why do i always feel like ass after playing rock? today, there was apparently an issue between the guitarists. fucking asshole. quit playing your fucking guitar! i'll stab you if you don't quit playing that fucking guitar!
everything's cool, though. i was able to bond with warner before the fucking assholes playing fucking guitar showed up. he was in the middle of mixing something really fucking cool--like godspeed in a david lynch movie with belle and sebastian vocals. i really dug it, but he was agonizing because the bass couldn't get quiet enough without stomping the cello, which was beautiful really rough, down by the bridge. i suggested using a notch to zap out the boomy notes. apparently sound forge isn't as slick as cooledit. it would be rockin' if he could've fixed it. those motherfucking asshole fuckers showed up shortly, and we proceeded to drink a case of beer, play for three hours, even with the fucking assholes.
i really don't feel that way about these guys. it's a reference to the mexican midget at the k's show that was harassing ross. you motherfucker! play your guitar! i'll stab you, you fucking asshole!
when i got home, her majesty had emailed me. that was a pleasant surprise, i suppose. just last night i was thinking that it was nice that i hadn't been obsessing about women for a couple of weeks. here we go again...
she wants to get coffee, or meet up with christ and spooky. why? she said that she had something to tell me. why? grrr. she's totally teasing me, isn't she? i'll just keep a level head. as long as she doesn't give me the look that makes me go to pieces, i'll be alright. unfortunately, she knows what this look is. i've pointed it out to her. hopefully, she won't wear pheremones, or give me the look.
i hope that christ will be able to make it. he'll be able to keep her mellow just by being there. her majesty isn't a huge fan of spooky. she wants christ for herself. at least that's what she says. i don't want them there, though because it will give things a couplesey feel. i don't really need a girlfriend, or nessesarily want one at this point. they are so inconvienient.
everything's cool, though. i was able to bond with warner before the fucking assholes playing fucking guitar showed up. he was in the middle of mixing something really fucking cool--like godspeed in a david lynch movie with belle and sebastian vocals. i really dug it, but he was agonizing because the bass couldn't get quiet enough without stomping the cello, which was beautiful really rough, down by the bridge. i suggested using a notch to zap out the boomy notes. apparently sound forge isn't as slick as cooledit. it would be rockin' if he could've fixed it. those motherfucking asshole fuckers showed up shortly, and we proceeded to drink a case of beer, play for three hours, even with the fucking assholes.
i really don't feel that way about these guys. it's a reference to the mexican midget at the k's show that was harassing ross. you motherfucker! play your guitar! i'll stab you, you fucking asshole!
when i got home, her majesty had emailed me. that was a pleasant surprise, i suppose. just last night i was thinking that it was nice that i hadn't been obsessing about women for a couple of weeks. here we go again...
she wants to get coffee, or meet up with christ and spooky. why? she said that she had something to tell me. why? grrr. she's totally teasing me, isn't she? i'll just keep a level head. as long as she doesn't give me the look that makes me go to pieces, i'll be alright. unfortunately, she knows what this look is. i've pointed it out to her. hopefully, she won't wear pheremones, or give me the look.
i hope that christ will be able to make it. he'll be able to keep her mellow just by being there. her majesty isn't a huge fan of spooky. she wants christ for herself. at least that's what she says. i don't want them there, though because it will give things a couplesey feel. i don't really need a girlfriend, or nessesarily want one at this point. they are so inconvienient.
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