So last night I blew an amp while trying out my new keyboard. MOTHERFUCKER. It's always something....at least I got some good use out of it...I've had the amp for over 10 years...however, now I suppose I need a new one. Fuck it....Hopefully I will get my shit together shortly. I've been at something of a crossroads this year, as all I want to do is get my motherfucking music together and what it comes down to is that I haven't done shit worth speaking of. However, I am starting to make progress. I'm selling both of my drumsets in order to purchase another that I really like, and I'm debating what to do with my recording setup, which currently isn't working to my liking. My goal was to be recording regularly by now, but tefnical dickaculties have continued to plague my life. Maybe its a sign....just give the fuck up. Problem is, I can't and I don't want to...partially because I realize I don't suck at what I do. The problem is, actually doing it. This a dream I've had for several years, and something that is very important to me. Music and artwork are the reason I'm still alive.

Maybe by the time I'm 27 I'll be able to get my ass in gear....Unfortunately thats the age rock stars are supposed to die.....and goddamnit...people might not know it yet....but I am a motherfucking rock star.

Bitches.





BTW....My girlie's set went up today and it looks sooooo damn nice! One hell of a sexy kitty....