3:30 am...
why am i still awake?
if you're thinking that maybe it was because i had a long night out drinking or something, you obviously don't know me very well... i'm not the going out type.
what did i do today?
well.. i woke up, stressed about being unmotivated, reorganized my workspace/studio, wrote for awhile, werked on a new beat (played my bass, keybored... Read More
fuck... now that i'm not focusing on other people, my life is stressing me the fuck out...
my mission seems unaccomplishable right now.
i owe the bank $150 in fucking overdraft fees
i have no job
i have no product to sell
i'm losing my mind.
i want to werk on my art. that's it.
i need to go now.
damn....i m kinda in the same boat....except its not the bank i owe....hope it all starts to work out for you soon....well..i hope it starts workin out for me too..hahahaa
bests
i don't know what to say...
i mean, i've just finished unloading quite a heavy burdon, i really have no need to pick it up and drop it once again, as to fill you in.
sorry.
just rest assured knowing that my self-loathing days of extraneously focused obsession are now officially over.
wow, last night was crazy.
i got drunk and went to the sage francis and e&a show. the show itself wasn't very good, but it was very educational... and i registered to vote! yay!
so, i figured out e&a's performance success strategy. got it recorded.
i learned a bit about myself. a lot. i went into little girl mode at one point... it was interesting.... Read More
sorry i've not been so responsive... i'll respnd to you all once my internet at home is werking.
i realized today that i need a job that's going to motivate me... jobs i've considered: being a morgue bitch, sweeping floors and cleaning up strange goopy substances at a mental institution or maybe a hospice center. i want to werk in an environment that is totally... Read More
you made me think of this creepy abandoned asylum up in SF. its big with thrill seekers and bums....really spooky though. went into the carekeepers abandoned house that is adjacent. weired ocult stuff scribbled on the walls and an alter in the basement....i didn't have the balls to go into the asylum