group transport

got a letter today from my dream job in Baltimore with some application type papers to fill out. hope something comes from it. also found out da gubment is gonna give me $600 for my taxes. mom could have had all that by claiming me as a dependent but she said she wants me to have money to "start my new life". specific instructions not to buy guitars.

played a St. Paddy's day show at a dive bar. fun sloppy set, climbing on the bar, old friend played tambourine, old friend broke $20 tambourine. got $20 for playing. i fell asleep on erik's couch while he finished an intense puzzle of some native americans spooning a baby wolf. got a text the next after noon: "burger kingdom is so rockin!".

BKdom's recording debut comes next tuesday with a local music compilation from The Bathysphere (link on da side). Erik joked that they should call it "Bathtime!" and they totally are!

so pumped to go to lawrence next week, see all the sick bands i've been meaning to, back to back nights, for like $3 each. take my sparks koozee. hopefully take our bikes. hang out with people who aren't barrett for a change. not that i don't love barrett. i love that man. we need to branch out from our party comfort zone sometimes.

if i don't have a sweet job by this summer, i'm either gonna live with danny in chicago or erik and neesa in lawrence. things look up right now.

i hope my potential employers don't think i'm THIS DUDE.

ok yeah

i don't have anything good to blog about, so i'm done blogging for a while.

if i ever move from this place or get a job or win the lottery or something, i'll start a new blog about my sweet new life. until then, just assume i'm either drinking lots of pbr's, sleeping through barking dogs, eating lots of pizza, playing guitar, hanging with erik and james, driving to lawrence, or sitting on my flowery couch.

peace bitchez

blogworthy

I wish all the most notable things I've done lately weren't so foolish.






this band invented spelling song titles all crazy. thanks, slade!

food fighters

last night i had a dream.

i was in a super walmart and i was really hungry but i didn't have any money. luckily, it was free sample day. a girl i once went home with was handing out radish slices. i ate one and it was really good but i moved on quickly because i didn't know what else to say to her. then chewbacca from starwars gave me some fried jalapenos. i was pretty full after that.

last weekend was the TRUE/FALSE documentary film festival. better known as the one weekend interesting enough for people from chicago to come visit and remind everyone how they should have just moved to chicago.

i'm still looking for a real job. good thing there aren't any pictures like this floating around facebook or anything.