I'm not artistic or talented enough to make it as a musician, I lack the ambition to do much of anything with my life, except for the fact that I won't be satisfied until I become someone. I am an self-proclaimed oxymoron. My thoughts are becoming more and more incoherent and I become less and less motivated to record and analyze my own thought processes. I'm becoming more & more disorganized. I hardly spend any time doing what I used to be doing, and my whole life can be summarized in one word right now: scattered. I know that I'm too chicken to kill myself but that doesn't stop me from having my fantasies.
I've found a lot of enjoyment out of music lately: even more than usual, I guess you could consider it a spike. I've been ripping a lot of my music, organizing my MP3s, organizing my MP3 player, editing my MP3s, just blah blah blah busy music work that I'm loving doing. I've become so bored lately. All I do is listen to music, play WoW, hang out with Danny, work, and that's about it.
I cut my eye. The technical term was that I have a "surface abrasion on my cornea" which I received by trying to take out a contact from my eye that was actually already out. Today is the last day I have to put medication in my eye. Tomorrow I have an appointment to have an eye exam and to get new glasses. Hopefully I'll have my contacts back within a week. It just means that I'll have to spend the money I was going to spend on the band's 7" on contacts instead and delay the release. We haven't even started recording yet, so I guess we're still fine.
I got a bunch of new CDs, and I've been really digging Toxic Narcotic, Ten Yard Fight, Wide Awake, Assuck, Born/Dead, as well as Behind Enemy Lines... Good stuff.
I've found a lot of enjoyment out of music lately: even more than usual, I guess you could consider it a spike. I've been ripping a lot of my music, organizing my MP3s, organizing my MP3 player, editing my MP3s, just blah blah blah busy music work that I'm loving doing. I've become so bored lately. All I do is listen to music, play WoW, hang out with Danny, work, and that's about it.
I cut my eye. The technical term was that I have a "surface abrasion on my cornea" which I received by trying to take out a contact from my eye that was actually already out. Today is the last day I have to put medication in my eye. Tomorrow I have an appointment to have an eye exam and to get new glasses. Hopefully I'll have my contacts back within a week. It just means that I'll have to spend the money I was going to spend on the band's 7" on contacts instead and delay the release. We haven't even started recording yet, so I guess we're still fine.
I got a bunch of new CDs, and I've been really digging Toxic Narcotic, Ten Yard Fight, Wide Awake, Assuck, Born/Dead, as well as Behind Enemy Lines... Good stuff.