It's been an incredibly long night. The day started on a bad note, as I found out that Ryan wasn't aware that the party last night was to be an after party for the show. With this, I decided that I'd have to do everything I possibly could to keep things in line, and for the most part, everything worked out. Sure, a couple of douche bags showed, but ( Read more... )

I just found out that Raymond Watts had NOTHING to do with KMFDM's latest album.

Life is good.

From the top of Tak Mountain, you can see infinity.

the only hard part about this summer was saying goodbye.

Aside from a couple of computers and the barest of personal effect, the loft is empty. Tomorrow I'll be smoking my last cigarette in this place. Moving is always a strange feeling. Earlier I realized that for nearly three years now, my life has been in boxes. Either due to me waiting for another move, or just not bothering with unpacking. Something ( Read more... )

Summer is just about over, which means a lot of things are about to change. Jen's moving to St. Louis next month, I'm moving out of the apartment this weekend, it's time to get a new job, and I may or may not be starting college. Metro is up in the air since I was dropped from my dad's insurance last month, which means a little bit more money comes ( Read more... )

Saturday, August 27th - Elmwood Park
Everybody must go!

The day started off in a panic as I slept in until 4:30 and had a litany of things on the 'to-do' list.

1. Pick up Kent and drop by Josh and Jerry's.
2. Swing by Jimmy's place.
3. See my mother.
4. Perform in the Old Market to raise money so I can afford juggling tape.

After the initial ( Read more... )

It's been a great weekend. I spent friday night screwing with my brain chemistry with Jen. Took time today to cook some bitchin' spaghetti, and saw Sin City at the dollar theater. It's late and I need to be up for work in less than five hours, but I can't sleep, so I'm drinking beer and killing time by nerding it up online ( Read more... )

Got back from St. Louis tonight around 9:30. Jen and I hit the road around 1:30 and the drive flew by. Stopped off for Subway at some travel center, learned the basics of hoop isolation* at a rest stop, and filled up with gas at a BP after a minor scare. The trip itself came close to disaster at one point due to an overwhelming social tension, but ( Read more... )

Earlier I was speaking with Kent and Jimmy, and I realized how good it feels to be burned out when your sober, because it doesn't matter whether you've had a good day or a bad day, you've had a real fuckin' day ( Read more... )