maple/maple block inlay necks ain't cheap.



i dreamt that i hacked a co-worker who routinely gets on my nerves (fucking engineer assholes) to death with a fire axe. she was shreiking about her favorite client (randy) and i couldn't take it anymore. in the dream everyone was naked. it was some seriously rated shit when i chopped her up, and i fucked her bloody parts. i've been obsessing about that all day since she was out of the office having surgery today. i hope that it wasn't a premonition on something



it's raining. yay!



i wish that i could tell my boss that the "help" is a hinderance. he wouldn't care. nevermind that i have to redo her shit to make it right. dumbass can't even make copies correctly.



homosexual women and married women are much more attractive to me than heterosexual, single females. i think that i have a problem. maybe i can marry some gay chick.



disco music rocks.



i'm drunk.



ezra brooks is on sale. like weak beam or something. i don't feel guilty mixing it up--i'm an old school space rocker.



i've had this cocaine jones that won't stop. it's really bothering me.



i drew up a tattoo. i think that it's about time for this shit.







heller is writing some amazing pop songs as of late. i feel like i can cut loose, and no one has said shit about my unruliness (sp). the guy has pop sense, but i still don't think that we're pals. andrew and i, on the other hand, seem bonded. must be a rhythm section thang.



christ. i'm totally inebriated.



think that i'll sign off. not much more to say.