ababa ababa
I had a message for you. Had. Well anyway it's not history as in gone, but if you scroll lower-- just below this one you can pretty much read it. Bitch.
I don't like everything in the Starts and Ends album, but I've always been excited at how their music changed ever since I heard the album from a friend. We're talking about D'sound, yes. Well anyway I've been in some pretty crazy days, I'm just dropping by to say hi. I'm still busy, but it's such good days really, 5 days in a row feels good. I have a TV thing later, don't know the either or's though, I just committed. Our jam yesterday ended up as a sleepover, a very comfortable one actually, they are pretty generous for having us. It was almost a pass-out level, but nowadays I never get a hangover anymore. It's handy! Had a lot of them fun and funny times yesterday, it's pretty awesome. Had a lot to drink. Ever since I lost my stash it's been back to alcohol and smoking. I'm losing weight and I'm still pretty depressed, but I know how to not be a pain to anyone, see.
I'm a little tired, but that's okay. I kind of want to quit, but that's okay too. I'm going around. It's a little crazy really if you can't get a grip. But I know who I am and that's not going to warp, it's actually not beyond my abilities, or anyone's for that matter. Get a grip of yourself. Find yourself and stop recreating for a bit. Settle down with this creation of you for a while. I never lost who I am but I'm scared of forgetting who I am.
I had a hard time playing Alessandra yesterday though. So I wasn't really my best, and I feel a little guilty that everybody was doing their part really well-- Though it's not like they notice these things about me though. Apparently they are so intricate and minuscule and very likely to be overlooked... Simply because they don't really know what I'm talking about most of the time about anything I say about my playing. Do only I understand myself? Or does everybody comprehend it and that I'm the only one who, bathed in irony, doesn't understand itttttt
Been writing seriously again. It's going somewhere for now. Haven't really had any blocks, I just can't find time to append. Also, I've been reading the next Murakami book I had in-line. <3 What am I going to do if there aren't any books, or if there aren't any mediums, or spaces or programs or paper to ever write in jesus I can't imagine it
So... Adjourned. See you around sweetheart
I don't like everything in the Starts and Ends album, but I've always been excited at how their music changed ever since I heard the album from a friend. We're talking about D'sound, yes. Well anyway I've been in some pretty crazy days, I'm just dropping by to say hi. I'm still busy, but it's such good days really, 5 days in a row feels good. I have a TV thing later, don't know the either or's though, I just committed. Our jam yesterday ended up as a sleepover, a very comfortable one actually, they are pretty generous for having us. It was almost a pass-out level, but nowadays I never get a hangover anymore. It's handy! Had a lot of them fun and funny times yesterday, it's pretty awesome. Had a lot to drink. Ever since I lost my stash it's been back to alcohol and smoking. I'm losing weight and I'm still pretty depressed, but I know how to not be a pain to anyone, see.
I'm a little tired, but that's okay. I kind of want to quit, but that's okay too. I'm going around. It's a little crazy really if you can't get a grip. But I know who I am and that's not going to warp, it's actually not beyond my abilities, or anyone's for that matter. Get a grip of yourself. Find yourself and stop recreating for a bit. Settle down with this creation of you for a while. I never lost who I am but I'm scared of forgetting who I am.
I had a hard time playing Alessandra yesterday though. So I wasn't really my best, and I feel a little guilty that everybody was doing their part really well-- Though it's not like they notice these things about me though. Apparently they are so intricate and minuscule and very likely to be overlooked... Simply because they don't really know what I'm talking about most of the time about anything I say about my playing. Do only I understand myself? Or does everybody comprehend it and that I'm the only one who, bathed in irony, doesn't understand itttttt
Been writing seriously again. It's going somewhere for now. Haven't really had any blocks, I just can't find time to append. Also, I've been reading the next Murakami book I had in-line. <3 What am I going to do if there aren't any books, or if there aren't any mediums, or spaces or programs or paper to ever write in jesus I can't imagine it
So... Adjourned. See you around sweetheart