I am the warden and the prisoner.

I feel really bad for not having accomplished anything this weekend. Especially since, I mean, you know, I had a lot of stuff to do. But what can I do now? Besides complain and feel bad, I guess. I really need to bunker in and get serious about school again. I just can't get out of this man I really don't care mind set.

It is no good.

But we played music today, and it was a good time. I played saxophone, and that felt really good. Even though nobody could hear it. It was legit--for the 10 minutes I managed to play it. I need to build my chops back up. Once upon a time I could wail on that for hours. Now I'm reduced to mere minutes. And I won't be satisfied until once upon a time is right now because I fucking love playing that horn.

I also need to write some lyrics and music. Working with these dudes on their songs and writing things with them is pretty nice, but I need my absolute creative freedom. I've got a style and a vision I need to work toward.

And Valentine's Day is coming. So I, you know, need to get cracking on a song for that.

Comments

Daily Texan Comics said…

Serenade your lady with your sax.

February 8, 2010 at 8:18 AM

Kirsten said…

i have that same mentality towards school work. i wish i was a stressful student, that way i could get things done..

February 17, 2010 at 4:44 PM

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