audiophyle

what an interesting bunch of days///
still not remembering what happened on friday///fast forward motion/// still lookin' for a job dealing with video editiing and camera work.. the market is pretty dry right now for these things, but so far as now, there's a little production co that is taking me on my second job next friday at a hospital in new jersey= i really don't know what i'm getting mixed up in... they said i have to meet up tomorrow to get a TB shot and it has to be within a year's time having it. (well, let me tell you that a year + one month ago this very day i smashed my little pinky due to: 1. working at 7am with 1/4 brain function 2. helping someone put this heavy-ass teleprompter encased in a 50lb roadcase into the back of the vehicle, and when it began to slip out of the other guy's grasp, i really should've let the roadcase do it's job and not my finger and the car bumper....) so, all in all, i gotta meet the peeps at the hospital tomorrow to get this fucking shot that i know is good for 5 years= i fucking hate shots!!( not all shots i hate, though)!! = hospital policy states____-but what about my motherfucking policies?????= $$$$ for the hospital from us before even stepping foot in there to film them... what are they hiding?????lucha:

then saturday came: a party in a friend's basement= the humorist, heisse " what is the deal " with rap time=i'm a motherfuckin' shark!!! and ymdjs/// everyone at the party had some type of 40oz in hand and girls were crying because of misplaced cups.... a place where the game "bite the bag" is played and the place where a piece of the wall with the thermostat broke off due to the vibrations of someone coming down the steps from the 2nd floor-
then i go home, smoke some pipeweed and puke every hour on the hour with this bitter chill inside my very bones wondering if the ice cream bar and blueberry yougurt was a good idea before drinking (2) 22oz premiums.... ...

(i slept all day sunday :blackeyed

monday is workie workie and i drive the best drive ever, until i get to northeast philadelphia at least howard stern is on. i worked on my video resume... i don't want to put people to sleep, so i think i'm going to include loud noises....and epileptic images....

ahhh...tuesday.....
i found the guitar amp head of my dreams!!!! so far all i had was a quarter/stack, not a half/stack. i have a hughes and kettner 4x12 cab now and a ...traynor mark 3 for $350. it sounded better for the pocketbook than the amp head i had stashed on lay-a-way for $900. i didn't know too much about traynor, but now that i've done some reasearch... this thing was built sometime between 1971- 1979 and it's proto-type was tested by being thrown off of a 2-story buliding, replacing the tubes and seeing if it worked, and it did..... this thing is a fucking TANK!!! take a lickin' keep on tickin''' what a gem...what a gem......and to think....the only reason i went to the music store was because it was right across the street from the coffee shop and the only reason that i played it was because it was the only other head in the store beside a marshall, which i didn't want, and a mesa boogie, that i was leaning toward, but had been sold 2 hours earlier that day and the only reason i bought it was because i got some money for the holidaze.... i gues it all works out somehow if you just go after what kind of life you truly desire... i want to be a broke-ass musician and that i will be
arrr:
and tomorrow...

oh....TB... i don't want something i can't even spell...
oh...TB... sorry i have to feel your 5-edge prick again so soon,
oh....TB... interrupt my day of looking for jobs at work

i fucking love this life

i'm poor as dirt

income tax return coming... maybe a new tattoo......................... : :