Consulting with the rain.

I've been keeping my ears open--and my mind wandering. And I can feel that swell again. The fingers aching for the feel of metal and wood again. I think I'm going to be writing some stuff in these next few days. I don't know what it's going to be about, but it's going to be satisfying. And then I'll make a band. I've got a bass player.

Or, you know what, I think that's all I need.

I just need to get this going. Transcribe some stuff? It's hard to play with new people. Do you prepare stuff you already have or do you let new stuff come out. I don't know. But it doesn't matter as long as we get jamming. And we will.

Copying someone else's drawing style is really hard. And really time consuming. I'm so glad I'm working on it on the computer so I can just magically do away with all my many mistakes. I would go insane if I did it by hand.

I'm figuring out my schedule for next semester. I'm going to be a busy, busy person. Not really looking forward to it, but that's how it goes sometimes.

I keep going back and thinking about the astrology and tarot card stuff from a few days ago. It's just really interesting. Not that it's super accurate or anything. It's just a curiosity. Nobody can be defined by stars and planets and alignments and nobody can be described in a few paragraphs.

Well, some people can be.

It's just funny to see some of your personality detailed by something so detached. It sort of makes you think about who you are. Who am I? I'm the kind of guy who finishes checking out at the register, watches the next guy buy a bottle of tea and get a free bag, and then goes back and buys a bottle of tea he doesn't even like just to get the free bag that he doesn't even want.

I also eat desserts I don't want out of spite.

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Ashley said…

I love you :]

October 28, 2009 at 9:43 PM

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