So my sister left to go home to Nebraska today. I'd imagine that I'd finally get some rest and such, but unfortunately I'm starting to record for my friend's masters project at Emerson. Several nights of overdubbing voice for her filmed musical. It should be simple enough, but in that time I also need to write beach boy harmonies for another song that my friend Peter wrote. And then, my buddy Jim just got his recording equipment, so that means in the next two weeks, I'm betting I'll be writing the Latin songs, as well as the experimental death metal stuff. My brain is going from fried, to dead. But I do love it, so I suppose my complaining is myself enjoying listening to me speak.
I'm finally going to be working at my bar again. I haven't worked in nearly 2 months now, and it was great. I love having my weekends open to do whatever I please. But this weekend I'll make some fair money singing and slinging booze.
Not much else on my mind, I just have to learn the song I'm supposed to be recording tonight!
-aaron

I'm finally going to be working at my bar again. I haven't worked in nearly 2 months now, and it was great. I love having my weekends open to do whatever I please. But this weekend I'll make some fair money singing and slinging booze.
Not much else on my mind, I just have to learn the song I'm supposed to be recording tonight!

-aaron
