So, for a brief moment something possessed me to move to Oklahoma City. And by something I mean a girl who had big hopes and dreams and plans for adventures, but then once I got there those all turned into wanting to have children and go on said adventures maybe after we retire. Upon learning this atrocious news, I moved back here to Seattle, where the human spirit, while greatly diminished, is still possibly alive. I can't be all that pissed about the situation, to each their own, especially when it comes to life goals and whatnot, but I am bummed out that it cost me a bunch of money and was falsely advertised. But hey, we all make mistakes, and mine hastily made decisions sometimes pan out as such, so whatever, water under the bridge. The nearly $1000 bridge.
Okay, bitterness aside, I'm really excited to be back in Seattle. I left thinking that I was tired of the city and that I would never ever want to return, and return feeling nearly the opposite. It's not the city though, that is for sure, it still sucks and smells bad, but I was ridiculous to think I could be away from my friends (including friend-like family members). To those of you who have stuck by my ass even in the wake of some horrible decisions, all the love in the world. When I actually have some fucking money I'm taking you all out to Shorty's for endless amounts of PBR (which I have loved before it was trendy as fuck, so fuck off). And for the underage... I'll just have to buy a 30 pack, especially before you leave me in the dust for Bellingham, college, (dorm orgies) and a comfortable future. That's not supposed to sound like a bad thing either, I left everyone in the dust for tornadoes and a handful of good times.
OTHER NEWS! I have no idea what the fuck is going on with my bands. My brother, Ethan, and I have been playing some cool shit together, but our equipment situation is depressing as all hell, and neither of my actual band mates from The Walk Home have specifically said they want to play as that band, I think we may be leaning towards setting up a final show... for reals this time. Shakes is currently juggling a semi-hilarious drummer situation, that may or may not end up with me filling B-Rog's shoes. Regardless I'm going to weasel my way on to the Shakes 2-month tour that they have semi-planned as a roadie. Because FUCK not touring again before my next semi-permanent living situation comes up.
Well this has been long and mostly pointless, however, I'm going to update my little blogroll thingy pretty soon here, and then you will have links to what I have found to be the best sources for new music on the internets. So be excited.
Okay, bitterness aside, I'm really excited to be back in Seattle. I left thinking that I was tired of the city and that I would never ever want to return, and return feeling nearly the opposite. It's not the city though, that is for sure, it still sucks and smells bad, but I was ridiculous to think I could be away from my friends (including friend-like family members). To those of you who have stuck by my ass even in the wake of some horrible decisions, all the love in the world. When I actually have some fucking money I'm taking you all out to Shorty's for endless amounts of PBR (which I have loved before it was trendy as fuck, so fuck off). And for the underage... I'll just have to buy a 30 pack, especially before you leave me in the dust for Bellingham, college, (dorm orgies) and a comfortable future. That's not supposed to sound like a bad thing either, I left everyone in the dust for tornadoes and a handful of good times.
OTHER NEWS! I have no idea what the fuck is going on with my bands. My brother, Ethan, and I have been playing some cool shit together, but our equipment situation is depressing as all hell, and neither of my actual band mates from The Walk Home have specifically said they want to play as that band, I think we may be leaning towards setting up a final show... for reals this time. Shakes is currently juggling a semi-hilarious drummer situation, that may or may not end up with me filling B-Rog's shoes. Regardless I'm going to weasel my way on to the Shakes 2-month tour that they have semi-planned as a roadie. Because FUCK not touring again before my next semi-permanent living situation comes up.
Well this has been long and mostly pointless, however, I'm going to update my little blogroll thingy pretty soon here, and then you will have links to what I have found to be the best sources for new music on the internets. So be excited.
