do anything very well, and don't know much. i show up late all the time and don't have a single skill in the entire world. actually, i'm pretty good at a whole lot of things i don't want to be doing. time to make some phone calls...
love to you all...