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Much love to you mattycakes. Sounds like shit really sucks right now, but keep on thinking how sweet your dog is and how cute your girl is and how far you've come.
Two years sober is a long time dude, and if you can go that long you can go forever.

I lost a full bag of tobacco yesterday because I'm a moron.

IEatCats wrote:I lost a full bag of tobacco yesterday because I'm a moron.

OR, because your gremlins love you and want you not to die of lung cancer or worse, face cancer where your gums teeth and bones disintegrate and your face-flesh falls in on you and you suffocate in your bed, choking on your own face. It sounds like a worst-case scenario, but I know 2 people who have died from just that situation. Roll-your-owns are the WORST.

ryan summit wrote:and my friends called from out west
theyve got a little enterprise goin out there

Yeah, and he looks like shit right now, kinda like that one Nazi in Raiders Of the Lost Ark right before his face totally melts off.

those guys do NOT have a good thing going, they have the WORST thing going. Errbody thinks they deserve this, they deserve that, well all we deserve is to live and breathe and not starve to death. Everything else is gravy. Once we start feeling entitled, start thinking about how the world never gave us a fair shake and how we gotta take it for ourselves, right there is the road to corruption. People who think like that either become capitalist exploiters, or self-destructors. So these guys out there may be having a brief moment of commercial success, but not only is it at the expense of a bunch of other miserable people, it's also eating away at them and they are NOT gonna survive if they keep it up. Those boys are not cool.

you know what they got
its the only thing i dont have
and of course dont need or want
i got everything i could ever want in life
just never dealt with this much stress
he does look awful
what sucks is its the healthiest hes looked since were 13
but yeah he looks like ghost of the beastie boy holocaust
the only night it all goes away is jam night
maybe we do need that extra day
i miss the hangrr

started packing stuff up in earnest today...filled up the camping fun cooler with electronic gear, threw away 200 CD-Rs of random bootlegs that i have on my hard drives, and started sorting out the cartons of miscellaneous papers i need to cull and shred. so far i've eliminated two boxes of stuff, so at least i'll have enough room in the truck to fit the additional cheap equipment i managed to acquire while living off my IRA money. it makes me sad, because this whole sojourn in Chicago has been a fail of epic proportions and here i am packing up again. Lulu, my cat, can tell something's up...she's spending even more time than usual following me around and sitting in my lap. my greatest fear is that i'll wind up utterly homeless and lose her. i really should be trying to sell guitars, but it seems from looking at b/s/t that selling instruments these days is like peddling sand in Egypt. and i still ain't got no pot, because i don't know any suppliers here and am far too paranoid to buy shit on the streets. i'm going back to sleep, where i'll worry less.

I've been feeling super weird lately.

ever since the anniversary, the relationship is going downhill the last 2 weeks have been super weird/full of fights/asexual

I have no musical inspiration right now. Whenever I pick up my guitar, I just end up playing a lot of noodley bs

i just watched a crappy demo
and it remedied this^
watching the dudes hands move
i was like hey wait dont go there
how bout tryin a diferent delay setting?
that always helps me out of a rut
or i can send you nekkid pics of my heiny
and keep sending closer ups until you have a brakthrough

hollowhero wrote:I have no musical inspiration right now. Whenever I pick up my guitar, I just end up playing a lot of noodley bs

Yeah, pretty much.
Whenever my friend wants to jam, I totally blank out. Any inspiration/motivation/emotion just drains away. It's the pain of playing with someone who's crazy good at music theory and isn't down with noisy jams or getting weird/stupid on a whim.
"What do you want to play?"

I dunno...it's too awkward and structured, kills my creativity and makes me feel impotent. And playing at apartment volume sucks.
I don't think I'm cut out to play with people outside of a specific group. I appreciate ILF more and more every day, you're the only people I can relate with

Also related, the GK MB115 suuuuuuuuucks. Gets driven to bad bad distortion from the slightest boost above normal pickup output and dirt sounds like shiiiiit through it no matter what the amp's set to.

I really want to eat some popcorn right now, but I can't. My teeth are too terrible

im just full of awesome advice today


made jiffy pop on the stove the other night
put it in two bowls
melted butter put it on both
but some sugar on one for ghetto kettle corn
cause wasnt sure it would turn out alright
which one gets spilled all over kitchen?
dammit
swept it right in the fuckin bowl
some came out connected together with long hair
like that xmas tree shit

ryan summit wrote:or i can send you nekkid pics of my heiny
and keep sending closer ups until you have a brakthrough

That would certainly get me motivated in a hurry

Achtane wrote:
Yeah, pretty much.
Whenever my friend wants to jam, I totally blank out. Any inspiration/motivation/emotion just drains away. It's the pain of playing with someone who's crazy good at music theory and isn't down with noisy jams or getting weird/stupid on a whim.
"What do you want to play?"

I dunno...it's too awkward and structured, kills my creativity and makes me feel impotent. And playing at apartment volume sucks.
I don't think I'm cut out to play with people outside of a specific group. I appreciate ILF more and more every day, you're the only people I can relate with

Right now, I just wish I could find a happy medium between theory and atonal noise. Everything I'm playing either sounds like I'm just running through scales or a terrible version of dillinger escape plan...just can't find that middle ground at the moment.

I can relate to playing with people that just sap you of your creativity. It would be awesome if we all lived in a giant ILF apartment building...jam as loud and long as we want to. And there'd always be cool bros to hang outh or have noise/drone sessions with.

yeah the ILF BEACH HOUSE

i swear to God if i don't get out of here soon i'm going to explode. my cousin was SUCH A DICK today that his gf and i BOTH walked out of the room on him for (separate!) naps. just fucking unbelievable. i can't comprehend how someone 50 years old can be such a self-absorbed little brat. he was literally blasting metal at painful levels because nobody was giving him any attention as if he was 12 and pissed off at his mom and dad. i'm not even going to go into every annoying thing he pulled today because (more fun alert!) i sliced the index finger of my right hand open while trying to get a pickup cover off and i have to type with middle finger and thumb. suffice it to say that i've had my fill. i'm tempted to cancel my job interview on Wednesday because if they hire me i'll wind up staying here, but i'd be a fool to pass up a chance for some $20/hour work. so for the moment i'm waiting for my meds to kick in, trying to keep from bending my index finger, and comforting myself by admiring my wonderful kitty. i really need for this to be over with.