erich is a pussy
he couldn't do the billiards and beer last night because he had a sore throat. mr. "incredible finish" had a sore throat?!? they wanted to watch dvds, but their netflix cue blows. erich DID say that the girl next door is coming up in the cue soon, though.
i picked up some firewater on the way home. i've been sleeping for 2 hours a night, and otherwise putzing around with synths, when i ought to be finalizing the new rock stuff. i have come up with really nifty textures, though. it's all very mystic moog, and thus, completely unlistenable to 99.9% of people. only das bruder seaton and the wull seem to get the appeal of textural music. and, wull is only sort of down with it.
yesterday, it was beautiful in cheyenne. <30 degrees but no "slightly breezy" cheyenne bullshit. i finally fixed the float switches in the water treatment system. seems to work beautifully. hopefully, no one else will be working on it. other people seem to break stuff.
i got the mighty taurus up to a sustained 115 on i-25. faster seemed sketchy to me. this particular car needed an alignment badly. i think that's pretty fast for a misaligned car in somewhat icy on overpasses conditions. it was aggressive driving-o- rama because i had to go to golden, aurora and back to boulder before heading home. i drive faster if i'm alone--with observers i generally drive like a grandparent. i need to get a faster personal vehicle badly.
monday is my big appointment (fucking finally!!!).
i called gann back (i'm back in town and willing to audition). still not sure that i have time to devote to rock. we'll see. i wish that i had a way to contact joe, because i'd love to play with him. gann has a beautiful voice, though. joe is enough of an cynical asshole, that i totally dig him. i ought to go out more, and hopefully run into the joe.
tomorrow is easter at mom's--hopefully i won't black out again. that was totally bad. vera filled me in on my antics, and i do not like getting that trasheed in front of the 'rents.
i picked up some firewater on the way home. i've been sleeping for 2 hours a night, and otherwise putzing around with synths, when i ought to be finalizing the new rock stuff. i have come up with really nifty textures, though. it's all very mystic moog, and thus, completely unlistenable to 99.9% of people. only das bruder seaton and the wull seem to get the appeal of textural music. and, wull is only sort of down with it.
yesterday, it was beautiful in cheyenne. <30 degrees but no "slightly breezy" cheyenne bullshit. i finally fixed the float switches in the water treatment system. seems to work beautifully. hopefully, no one else will be working on it. other people seem to break stuff.
i got the mighty taurus up to a sustained 115 on i-25. faster seemed sketchy to me. this particular car needed an alignment badly. i think that's pretty fast for a misaligned car in somewhat icy on overpasses conditions. it was aggressive driving-o- rama because i had to go to golden, aurora and back to boulder before heading home. i drive faster if i'm alone--with observers i generally drive like a grandparent. i need to get a faster personal vehicle badly.
monday is my big appointment (fucking finally!!!).
i called gann back (i'm back in town and willing to audition). still not sure that i have time to devote to rock. we'll see. i wish that i had a way to contact joe, because i'd love to play with him. gann has a beautiful voice, though. joe is enough of an cynical asshole, that i totally dig him. i ought to go out more, and hopefully run into the joe.
tomorrow is easter at mom's--hopefully i won't black out again. that was totally bad. vera filled me in on my antics, and i do not like getting that trasheed in front of the 'rents.
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