The missing post before last was called ‘Leaving Salem’. It was dark & totally inappropriate. So, there’s some stuff you missed out on. I ran into Stripe last weekend – I forgot what time it was & I was completely unprepared for her. I needed a game plan fast before I was on the cover of next month’s “Modern Boglim” magazine. All I have in place is the right attitude. I’m after one thing and one thing only. I can’t tell you all the specific rules in detail but, it goes something like this: We are NOTHING – just spirits and I for one welcome that frigidity right now.
And the Asshole Producer keeps chasing this fucking zygote. Warped bastard. Me? I’m going to go slam some guitar.
Wake up, make coffee, look outside. Person walking, black hoodie, black pants, black upside down hockey stick. This never actually happens mind you, I just have an overactive imagination. It’s all a lie that I made it up. I don’t really see psychos. Or maybe I’M the psycho? Maybe I’m WAY deeper than that and it’s all a front
Okay I just made this up TONITE. I’m celebrating the Celtics* win by making some noise. No, I’m not being careful – it’s really messy, but maybe that’s what makes it fun. These are really dead strings – it sounds like breaking bones when I tune them. No, I mean I WANT that.