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Staying up late to so you'll sleep in to avoid going to a show just because you *might* see people that you don't like. I'm a weakling.

I don't think that I want to own my own business any time soon.

Currently taking over my workshop while my Boss is away for the last 2 weeks, doing really well. Even if I kind of feel like crying at the end of each day.

Andrew wrote:I don't think that I want to own my own business any time soon.

It's hard But nice work keeping things in order while your boss was gone. I am sure they appreciate it hugely!

Writing a paper on a poem I really, really don't like. Trying so hard not to be a dickhole.

Still no word from most of the people I emailed. Tele guy said he was shipping, but no update. Nothing from my sister. Nothing from the guy with my Frequency Analyzer. Nothing from the guy building me stuff. Nothing from my ex-wife.

My sister has the remainder of my guitars (Reverend Slingshot Jr. I bought from a hero of mine a decade ago, Mexican Strat, Gretsch BT-2000 I've had since I was 19, Gibson Melody Maker Flying V) and my other amp (Fender Excelsior). On top of that, she has several thousand dollars worth of my Lego collection. My guess is that she decided my Lego collection was hers now, so she doesn't want to talk to me. She has those things because I had a nervous breakdown, got divorced, and lost my house. Super kind of her to store it, less so if she is going to steal it from me. Ironically, I am fine with her keeping the computer I built and even my loose Lego. I need my guitars. I need the Lego sets I traded pedals for. I got those Lego sets to use as therapy and now they aren't available for me.

Tele guy seems genuine, but I have no idea if he shipped or anything.

The guy with my Frequency Analyzer is back in KC. He comments on my Instagram when I post stuff for trade or my board, but he is silent when it comes to sending me my own pedal.

I'm sure the guy building me the custom pedal is just behind, I just hate silence.

My ex-wife is such a sore spot. I sent my son a huge box of monster trucks and clothes for his birthday, but I have no confirmation he got it. No pictures. Nothing.


I know I fucked up, but I am still a person. I thought I deserved basic human kindness.

… and on another note…

Dear, fucking news media,

these are not "jets":



… note the propellers.

Accidentally put my razor in the wrong setting, now I look like a fucking baby.

I'm so sick of assholes knocking my trash cans over to park and blocking my driveway. Shouldn't require a spotter to back out of a driveway and shouldn't have to pickup my trash every friday even though I put it out right at six to minimize the amount of time for them to fuck with it...but the driver doesn't show up for two hours and I can't keep an eye on it every second. I'm going to get one of these assholes one day. Now I have to get two cars towed too because I can't get out. And the neighbors fence blew over onto my wife's car last night, scratched it, and now I can't find the homeowner dude. Had to rebuild the fence just so I could get out, now it is blocked by unknown jerks. LA sucks...everybody is so fucking self-centered and lack any kind of respect. Damn, I am glad I ain't from this dump, haha (sorry to all the good LA people out there for the generalization...I know you exist and I have friends that are good people down here, but damn if it doesn't seem like everyone is a jerk sometimes).

This is the third fence I have temp repaired for them (first one blocked the sidewalk, second fell into my backyard and it was their fence (long stupid story of why it wasn't shared...let's just say there is now a 24" deadspot of no access between the two properties)).

And we are back to no mail until 9pm...

Oh yea, and the grocery store closed by me...took me 45 minutes to get to the next one that is half way decent...it still blows my mind that LA doesn't crumble (I guess I could go to whole foods, but I still got my self-respect haha). Cops had the big street blocked by flairs and were arresting people I guess? Big choppers around too. Then had to U-turn several times to even get there...then had to go way further toward Korea Town to make a u-turn to get back...arrrggg haha.

And now paypal is down...what a weird day

When you realize how insignificant you really are.

I'm getting sick I fucking hate being sick.

At least I'm making curry tomorrow. I'll fucking show this sickness whats up.

Make it extra spicy so your nose gets all good and runny instead of stuffy.

EDIT: creepy crawlies in the bathroom at work and I'm afraid they might try to crawl up my bootyhole. I was just pooping, minding my own business when I look up to see a spider hanging from the ceiling perfectly at eye level like two feet from my face. I mean excuse me!

I have all my shit packed in a truck to move tomorrow. I'm alone and cramming the last bits and pieces into the car.

This is the first time I've felt scared about this move. Ive wanted it for a long time and it's actually happening. I kind of feel inadequate and optimistic at the same time. I don't know how to describe this deeper at the moment, but there's a lot swimming around in my brain.

At least I was able to slide this giant painting I love on top of everything. It did not look like it was going to fit and I was all bummed but it's a bit relieving that I'll have it. I'm looking forward to just staring at it for a while when I get settled tomorrow.

Ramble ramble not much to say. I shouldn't have listened to Godspeed while finishing my packing

Darkness is setting over Norway. Only a few hours of light these days. Always messes with my internal clock. 6:17 am; going to bed.

kbit wrote:I have all my shit packed in a truck to move tomorrow. I'm alone and cramming the last bits and pieces into the car.

This is the first time I've felt scared about this move. Ive wanted it for a long time and it's actually happening. I kind of feel inadequate and optimistic at the same time. I don't know how to describe this deeper at the moment, but there's a lot swimming around in my brain.

At least I was able to slide this giant painting I love on top of everything. It did not look like it was going to fit and I was all bummed but it's a bit relieving that I'll have it. I'm looking forward to just staring at it for a while when I get settled tomorrow.

Ramble ramble not much to say. I shouldn't have listened to Godspeed while finishing my packing

Being nervous about a move and being concerned about a painting sound like a super rad situation. Think of it like the last episode of Frasier. Sure, one beautiful chapter is ending, but there's so much opportunity...

UglyCasanova wrote:Darkness is setting over Norway. Only a few hours of light these days. Always messes with my internal clock. 6:17 am; going to bed.

Dude, the sun is a dick.

Feeling nihilistic.