Sunday, January 23, 2005

Sing For Freedom
It's 3:48 in the morning here. I just got off the phone with Pixie. We've been talking for about 4 hours now. We were talking about dreams that we have of each other and a bunch of other randomness. I dreamed she threw a snowball at me and she dreamed she fell asleep in my arms as I hugged her. Two very possible dreams that can come true in the near future. Heh. By 2:00 am we started to become very kooky with our conversation. Just blurting out stuff from out of the blue. We also started singing to each other but it wasn't very consistant because we were laughing. *sigh* She's so cute. She was so sleepy but she didn't want to hang up. I didn't want to hang up either. I told her I had to wake up early so she would hang up because she doesn't get enough sleep. It worked so she should now be dreaming away all snuggly in her bed. Silly Pixie.

I wanna make a quick apology to Red, Evil and Beck. I was supposed to be chatting with them while on the phone with Pixie but it wasn't that easy. I'm sure you understand. (Call me ENIN by the way, not the other name. That's only for Pixie to call me)

I still haven't continued my flower bouquet for her. I seriously gotta get going with that. I will eventually.

Friday night I had another good ol' jam session with the band boys. I was supposed to meet Mr. Guitarist's teacher but he was doing a gig that night. We jammed anyway. I also brought a guest guitar-player who is my cousin. We initiated him for shits & giggles. During one of our breaks, we duct taped his legs and hands and forced him to sing Kareoke Revolution 2. "Sing for your freedom!" we shouted. The rule was he was to get gold or higher on Hard difficulty or we were going to duct tape him more and leave him there. The bugger got Platinum with "I Will Survive". We released his feet. Only so that he would play DDR so that he can free his hands. And once again, the bugger passed the test.

We're progressing quite nicely with playing "Hit in the USA" by Beat Crusaders. It's a real tedious job for Mr. Bassist to figure out the bass tabs for it. We'll perfect the song eventually. It's sounding pretty wicked with drums and guitar so far.

We're also doing very well with The Incredible Singing Robot song, Haruka Kanata from Naruto and a few songs from The Pillows and Orange Range. We sound so much better with two guitars. My cousin isn't necessarily in the band. He's just a vistor with disposable talent. For the first hour we played, Mr. Guitarist and the guest weren't tuned properly so we sounded like garbage. I pointed this out and threw cans at them. It's common sense, man!

My arms hurt so freakin' much. I had to lug my drums from my room downstairs, downstairs to my van, my van to my friends first floor, first floor to the basement. THEN, I had to do the reverse when we finished. Argh! I think my arms are dying. Oh, that's not all. I also had to lug this thousand pound box of clay from the art store to my house as an added bonus. I assaulted my friend for saying "You should buy a wagon." What good is a wagon under 3 feet of snow!?

Speaking of which, it's snowing like crazy here. I look outside and it looks like we're knee-deep (or worse) in snow. It's so beautiful though. Damnit, I have to go out tomorrow. I swear, if anyone makes me shovel in my condition, they're getting drumsticks to the shin too. I don't care if they're my parents. (Wait, maybe I do.) Argh my arms hurt!

I'm in need of new drumsticks and a good meal. I damaged a few more sticks on friday and haven't eaten much since. My friend's mom complained that we're always over and she doesn't want to spend money feeding us all the time. I usually bring food but this time I didn't have the chance to buy any. So we starved that night. I could go on bitching about stuff but...

...I'm gonna crash now. Cheers.

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