Hey all, I'm now living in Goshogawara, Aomori Japan!

Not much to say, everything is great. Hope everyone is doing well.

Just thought I'd update to update to mark the occasion. 

So I got worse, then I got better, then I got worse. It's been an eventful week, needless to say ( Read more... )

So I'm pacing around my apartment right now - want to go to bed but don't know where to start. My thoughts are coming in short punctuated bursts - moreso than usual - and I'm trying to convince myself I'm not just finally losing my mind but rather, going through a transition that's needed to happen for months now but for some reason hasn't ( Read more... )

                                                                                            RIP Pep-Pep.

Hey, you guise.

I'm around. Comments are screened - let me know if you want a Chrimbus card or something.

Gonna go back to being an isolated, mopey fuck now.

I'm still around!

Doing pretty terribly, however.

I don't even know how  I feel anymore.

Beeehhhhhhhhhhhh

Mastodon, Between the Buried & Me, and Baroness tomorrow night.

Yes please.

So I've played bass in a hippie's basement for the last 18 out of 48 hours and now I don't want anything to do with it. My fingers don't work now and I'm so fucking frustrated I want to smash the fucking thing and get it over with. You think you're doing well, making progress, figuring out new steps and rhythms and it's gone in an instant. I hate ( Read more... )

so i think i can go the whole weekend and the following week (work included) wearing the same pair of long shorts every day without
-someone calling me out on it
-washing them

but then i go and spill fucking soup on them and jesus christ.