So, blog time. Cybil's doing tattoos, she's on her grind. Gidgette's doing school and all sorts of stuff...go girls, go.
Me? Let's see, tonight's 7 in a row. I'm feeling good, physically and mentally. I actually even got to exercise today. yay me. Planning for my 6 days off. To do list : play with my daughter. hang out with my mom. see my dad. go hiking. get wings and play the slots, and weather allowing, hit the driving range. I daresay that's the list for social. I also want to workout. and I NEED to workout on my music. I was hoping to be passing out cd's by now. I don't even think I have anything complete worthy of a demo right now. and what am I doing? Checking out hot girls. Cockstrong, that's all I gotta say. It gets me thru my spans of work, cuz running around for 12 hours gets to you after a bit. I mean, you can get by on 2 or 3 hours of sleep a day or 2, but after that, you're physically beat. Then you ask your sup if you can leave, cuz hey, we got enough people right? Then he says hey, you were told if you needed days off you were supposed to ask in advance. Then you say hey if I knew I couldn't sleep in advance I woulda asked for the night off. Then they make you stay anyways. Then your manager repeats said lecture. Then you say FINE, I will start chuggin NyQuil to sleep, and poppin uppers to wake up, and since I'm living the rockstar lifestyle, I may as well go on tour, then you're screwed cuz you're down one guy. Then he walks away. Rather inconclusive I must say
I should explore other music, like MIA and Erykah Badu, but I've been stuck on Styles of Beyond and DMX...
There's certain relationship dynamics I feel I may never see again. Barring a divorce, of course. I'm pretty sure I miss them, but I don't know I'd trade for my marriage where it's at right now. I think things are well. We're going on 8 years in June. Goddam. I'm getting old.
If I never hit it big, I think I lack a backup plan. I don't like the thought of being at my job in 5 years. People don't accomplish big without sacrifice or risk. If I know I would have the right support, I'd go with risk. I'd quit my job. I don't want to have to work and grind and sacrifice time with my daughter. I mean if it pays off, it would be tenfold better, but if not...
That's enough for today, so we'll just end it on a, blah...peace out crackahs.
Me? Let's see, tonight's 7 in a row. I'm feeling good, physically and mentally. I actually even got to exercise today. yay me. Planning for my 6 days off. To do list : play with my daughter. hang out with my mom. see my dad. go hiking. get wings and play the slots, and weather allowing, hit the driving range. I daresay that's the list for social. I also want to workout. and I NEED to workout on my music. I was hoping to be passing out cd's by now. I don't even think I have anything complete worthy of a demo right now. and what am I doing? Checking out hot girls. Cockstrong, that's all I gotta say. It gets me thru my spans of work, cuz running around for 12 hours gets to you after a bit. I mean, you can get by on 2 or 3 hours of sleep a day or 2, but after that, you're physically beat. Then you ask your sup if you can leave, cuz hey, we got enough people right? Then he says hey, you were told if you needed days off you were supposed to ask in advance. Then you say hey if I knew I couldn't sleep in advance I woulda asked for the night off. Then they make you stay anyways. Then your manager repeats said lecture. Then you say FINE, I will start chuggin NyQuil to sleep, and poppin uppers to wake up, and since I'm living the rockstar lifestyle, I may as well go on tour, then you're screwed cuz you're down one guy. Then he walks away. Rather inconclusive I must say
I should explore other music, like MIA and Erykah Badu, but I've been stuck on Styles of Beyond and DMX...
There's certain relationship dynamics I feel I may never see again. Barring a divorce, of course. I'm pretty sure I miss them, but I don't know I'd trade for my marriage where it's at right now. I think things are well. We're going on 8 years in June. Goddam. I'm getting old.
If I never hit it big, I think I lack a backup plan. I don't like the thought of being at my job in 5 years. People don't accomplish big without sacrifice or risk. If I know I would have the right support, I'd go with risk. I'd quit my job. I don't want to have to work and grind and sacrifice time with my daughter. I mean if it pays off, it would be tenfold better, but if not...
That's enough for today, so we'll just end it on a, blah...peace out crackahs.
vivid:
Thank you so much~