hansel

The second best part about housesitting is the nigh unlimited access to anothers CD collection. This is especially useful when you've brought your powerbook along.

I'm ready for a nice breakfast. But I don't have anyone to eat with. Le sigh.

Yay. Recording a demo in someone else's house is really quite odd. I'm floating from room to room looking for the best sound. It's all pretty much garbage since I'm using the internal audio on my powerbook. But, hell, it's fun this way.

Wow. The last few days have been a blitz. A flurry of fun. Now, I'm housesitting; which is code for hanging out with Victoria. The environment here is so different than my house. Everything has a proper place, I almost miss living with girls.

My head feels whole. But my stomach has had this weird empty feeling.

What an obscene weekend. Gross self-disclosures between father and son were truncated by the presence of women-folk on the father/son fishing extravaganza. No complaints, as the company was typically jovial. The only issues arising the exchange were your basic blue son/red familial concerns. Topics included: immigration, gay marriage and the media. I mocked their use of the phrase "liberal media," and countered assertions that Tim...
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Ah, yes. The day is over. The weekend has arrived. I don't have to be back to work until Wednesday. One last night in town, then four at the beach. Le sigh.

Petra was a martyr; her timid voice like a stone, round, worn and laden with the most beautiful heaviness, perfectly smooth to the touch, but never soft. Long ago shed embraced it, deep in the caverns of herself. She cherished it most (over all things), touched its center: a rich and creamy texture just beyond the mantle of thought and expression. Petra couldnt help but...
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*slides sign to open*

Drats. Overslept.. Again!

Off to the park for some sun ane harry potter. Join me if you like. 20th and Belmont.

Update

Back. I've never considered myself a summer person. It dawned on me today as to why: I never leave the house in summer. It's nice, under a tree with a book.

My sister might be moving to Bend.. Realistic driving distance.

update

New "song" on myspace. Or right-click save-as