The girl is in Florida, and I am in cold ass Michigan.
Things have been good and bad lately.
I found out yesterday that my cousin was shot and killed while at work on Wednesday. His wife was in Florida when it happened, and his two sons were at his brother's house. I can't say that we were close by any means, but he was one of the first one of my older cousins that didn't treat me like I was a pain in the ass kid. His funeral is on Monday.
We've decided on our honeymoon finally. We're going to Vegas. Honestly, I'd prefer if we didn't fly anywhere, since it's #1 on my list of fears, but I should be okay. I figure, if anything, I can get some valium from the doctor, and knock myself out before the flight.
I've sold a bunch of gear lately. So far I've made over a grand, and if all goes well, I'll have another $500 by the end of next week. I'm by no means, 'quitting' playing music, that's the last thing I would ever do. It's just that, I can't justify having a storage closet full of gear, and gear all strewn about the apartment, when I'm no longer in a touring band. Yeah, I want to have a studio in my house some day, but as it is, I still have more than enough stuff to fill a studio.
Our dishwasher broke two days ago, so I'm currently sitting here, waiting for maintenance to show up and fix the damn thing. I took the day off of work, so they better get here soon. I just don't wanna sit here for 8 fucking hours, waiting around, wasting my entire day. I mean, if I'm taking a day off, it's gonna be spent doing shit, not sitting on the internet.
Word. I hope all is well with everyone in Suicide Girl Land.
Things have been good and bad lately.
I found out yesterday that my cousin was shot and killed while at work on Wednesday. His wife was in Florida when it happened, and his two sons were at his brother's house. I can't say that we were close by any means, but he was one of the first one of my older cousins that didn't treat me like I was a pain in the ass kid. His funeral is on Monday.
We've decided on our honeymoon finally. We're going to Vegas. Honestly, I'd prefer if we didn't fly anywhere, since it's #1 on my list of fears, but I should be okay. I figure, if anything, I can get some valium from the doctor, and knock myself out before the flight.
I've sold a bunch of gear lately. So far I've made over a grand, and if all goes well, I'll have another $500 by the end of next week. I'm by no means, 'quitting' playing music, that's the last thing I would ever do. It's just that, I can't justify having a storage closet full of gear, and gear all strewn about the apartment, when I'm no longer in a touring band. Yeah, I want to have a studio in my house some day, but as it is, I still have more than enough stuff to fill a studio.
Our dishwasher broke two days ago, so I'm currently sitting here, waiting for maintenance to show up and fix the damn thing. I took the day off of work, so they better get here soon. I just don't wanna sit here for 8 fucking hours, waiting around, wasting my entire day. I mean, if I'm taking a day off, it's gonna be spent doing shit, not sitting on the internet.
Word. I hope all is well with everyone in Suicide Girl Land.
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