Okay, not funny - I know. I'm moving, its boring. A new project starts in two weeks. It has been pushed twice which makes me nervous but that's not particularly unusual - niether the show pushing OR my being nervous. Can't do anything about the former but 5-HTP seems to work for the latter.
Since my last entry a stupid stunt pulled by someone several months ago finally reared its ugly head. I knew it was going to happen, it was only a matter of time, but its unpleasant nonetheless. A hairline fracture at my motherboard's memory expansion slot has rendered my extra memory useless. That means no more laptop music for me until a new lappy is procured. This is no small thing since I was intending on remedying a criticism regarding my last CD, "The Well Tempered Oscillator, Volume One" being too short (it was intended only to be an EP but the label evidently is only releasing full length material). Volume Two was to be worked on while I traveled cross country for two weeks but that is not going to happen now - this doesn't make me happy in the least but what's done is done. It is however particularly irritating since the fates have decided that I shall not drive the trip but instead travel by rail which would be even more conducive to composing than driving. Sigh. Stupid people should be put to sleep. In a perfect world that could simply be shot on sight.
Not much else. So I shall once again send such words I have into the electronic ether.
Since my last entry a stupid stunt pulled by someone several months ago finally reared its ugly head. I knew it was going to happen, it was only a matter of time, but its unpleasant nonetheless. A hairline fracture at my motherboard's memory expansion slot has rendered my extra memory useless. That means no more laptop music for me until a new lappy is procured. This is no small thing since I was intending on remedying a criticism regarding my last CD, "The Well Tempered Oscillator, Volume One" being too short (it was intended only to be an EP but the label evidently is only releasing full length material). Volume Two was to be worked on while I traveled cross country for two weeks but that is not going to happen now - this doesn't make me happy in the least but what's done is done. It is however particularly irritating since the fates have decided that I shall not drive the trip but instead travel by rail which would be even more conducive to composing than driving. Sigh. Stupid people should be put to sleep. In a perfect world that could simply be shot on sight.
Not much else. So I shall once again send such words I have into the electronic ether.