I'm reading some really interesting books on existentialism...(this is what the average unemployed person does...I swear!)
Well, that, and have mere acquaintances take pictures of their boobies so they can put them on the internet.
I've probably got a while before my pictures go up though...there seems to be a virtual waiting line for new sets.
Hopefully not as bad as the line at the DMV though.
The band van (otherwise known as my van) was repossessed today...I knew it was going to happen, and can't afford it anymore anyway, so it was welcome. It's funny. A year ago, I had three cars...now I have none. Go figure. (And no, the other two did not get repo-ed...other schtuff happened...)
My friend Allen is coming to visit me on Monday. (He's one of the "constants"
) We're going to go eat steak, play beerpong, watch Happy Gilmore, and go bar-hopping. (In Richmond, you don't have to hop all that much...there isn't much variety). I can't wait to see him. I think he's probably the only one of my friends who actually refuses to look at naked pictures of me! And I adore him for that. He doesn't wanna see my boobs anymore than I wanna see his balls. But I love him to death. 
Tonight, I think I'm going to work on adding bass lines to a couple songs I've already recorded on the Roland VS880EX (my favorite toy ever). Of course, I can't play bass, but I can play piano, and my roommate's keyboard has some pretty good bass sounds (it's niccce), so therefore, I can write bass lines. I rule. This solo project thing rocks my world. I never cared much for group work anyway. In about a year, I'll look for musicians who don't mind being bossed around (with of course, a tiny bit of creative input if I like it...maybe
)
Going to be a bum, and not get a job...but I will next week, promise!!!
Well, that, and have mere acquaintances take pictures of their boobies so they can put them on the internet.
I've probably got a while before my pictures go up though...there seems to be a virtual waiting line for new sets.
Hopefully not as bad as the line at the DMV though.
The band van (otherwise known as my van) was repossessed today...I knew it was going to happen, and can't afford it anymore anyway, so it was welcome. It's funny. A year ago, I had three cars...now I have none. Go figure. (And no, the other two did not get repo-ed...other schtuff happened...)
My friend Allen is coming to visit me on Monday. (He's one of the "constants"
) We're going to go eat steak, play beerpong, watch Happy Gilmore, and go bar-hopping. (In Richmond, you don't have to hop all that much...there isn't much variety). I can't wait to see him. I think he's probably the only one of my friends who actually refuses to look at naked pictures of me! And I adore him for that. He doesn't wanna see my boobs anymore than I wanna see his balls. But I love him to death.
Tonight, I think I'm going to work on adding bass lines to a couple songs I've already recorded on the Roland VS880EX (my favorite toy ever). Of course, I can't play bass, but I can play piano, and my roommate's keyboard has some pretty good bass sounds (it's niccce), so therefore, I can write bass lines. I rule. This solo project thing rocks my world. I never cared much for group work anyway. In about a year, I'll look for musicians who don't mind being bossed around (with of course, a tiny bit of creative input if I like it...maybe
)
Going to be a bum, and not get a job...but I will next week, promise!!!
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room100:
Better get a job soon because RVA's so hot in the summer you'll feel totally useless by the time July rolls around. Believe me, I was there last year!
whip:
Jobs are over rated. I haven't had one for months.
