man…i've been listening to nothing but queens of the stone age and neurosis for the past month or so. every time i climb into the car and think about switching the cd out, some kickass rock song comes on, and i change my mind. i guess you can't fault them for rockin' so fuckin' hard, really. it's what they do, man. it's their calling.

i'm really starting to embrace this bipolar rebirth of mine, if only to flex some muscles and make myself find a way to write about the sheer amount of nothing that happens in my life on a daily basis.

nothing diary – 07.16.04:

last night i went out drinking with my buddy blaine (again). we had a good time. i ate dinner at the bar. it was a really good grilled cheese sandwich. they've started giving you a whole fucking order of poppers when you sub them for fries. this is something i will never complain about.

okay…maybe not.

practice went well, last night. everything really came together and the set is now a brutal hammer to the skull. we should have one hell of a time tomorrow. word is we're gonna have more storms tonight. i hope mother nature isn't thinking about fucking with this show…

so…we rescheduled band practice for last night, but it ended up getting cancelled. so now we're running down to the wire. we have one more "scheduled" practice tonight, and i think we're gonna have to practice again saturday before we load out and head over to the show. nothing is ever easy with l&n, i tell ya…we always have to cut things as close as possible.

in other show news, we'll be playing a new song. this new song doesn't have words yet. that oughta be entertaining. i was hoping to get another new song ready, but with the cancelled practices (damn you, mother nature!), it doesn't look likely. i guess it doesn't matter since we were only given 15 minutes to play. but, hey, we're not bitter. arch is playing right after us, so it should be a good time.

work has been driving me nuts, lately. since i changed my schedule, everything has been crazy around here. now, whenever i come in, there's always someone sitting at my desk. sitting there, spinning around in my chair. wasting time, refusing to move. they did this new schedule and then realized they didn't have enough desks for all the new full-timers they hired. way to go, people. way to fucking go. now i have to suffer, sitting at some chick's desk that's packed with all kinds of weirdass my little pony bullshit.

my friend mike still doesn't have power at his house. he doesn't expect to have power for another couple of days, as there are multiple trees laying across the street in front of his house. he and i decided to go out for some drinks and shoot the shit, just to keep him from having to sit around, doing nothing in the dark all night. so we spent a few hours and a few dollars wettin' our whistles down at the outlook. i've decided i really like the outlook…on weeknights. i can't stand the place on weekends, though. come friday and saturday night, the place is packed with the most amazing assortment of dickheads and douchebags ever, playing dave matthews and pearl jam all fucking night long. good times, good times.

75 or less is back up. looks like jon posted my neurosis review.

time to go back to staring at that freaky fluffy thing sitting on top of this monitor…

just when i bust jon's balls about not running my reviews, he posts one of them: my minus the bear review is up over there at 75 or less. expect a few more to be posted in the coming days.

we put up a quick and dirty l&n page for everyone to…look at. we'll be listing all forthcoming shows there. the page will be getting a facelift sometime after we get done recording with kevin at the end of the month.

last night was hot wings with the girl and my buddy nate. wings were eaten, beer was consumed, a good time was had. things like last night make me appreciate my new schedule. well…almost.

i am legion looks really good. i can't wait for the english version to come out, though i wish they'd keep it at the same size as the european version. can't win 'em all, i guess.

ahhh…the three day weekend. it's a beautiful thing, really. beautiful, indeed. they do have a horrible side-effect, though…they make you not want to go back to work. ever.

then again, i never want to come into this place. i hate it. it sucks my life out through my very pores. it makes me something less than human. it turns me into a machine that clicks and clacks and types and spits out falsely cheery "hellos."

it's all just clicks and whistles.

anyhowways, practice went well, last night. i'm working on finalizing the lyrics for the show on saturday. once again, we'll be playing saturday, july 17th in tyler park, here in louisville. we play at 6:30pm on the east stage. be there or be square, dude. like…totally.

i just finished up three more reviews for 75 or less. jon is, apparently, a bastard, as he hasn't started running the ones i already have backed up with him. i suppose i will have to kill him.

in other news: danny and ellyn both had birthdays over the weekend, which were celebrated by many (including myself). our drummer had a run in with johnny law. and i'm going to get $.20 hot wings tonight.

life is…something.

tuesday night, before band practice, i decided to stop and get a burrito. when i got to band practice and started eating that burrito, i discovered that the rice in said burrito was incredibly undercooked, therefore ruining my dining experience. as we were at band practice, i couldn't exactly bolt out and go back to q'doba to complain. so…i paid for a burrito that i didn't eat. i've been contemplating going back to that q'doba and complaining about it, but i don't know how much good it'll do, after the fact. fucking uncooked rice…

we got the schedule for the forecastle festival. we'll be playing on the "east" stage from 6:30 – 6:45pm. a quick look at the entire schedule shows that we've been given the shortest time out of any band playing the event. hrm. good thing we have a short set.

last night i went out with a friend to do some drinking. it was a good time out. always a pleasure to just sit around over beers and shoot the shit.

the other night, when we went to the bar to hang out with kevin before he left for japan, there was a mexican guy sitting at the bar, drinking away. when i walked up to the bar to get a beer, it became apparent that this guy was incredibly enthusiastic about two things: drinking beer (which i understand completely) and talking to me in spanish (which i didn't understand at all). i caught a few words, had to stop him from beating me in my back on the side with the spider bite, and just generally stood there looking confused. when i came back to get another drink later, he was sleeping with his head slumped on the bar. he seemed like a good enough guy, even if he was smiling and calling me a gringo.

about that spider bite…i'm paranoid that it was poisonous and it's now eating my flesh.

i need to get more sleep.

three days, three posts. will wonders ever cease?

just wanted to drop a line and mention that i just got a copy of the poster for the show next weekend (july 17th) in the email, so i figured i'd pass it along:

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we're on there. we still have no clue what time we're playing, but we're on there.

last night i went over to the your black star practice space to pick up an amp and their pa to use while they're in japan. after that, brooksie and i went out with kevin and drank for a while before he had to go catch the plane. their flight was scheduled to leave at 6:30am, this morning, so by my calculations, as of this writing…they're still not in "the pan." i imagine they're somewhere over the ocean. jeremy is probably annoying someone. drew is probably asleep. i hope they all have a great time.

i may get to spend my pending three day weekend in town. i'm excited about this prospect.