Yargh, the big green monster is always willing to take you into his big, dank leafy arms at a moment's notice.

do think I haz a monkey on muh back nao? Maybe I am hooked on the doap!

Hermiting.



She's doing it wrong.

Quarantine her all bubonic style.

Also, i might have just told someone i would sing for their punk band.

I actually don't know exactly how that happened, but i am going to chalk it up to the fact that my body feels like it is trying to escape my body at the moment.

I am totally not shoveling snow today. Which means that i will probably die shoveling snow tomorrow.

For whatever reason, at the moment am not entirely opposed to the concept.

Postscript:

Fucking Exactly.

Finished dead space 2. Holy fuck it is good.
Its also beastly hard. On normal.
There are 2 more normal difficulty settings above this.

After completing it you unlock hardcore, which is the same as the hardest regular setting except then when you die you resume from the last save. You only get to save three times. Not per chapter, oh no. three times in the whole game.

We... auditioned? Interviewed? A potential tech at rehearsal today. He has his own sound company and wants to work with someone who isn't an ambitionless cover band, and has seen us live. He knows his shit gear-wise. His main console is one of the big Presonus StudioLive deals, so he's got a cooler digital board than we do. And is used to the in-ear monitor thing. He gets the DMX lighting and the projection thing, too, which... is what we want from a tech. He also works as a stagehand and has a commercial driver's license and a truck with a trailer for moving all this shit. We have another potential candidate coming down next Tuesday, but this guy seems good so far.

Wrote another song, booked another show, yadda yadda.

I was contacted by someone from a local arts organization today; I presumed it's because I've done work for them in a professional capacity in the past.

Apparently someone with the same or a similar name was part of their youth media whatnot and made a video they would like to use part of in a public television bit about their organization. That would not be me as I am some years removed from being able to participate in the aforementioned program. I did, however, used to make prints for their gallery.

Go figure.

Unless you're Todge. Then, all hope is lost.

Fucking hell, snow happens every year. STFU

I've decided I need to improve my riff vocabulary. To do this I am learning a load of Every Time I Die songs, starting with We'rewolf



We've actually had some alright stuff recently.

icestorm.





yeah great.

Got a text message at like 6 am this morning from my schools emergency message system. Got real excited thinking it was another 'campus is closed' text like I got last week. They sent out reminders that campus IS open today and operating under regular hours. Looked outside this morning and it's just rain. No snow at all.

I hate having class at 8 am.

And now to wait on the 10 am class.

Fuck, I should do the same..
I wish I knew the chords/rhythms/melodic ideas they use so I could bastardize them for my own purposes..

Did whip-its last night after smoking a couple of bowls.
Holy shit.
I have never been even relatively close to that high in my entire life.
As soon as the nitrous hit me (I did 1 balloon the first time, 2 the second, 3 the third time and fourth time) my hearing turned to rapidly oscillating musical vibrations for about 20 seconds.
All while this is going on I am somehow capable of getting pretty articulate, though slow bits of information out of my mouth.

[Numb Tongue Voice]

"I have no idea how I am capable of talking right now, I am quite literally beating down a barrier of retardation just to get words out".

[/Numb Tongue Voice]

I'll see if I can't get some live recordings of my metal band tonight. I know you dirtbag heshers here like the metal.

Yargh, we like the metal.