I don't really know what I'm trying to say, but regardless, I'm excited and privileged to play with these musicians.
I've been working non-stop since 9 this mornin' - freakin... reminds me of deadline at HM.
I am happy to be home. I must admit, I just unpacked my car last night. It's been completely full for these past two weeks and no one could really ride around with me because, well. Yeah.
I stuffed everything into my friend's closet, and now I'm sleeping on her floor for ... for indefinitely.
I've been working on writing some new poetry. I can never just sit down and come up with something that I like, though, which is really irritating. I don't know how other people write, but the times that something genius comes to me are the times that I don't have a pen, and then later when I try to remember it - it's a bunch of jumbled crap that I can't remember. It sucks... to be honest... but my goal is to write a new poem by this Sunday and play it at the ABQ Wake date. I guess those of you that come will see if I've been successful.