I just stubbed my toe.
So, here's my first "blog" entry. Sweet mother of fuck I hate the word "blog".
This is my journal.
I'm currently in the midst of my pre-work morning routine. A fruit smoothie, a cup of David's Tea (salted caramel this morning), and some Elvis Costello vinyl. The smoothie gives me my vitamins, the tea gives me my energy, and the Costello gives me my honesty.
Now, a quick check of Facebook and Twitter to validate some people's thoughts as worthy as they do the same for me, then a trip to CFL.ca, then off to work on the top floor of a tall building (by Regina standards) downtown.
Then tonight, off to The Sip to do some sound for Dangerous Cheese. I'm a musician... singer, guitar player, and as a guitar player I can play bass if I'm forced as well. Not a soundguy. Not. A. Soundguy. However, I'm not bad at it, and it's decent money when I don't have a gig of my own.
Next weekend will be a much more rock n' roll time for me. Hopefully it will even be as rock n' roll as this morning. Mr. Costello, I love you, man. Toe doesn't hurt anymore either. Boom. Time to face the day. See you out at the fashion show, or down in the bargain bin.
So, here's my first "blog" entry. Sweet mother of fuck I hate the word "blog".
This is my journal.
I'm currently in the midst of my pre-work morning routine. A fruit smoothie, a cup of David's Tea (salted caramel this morning), and some Elvis Costello vinyl. The smoothie gives me my vitamins, the tea gives me my energy, and the Costello gives me my honesty.
Now, a quick check of Facebook and Twitter to validate some people's thoughts as worthy as they do the same for me, then a trip to CFL.ca, then off to work on the top floor of a tall building (by Regina standards) downtown.
Then tonight, off to The Sip to do some sound for Dangerous Cheese. I'm a musician... singer, guitar player, and as a guitar player I can play bass if I'm forced as well. Not a soundguy. Not. A. Soundguy. However, I'm not bad at it, and it's decent money when I don't have a gig of my own.
Next weekend will be a much more rock n' roll time for me. Hopefully it will even be as rock n' roll as this morning. Mr. Costello, I love you, man. Toe doesn't hurt anymore either. Boom. Time to face the day. See you out at the fashion show, or down in the bargain bin.
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