September 22nd, 2009.
Sometimes working at a music store is a little bit overly absurd (W). There’s an awful lot of madness and sometimes just mad – anger and frustration – but at
September 20th, 2007.
Well, we’re off again. Wandering, traveling, putting every penny into our gas tank. It’s a little frightening to be traveling in a big-ass truck – worrying about 3 people rather
September 14th, 2005.
The Beatles, “Let It Be,” just came on the satellite radio here at Perk, the first chord timed with my first keystroke and determining the subject of this entry. Rob brings
September 11th, 2005.
I can’t sing along to We’re About 9. I start to cry. Of course, that’s been my reaction to a lot of my world recently. Just overwhelmed by emotions… it’s
September 13th, 2004.
Today has been a torture of allergens. My eyes are reddened and tired, and my head is full of the cushioning, gurgling feeling of mucus, and my voice is nasal