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Tuesday, March 22, 2005


I didn't lie! I said something so I don't have to do something.
I was supposed to go to work yesterday (Tuesday) but my bandboys invted me to jammage so I bailed work for the day. I called in and said some bullshit along the lines of, "Ahh! I'm sorry for the late notice but I can't work today. I have a dental appointment that I completely forgot about and if I cancel, I'll have to pay a fee. Can you find someone to fill in for me? Thanks. Byebye." And they bought it.

Damn I'm good.

So I drove over the Mr. Guitarists house and jammed like there was no tomorrow. We really did a number on our instruments. I broke sticks, Mr. Guitarist broke a couple of strings and Mr. Vocalist kicked over a lamp. Man, it was INTENSE! I've got four blisters on my hand and some missing flesh on my finger from thrashing my ride cymbal with a piece of skin between the stick and metal. I'm obviously tired as hell. My arms are dying.

As requested by alwaysxprecious, here's a pic of my hair:



Okay. I normally don't cover up my face like that but you asked for my hair so there it is. That's the miserable me.

Well, it's 3:38am and I'm supposed to be asleep but I just ate 3 cups of rice and some teriyaki beef. I'd rather not lie down yet because I might die.

So instead, I took some pics of my lightup sticks (as requested by SomeGuy) and my first pair ever.


These are my lightup sticks. The glow red and they look pretty neat set still like that but they look crazy-wicked when I'm banging away at my snare.


This is my first pair of sticks ever. They're a mismatched pair becuase the guy at the music shop just grabbed them. They served me well during that first month (and they're still in one piece!). One day, while bored at work, I took black and green Sharpie permanent markers and created a neat little design on each. I'm never going to use these again because:
1) I fear I might break them
2) The ink at the tips will stain my drum heads.

That's all for today. You have a great one, now.

Cheers.

The sarcastic eccentric dreaming rocker,

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