well, the weekend picked up. this has been absolutely nuts. i slept all day today to recover from saturday.



friday night, senor murphy asked to tape us at the climax. i conferred with ross, and his response was, "fuck it, that sounds like fun."



saturday morning, i got up at the ass crack of dawn. i wasn't feeling too peachy because of the "superior no. 12 brand original fnest quality sppin' whiskey". i cleaned vigorously, talked belly dancing with bruce and loaded little manhattan into the truck. i was to meet jessica at 2 at last.



i agonized all morning/early afternoon. what would this weirdness be like? i got coffee, and ross asked me what was up. apparently, i hadn't told him about this "date". i was sweating profusely and looking freaked out. it was totally good to meet at a place so comfortable to me, surrounded with friends. i went to the bathroom with ten minutes to spare to attempt to wash the greasyness off me face. she was waiting for me when i came out.



her friend tessa doesn't like me. i think that she's gay. jessica is as amazing as i thought. we chatted, walked. she kissed me. i got an erection immediately. then, we fucked like wild animals. not really. i was quite startled. i wasn't expecting this from her. i dropped her off at tessa's, and went to band practice.



we worked out a new arrangement of can i take you, went through the set, and proceeded to the venue. ross and i rode together and listened to hell awaits. i hadn't listened to that record for a long long time.

so i'm having a totally rivetting weekend. thusfar:



i cleaned the bathroom

i cleaned my room

i cleaned the truck

i checked the rig of doom one last time

i watched star trek nemesis

i'm doing a load of clothes as i speak (or type)



i'm going to return this dvd

get some whiskey

get some coke and pills (for this sinus headache)

and



get drunk



i think that i'm getting sick--a stomach thing. or, i'm just a nervous wreck now that i know that jessica is <50 miles away.



i hope that i am able to do something about this boredom soon.



why do i sweat so profusely?

i wouldn't have ever guessed that i'd be one of the last people to leave the office today. fucking bastards! that's so so so typical. overload me so that they can go home and spend time with their fucking children.



i should've called in sick like some people.



hopefully, this weekend will be nice and mellow. i could use some drugs right about now.

good show last weekend--the fuckers didn't show. i still think that no one wants to see a band play more than an hour in a bar.



jessica is coming to visit tonight. this is very strange, but i'm still excited.



i hung out with ross and luella last night. we walked down by the river and weren't harassed by denver's finest. so much for me making sure that they don't live on pizza beer and ice cream while the chas is out of the country.



at practice i booted up the new rig--louder is so much better. 800 watts into 1011.08 square inches (actually, 400 into 785 and 400 into 226.08--maybe watts/inch is something interesting) is fucking loud. i can finally feel my intestines moving from the spl! This is what it's all about. heller didn't show for practice. fucking guitar players--i ought to stab him with my finger.



another show this weekend. jeff made some super-cool zombie flyers. i need to scan that shit. it ought to be fun. looks like the set is going to rock even less than our protest set from last week.



work is making me crazy. i want the weekend to be here. i am addicted to rock (cocaine).

paul simon's first record is great.



i've been too busy to keep this current.



i'll be glad when this show is over.



i've been watching a lot of movies, it seems.



(no pronouns?)



erich got me a cheesy nashville shirt--it'll match ross' chicago shirt. monday i get the new preamp, which should rock.



adam peterson might be playing with us--piano and guitar (i vote for singing too). that ought to push us over the edge with thickness.



i'll give you something thick.

i'm so fucking bored today at work. i hope that something materializes soon.



saw the x people movie on saturday with the incredible androgynous vero. it was fun.



i should eat something--i'm about to pass out.

while my guitar gently weeps has an abused hammond in it. who'd have thought that varying the motor speed could actually be used in a musical way.



i've been sick for 2 days. feeling much better after 20 hours of sleep.



miss dog america is the stupidest fox production ever.



stoked that the tunes are being mixed. we really get the chugging train on town without a name--it's quite tough. kingdom gonna come is strange to me, because the lyrics' content was mysterious before now. who knew that it was so jesusey.



sheesh!

jeff magnum is a brilliant songwriter. did he join the circus?



great conversation with lily tonight. it's one of those "do you believe in fate" deals. i wish that she was local. that's a relationship wanting to happen. grr.



i think that i have a new favorite movie, 'true romance'. i wish that there was more jiggling and more bang.



agonizing about 20k potentiometers. where can i get one for this bass? the gold speed knobs rock, though.



i want to do a record that's on 4 track, and beautiful. i believe that we have the technology. getting the boys to go along with it even though we can do unlimited tracks digital would be a hard sell.



still can't find that fucking magazine. the rumor is that red cloud is playing hand percussion. i wonder if i'm known as the vibra slap player in the mighty rime.



fuck. avery island is amazing. like pysical graffiti. like a nice long fuck session. avery island has that elliot smith running through a field naked feeling too.



honest 100 watts? i scoff at that. 200 watts of tube, 400 solid state is the new bare minimum.



i hung out with ross, the chas, and luella today. who would've thought that a dog with no fucking eyes could rock so much? she is the drunken master, all weaving and shit.



i think that i should go to sleep. i'm still wound up from talking to lily.