Happy birthday to me bitches

Had an extraordinarily musical day today. I played music for the good part of ten hours straight, only to be interrupted by walks and talking to the family.

I've been listening to harsh noise quite a bit lately and I decided to do some on my guitar and arsenal of pedals, which was pretty successful. Then I practiced some new singing techniques that are hard to explain. Imagine a screeching bird being killed with a jackhammer, and that's close to the sound that I was singing. Pretty fun and educational as well.

Then I jammed at the tunnel, as usual. Just saxophone and guitar with another bandmate and those songs came out to be very interesting. I can tell that it's going to be one of those that I listen to often from now on.

Then we returned home and switched to electric instruments, which also proved cacophonous and lovely. We ended up coming up with an Indian sounding industrial psychedelica that sounds like an incredibly odd fusion that works very well. Another one that I plan to listen to again in the near future.

I am sore, insanely sore. My body hurts from the exertion that I use to play reed instruments (hardcore freejazz ain't easy, kids), and my fingertips are tender to the touch. These trivial pains are definitely worth the fantastic music that I made today.

I don't know about that, but I think I may have still been in elementary school. Like maybe nine or ten. That was back in the old days of dial up where the only place to really get videos of any quality was pay sites. The only thing I had was pics for a while, so I don't even think that I knew that people moved during sex. Like, the dude must just stick it in and let it marinate.

I found my iPod today. You know, the one that's been missing for three months? Well guess what, the little fucker was hiding in my saxophone case, cackling madly as it went. I was utterly shocked to find that it was right under my nose this whole time (I take my saxophone to most of the places that I go), while I thought that I dropped it and someone stole it. Unfortunately, it's still broken.

My Labrador fell asleep in my arms today (actual sleep, she's still alive) and it was one of the cutest things that I've ever seen, even though she is very old.

I got coached today for being too wordy on my calls - I was told that it sounded like I was talking down to the customers when I used big words and extremely proper grammar. The call in question:

I said, "We can't set an arrangement for 'some time next week,' sir. We would need a specific date through which to set said arrangement."

I also used, "as it were," at one point, and said that, "This, and any subsequent bills, would reflect the cycle change you set up previously with customer service."

Seriously? That's how I speak with people I don't know, and often with people I know well. I feel comfortable speaking that way, and don't sound like I'm reading from a script. I don't know. I think they're just nit-picking. They weren't 'mad' about it, per say - I think they just needed something to gripe about.

And too wordy?! I have the best handle time on my team. I think I'm doing just fine.

Additionally, if I happened to be a customer calling in somewhere, I'd like that the representative I was speaking with was using proper grammar and had a solid grasp of the English language. I'd feel like they would probably know what they were doing.

Downloaded some tunes, put in a good workout and went to train MMA with my team. Trying to put a dent into the 7+ hours of new music that I downloaded. Looking forward to seeing Aesop Rock perform later tonight =]

so they're punishing you for being well educated and intelligent in the way you speak? What a pile of ****. That would annoy me so much.

Went sledding/snowboarding last night. It was a blast! My buddy has quite a few boards and sleds, the temp was about 32Deg F. and the hill was packed/icy snow and perfect. Kids made a few jumps, and a couple obstacles that almost took out an unsuspecting little girl at one point. Just a great time, and I even went down the hill a few times with my beer in hand.

You shoulda tried harder.

It's snowing hardcore and I have to go drive around in it for five hours. Not happy.

Gotta clean my scope.

Sounds like more than a minor threat.

:laughing:

Finally made the 817 post mark, I have officially made it here.

Had a **** night at work because we got twice as many covers than we were told we had. Got a paycheck that was $300 light and got told that our overtime is being cut completely. Tomorrow we'll easily do 90-100 covers but we can't come in early because it's not cost effective. We have no produce because our food costs are too "high" yet we hired three more banquet servers and are getting ipads for the dining room? Fuck fine dining.

Woke up to an asthma attack. Joyous occasion. Off to my Dads to breathe in that holy inhaler goodness.

Inhalers are magic aren't they? I don't know if there's a more welcome sight than an inhaler when you're breathing sounds like a vacuum.

Made even sweeter when the journey takes over an hour.

Do they make flavored inhalers? If not, somebody really needs to get on that.

Please no menthol inhalers. Please no menthol inhalers. Please no menthol inhalers.

I was thinking strawberry.

Can you die from constantly using an inhaler? Like nonstop? That's going to happen if you give me a strawberry air gun.

What about weed flavored inhalers? Then you can be a nerd and still look cool, but secretly still be a loser.

Spent the day over at Lancaster Uni. It's a pretty nice place and it's possibly the first time I've seen a lecture that wasn't boring, although I dunno if I'm going to go for it until I see what Bristol Uni's like. It's pretty far away from the town itself, which is something to consider when I'll inevitably try and get home pissed out of my mind.

Neon Bible was already my favorite album, but this documentary has now made me connect with it so much more. This is only the first part, the rest is obviously on youtube.

My day has been good so far

Got a really hot guys number last night. Win.

Gotta wait three days to text him.

Those rules are stupid.

These things have rules? Sod that bull shit.

You got his number? How very 2013!

I always hear crap like "wait three days to call/text him", "let him ask you out first", "let him kiss you first", "wait exactly three or four dates before sleeping with him", etc etc etc... WTFFFFFFFFF.

I agree Burning Down. If a guy is really interested in you and is ready to offer respect then he will reply straight away. I understand if the dude is busy or has a genuine reason why he can't but otherwise you can see what you're dealing with.

My day was good. I went for a walk outside since it was 72F. It was still pretty cold, not too bad. Did some things around the house, listened to music, snuggled with my cat, wrote some poetry, masturbated and took a nap. Not bad.

Last night I had a sex dream involving an old galpal. Seriously was a great night. Woke up feeling like a champion.

I was texting him pretty much as soon as I left him. He works in my village too, I want him to come to my house in his sexy uniform :laughing:

I keep having sex dreams about my male friends. It's so damn weird.

I want a sex dream! I just have a sore stomach today. Bedtime soon though.

I wish I had sex dreams about people I want to have sex dreams about but it never works that way.

I have sex dreams but it always ends weirdly. It never finishes well.

I wish that I could remove that awful pain from your stomic area by the touch of my healing hands my love. I contest .. You are one of God's most beautiful works of art, fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth. I bid you .. a fond farewell .. and good nite. :love:

Aw .. I am so distressed to hear that my two little flowers are having such a hard time getting to sleep. Many people believe that unless you invite a necromancer into your house he can not enter .. have you ever met an immortal and wish to seek him out again? And so, I shall aid you to achieve your every wish that your heart so desires my little pet. Sleep well my turtle doves. :love:

Necromancer.