April 5th, 2005.
The last few days have been exhausting. Days of dreamless sleep followed by mostly non-sleep filled days. I’m not quite sure what’s been happening, but I’ve been falling to sleep
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
The last few days have been exhausting. Days of dreamless sleep followed by mostly non-sleep filled days. I’m not quite sure what’s been happening, but I’ve been falling to sleep
Just got back from our April 1st gig at Perk. Really good show, leaves me exhausted and hungry. Lots of pleased faces, which is flattering since the night started off
The time is slipping swiftly, and inevitably, as the days pass by, more and more of you complain about the lack of Journal entries. The ilyAIMY Journal seems to be
Last night was a rough night. We played the College Perk, perhaps for the last time… that’s not a jibe at the Perk, that’s just an acknowledgement that they’re building
Outside there’s the gentle patter of unidentified precipitation. It’s supposed to snow, but it looks like rain, but it has a solid sound when it strikes the earth. It’s cold
Tired, unable to sleep. Uninterested in sleep. Heather and I have been on this stupid schedule for so long – 5am is when I get interested in bed – that
So, Tuesday night we played the College Perk, and had a grand ole time, and then to punish ourselves for having such a good time, we vowed to play a
So many non-entries for soo long. Hell, it’s been Christmas. What a funny sentance that is. Many adventures. Most of Christmas/Hannukah was spent with Heather’s family, extended and otherwise (sorry
So – one of the dangers of going back and moving the Journal is the finding of orphans – e.g. these are all photographs dated from December 5th, 2004 (probably
PLOJ XXX was a success much greater than 29. Good musicians, really very good food. It ended a bit early, but no complaints there, as I truly was ready for