tonight i ( Read more... )

i have a busted knuckle from a misplaced hi hat. i kinda like how it looks. it spattered all over my snare head. and all over my middle finger. that's my favorite part. i don't know why. i don't especially like blood. i have especially liked my handwriting with the chisel tip marker, though ( Read more... )

my eyes seems to be working about 90% of the time now. or the contact, rather. my ear, on the other hand, is now completely blocked. last night i was thinking how it might be an adaptation. the only real stress my ears get anymore is in the car. i protect myself at shows and never play drums without headphones or ear plugs. but recently i've ( Read more... )

the following is a lecture-demonstration done if front of the staff of a psychiatric hospital with a social service worker with a degree in psychiatric social work. she had never seen hypnosis demonstrated. s simple direct eye fixation and a lifting of her right hand served to induce a somnambulistic trance within one-half minute.( Immediately the following series of questions was asked and answered )

( half of my head is funny. )

how would you like it if i shaved myself and sang songs about pants and microwaves?

so my mood finally sputtered... playing drums wore me down a bit. and then deciding against eating much of a lunch or dinner probably didn't help. but then just before sleep i got into an intense philosophical conversation... nothing too special or novel, but it's been a while. funny how i've given up on those. both due to my own inablity to ( Read more... )

so indie rock is kinda nice. i wish i knew what it was, though. still wishing i knew what i wanted. on those rare occasions that i feel resourceful, i lack direction. at least i have a whole ton of projects on my hands. lots of reading i want to get done. lots of drumming. lots of thinking. lots of writing ( Read more... )

this day was shaping up nicely. confused about a girl. feeling like quitting drums. behind on all sorts of stuff. get to work, and apparently fucked up all sorts of stuff yesterday. people upset with my friend's bird, and i feel responsible, for some reason. forgot to put the timer on, so we're behind. between me and one of the drivers we ( Read more... )

i was well on my way to getting to sleep at a reasonable 1am. good considering the show i went to and the time spent bumbling around in the shop , 1 would be good. i get to the house... i see leif's car up front... i remember the keys sitting on the table at work... i remember leif handing them to me with the instructions that i remove food from ( Read more... )