Mean Everything to Nothing

I've been listening to the new Manchester Orchestra album over and over and over and over and it's really good.

You should listen to it, too.

I went to see Korn last night, which is pretty random but it was a really good show. I think they all must hate each other though - there was absolutely no band-member interaction whatsoever. Like, none. They all just minded their own business and ignored one another. Maybe that's just how they are, but you'd think they'd at least - uh - mingle.

Put in an application to Starbucks ... again. I don't know how well I did on the interview, honestly, cause I couldn't care less whether I get it or not. I need it, I suppose, because I need the money - which should probably mean that I should care, but I just can't muster the energy. I think that if I don't get it I will just push ahead with full force on touring.

Actually maybe I'll do that regardless. I don't want to be THAT employee that gets the job and then quits, but I don't really want to be an employee their again regardless.

Unfortunately, money is a necessity, so I think that I hope that I get it anyway.

I'm an incredible decisive person, obviously.

Played a show this weekend in Flagstaff... That was really fun. Came out breaking even and got to hang out with friends there - what could be better? The Heavy Tour is almost done and then after that I'm freakin' done with booking except for a couple small things here and there, and I'm so happy about that. It's bittersweet, because I want to be able to bless the bands that I wanted to do touring for, but I just can't. Veil Arms just can't.

I started reading SEARCHING FOR GOD KNOWS WHAT by Donald Miller for the second or third time, and I'm really excited about that. That is probably the most influential book that I've ever read in relation to what I think about human spirituality and the way that I want to conduct my "walk" with the Lord (there's that Christian-ese there). I strongly suggest it - to everyone.

I just finished reading Pet Sematary. That was good, but creepy, but good.

Wow, this journal entry sucks. I'll write later when I have something worthwhile to say.

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