Ok, I'm long overdue for a new blog post.
Happy New Years and all that jazzzzzz.
I got into a minor car accident last nite on the way to my friends' house-warming party. I didn't make it. Cuz I didn't brake quick enough. No damage to anyobody or the other driver's car. Sheesh, I've only been driving for 12 weeks. But I'd say I'm done with this shit. The other driver is gonna call to make a police report/claim tomorrow morning. I'm not looking forward to getting a phone call from him. I feel like I'm being told on. Cuz there's nothing wrong with his car or him, or else we would've driven to the precinct to make a report right away or been swept off to the hospital. Who knows if he'll turn around and lie and say something different tomorrow.
So, I turned around and went back home. Off to the punk show. At this place that let us stop doing punk shows. (Somehow someone persuaded them that this was a benefit show for our friend who just came back from Iraq and had "a bad case of post-traumatic stress".) It felt like home. It seriously saved me from killing myself. I saw a bunch of kids I haven't seen in ages, cuz there's no clubs, halls, bars, etc. in Lake County anymore that'll allow punk/metal bands to play.
I handed out flyers to my first solo show this coming Friday! It felt soooo good to hand out flyers for a show that I'm playing. It's been ages.
Alas, I am coming down with the flu...I haven't been sick with a flu or cold or cough in almost a year. So, fuck.
Happy New Years and all that jazzzzzz.
I got into a minor car accident last nite on the way to my friends' house-warming party. I didn't make it. Cuz I didn't brake quick enough. No damage to anyobody or the other driver's car. Sheesh, I've only been driving for 12 weeks. But I'd say I'm done with this shit. The other driver is gonna call to make a police report/claim tomorrow morning. I'm not looking forward to getting a phone call from him. I feel like I'm being told on. Cuz there's nothing wrong with his car or him, or else we would've driven to the precinct to make a report right away or been swept off to the hospital. Who knows if he'll turn around and lie and say something different tomorrow.
So, I turned around and went back home. Off to the punk show. At this place that let us stop doing punk shows. (Somehow someone persuaded them that this was a benefit show for our friend who just came back from Iraq and had "a bad case of post-traumatic stress".) It felt like home. It seriously saved me from killing myself. I saw a bunch of kids I haven't seen in ages, cuz there's no clubs, halls, bars, etc. in Lake County anymore that'll allow punk/metal bands to play.
I handed out flyers to my first solo show this coming Friday! It felt soooo good to hand out flyers for a show that I'm playing. It's been ages.
Alas, I am coming down with the flu...I haven't been sick with a flu or cold or cough in almost a year. So, fuck.
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twztdchik:
break a leg with the solo show...or whatever it is you say to wish the best to performers =)
gayballs:
that's hot. solo show.