superflea

I do so love shopping for clothes. I'm neither particularly stylish nor inventive, but every time I give Old Navy a couple of hundred bucks, I usually wander out feeling pretty happy with the exchange. I also stopped off at the little skater's shop (West 49 or something) that I'm worried I may be too old to shop at, but they had one of the spiky belts that I wanted and that made me happy.

I've got to go back, because I bought a belt that I don't like as much as I thought I did, and one of the shirts I bought has a hole in it, but it's not like I had any big plans for tomorrow anyways.

I look very rawk n' roll right now. Far moreso, in fact, than all the years I spent in actual rock bands, doing the actual rocking. Back then, I just looked like an English major with a Les Paul.

I'm gonna marry missbunnie when I grow up. Because she's awesome.

My new musical fascination is this group called either Freeland, Free Land, or Free*land, depending on where you look. They did a track called "Big Wednesday" that you can find on the soundtrack to the Animatrix and it absolutely rocks.

My home studio is perfectly set up to compose and record electronic music - but I've never really tried. I'm a rock guy. Maybe I should have a go.