micajah

I've had a lovely cold for the last couple of days. I hate summer colds. The heat of south texas really makes you feel disgusting.

Had my first practice with the new band mates on Monday. Things went really well. I think everything will work out. Most likely for the better.

I saw Jack Ketchum's "The Girl Next Door" last night. Such a disturbing movie. Probably one of the most disturbing movies I've ever seen. And even though the acting was horrible, I highly recommend this movie.

Because the movie deals with a crazy parent, I immediately thought of my ex. I was going to call her to see how she was doing, but I purposely erased her number so I wouldn't call her. Which is a little ridiculous.

The National Treasure movies are like a cross between Indiana Jones, Mission Impossible, and The Goonies.

Our cities newspaper is doing a piece on the sexiest people in local music. I was told that I will be one of the males in this piece. Maybe I should smile so they can see my big ol' cracked tooth. Ha!

Hmmmm. Lets see. What else?

I'm really cracking down on my "In case shit hits the fan" preparations. I almost have all the basics that I need.
About six more months and I should have everything.
It's weird because the more I think about this, the less it has to do with my survival. I want to help people survive and protect them.