On Friday, I went to the rockinest bachelorette party. We went to a gay bar (GAY-bar gay-bar!). It was great. The club was fantastic. The bartenders made great drinks. Hot guys danced on the bar and did striptease. I swear to god, one guy had enough willie for like four girls. We were all like "whoah". One dancer tried to follow me home...it was great. He was like "I'm not gay, this is just a job". He was a GREAT dancer. Like doing tricks that were insane! All of the guys were all over the money - and they will let you go "where no woman has gone before" (well, I doubt that's true). I drank so much I think they ran out of vodka. I was a horribly bad influence on every one of the girls with me. I got them all stupid drunk. The bill was insane. But what a great time.
Then on Saturday I peeled myself up off the bed and got a manicure/pedicure for the wedding. Heh.
Sunday, I was in the wedding. The funny thing was that I was walking with a groomsman that I used to have a smokin-hot friends with benefits going on with a few years ago. He is married, and his wife totally approved...haha. So that was internally funny. Of course my fiance' didn't know and I didn't say anything. We had a great time, and I caught the bouquet, which I found amusing, since I already know I am getting married.
The rest of this week has been a bit of a mess. I have been way sick. My fiance' incorporated our "joint" company without my name on the paperwork, after insisting that I was part of it because I helped form it. That burnt me something fierce. I don't even want to be on it now. As it is he psuedo-fired me 4 months ago and I had to get a day job outside the house...then hired 2 other guys to do what I did. He also still has not taken care of his previous legal issues...after me knowing about it for a year, and the situation existing for maybe four years. So emotionally I am a bit of a mess.
We are hiring a producer. The album is going to cost $30K to produce, then we have to press and do marketing/distribution, etc. Quite an undertaking, but it is my life's work.
What's going on with everyone else??
Then on Saturday I peeled myself up off the bed and got a manicure/pedicure for the wedding. Heh.
Sunday, I was in the wedding. The funny thing was that I was walking with a groomsman that I used to have a smokin-hot friends with benefits going on with a few years ago. He is married, and his wife totally approved...haha. So that was internally funny. Of course my fiance' didn't know and I didn't say anything. We had a great time, and I caught the bouquet, which I found amusing, since I already know I am getting married.
The rest of this week has been a bit of a mess. I have been way sick. My fiance' incorporated our "joint" company without my name on the paperwork, after insisting that I was part of it because I helped form it. That burnt me something fierce. I don't even want to be on it now. As it is he psuedo-fired me 4 months ago and I had to get a day job outside the house...then hired 2 other guys to do what I did. He also still has not taken care of his previous legal issues...after me knowing about it for a year, and the situation existing for maybe four years. So emotionally I am a bit of a mess.
We are hiring a producer. The album is going to cost $30K to produce, then we have to press and do marketing/distribution, etc. Quite an undertaking, but it is my life's work.
What's going on with everyone else??
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so #1 question, how's the pipes? as someone who's always played an instrument (though working on the vocal side of things), I've been lucky.. if a guitar or bass died, I could replace it.. the pipes are another matter!
the organ.. oh holy crap, I'm in love. I found a joint that sold manuals for organs, and they had the service manual
as well as the owners manual. $33 bucks later, I had 'em both. The S-M let me know how to open the top up, and
I've been cleaning rodent poops and roach corpses out of it since. Found a ton of severed (rat chewed?) key
lines that I need to repair... but just shop-vacc'ing the thing has improved it's condition.. I have found that it was
build on nov 5 1970, so I'm scraping 35+ years of dust outta it.. I just popped it back together (figure I'm done w/ it for the night), and it's so much healthier sounding. Might try servicing the Leslie tremolo .. but it seems sound so far.. only desires I have is maybe making the Leslie more modular (aka make an input + output jack so I can rock a guitar input through it), and add a 1/4" output jack on the organ as a whole so I can run it into the marshall halfstack sitting in my kitchen (about 15 ft from the organ in the living room).......
wheeee!
I was the one with her who supported her in all her issues. I basically had no life of my own, as all my time and energy went to taking care of her, but she had no real interest in taking care of herself. Being married stopped being about a relationship, and was just a dependancy. I still stuck in there and did what I could. I lost all my savings buying her meds when I changed jobs and had no insurance for 3 months... Thousands of $$ worth of prescriptions that people who really need could never afford on their own. The infidelity always felt like a combo stab in the back/slap in the face, and at some point, I'd had enough. I wish her the best, but realistically know she'll never do what she needs to, to ever get control. I keep her on my insurance to basically keep my conscience clean. That sounds crappy, I know, but I'm spent mentally. Financially I can still do something.
Good luck with the album! Hope it all goes quickly from here.