Hi.
Hi Daisy
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Oh awesome, g13 needs a website!
I shall visit it daily.
I asked my mate to design mine for me -- because if I had done it, it probably would have looked like some Commodore 64 game or something.
I'm reading about Doc Holliday and drinking grape juice, wishing it was whiskey. What time is it with you?
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9.41 pm.
We were just sitting on the front porch, drinking a beer and watching the sunset.
Then the mosquitos drove us inside. Little blood suckers.
I had a Commodore 64. I used to 'upload' games via a tape recorder and it always screwed up. I recall thinking these computer things were vastly over-rated.
It is much too late for you to still be awake.
Do you have a day job?
Also, your friend did a great job on your web page. I love the design.
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Oh God, I'm being chased by mosquitos as I type. I keep having to duck. I don't remember London having so many before now. And I've been noticing some really strange moths around town, too. Like with horns and shit. We're becoming a tropical island, albeit a freezing one right now.
I quit my day job last December. What a relief that was. I would just spend the whole day fighting off one giant panic attack after another.
I can never sleep before 5 AM. At the moment I'm averaging about 3 hours a night.
You have two little ones, don't you? Do you get much sleep?
I'll tell Rob you said he did a good job! He also did all the illustrations in The Dead Beat. I really love his stuff.
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Yeah, the art in your book was really good.
Do you have a copy of 'Blister Pack'?
Ben did an amazing job with that.
Yep, I've got two little girls (3 1/2 and 1). They are good sleepers -- for the most part -- so I got no complaints. The eldest still takes an afternoon nap, which is awesome. But they do get up before 7 am, which is a real drag. Which means I try to be in bed before midnight -- which may be the biggest change in my life.
Mosquitos in London? Global warming is a beotch.
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Yes, Ben did a marvelous job with Blister Packs, it looked awesome -- but I hate the stories I wrote for it.
BUT!!
The other stories in the book, especially StuJo's and Ty's and Jason's, were amazing.
Yes, mosquitos in London! Apparently, in the '60s, we had huge roving swarms of flying beetles. I'm ever so glad we don't have those anymore. I would die.
Kids are programmed to wake up as early as is humanly possible.
Are you still thinking of opening an art space?
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I loved your stories in there! The stories were all good except for the crap the editor wrote. Jeez, what a blowhard that guy is.
The art space is something I've been ruminating on for awhile. I've always wants to run my own club/music hall in order to foster the local music scene. I was inspired by Stevie Stiletto, a punk band in my hometown who turned their practice space into an all ages club. Without that happening -- and all the great early punk bands I was exposed to -- I'd never have started playing myself. Geneva has a lot of talent, but few places to play (unless you are a cheesy cover band). The biggest act to come out of this town lately has been Gym Class Heroes. But I also want it to me a multi-use space: art gallery, working artist studios complete with printing press and zine making material. I think once we come back from our time abroad in Scotland, I'll start trying to make it a reality. So maybe in two years time. And yes, I am well aware that this is a money-losing venture. But so is all the stuff I enjoy doing.
Decent
I'm sorry you're ill.
I'm ill too. Mentally. My depression is pretty overwhelming today.
But my heart is good though! I had an echocardiogram yesterday and everything was normal. I wanted to puke at sound of my valves opening and closing, but I got over it.
I'm tired of being depressed beyond ... I can't describe it.
Do you want a phone call?! I'll be pseudo positive.
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Echocardiograms are awesome, aren't they?? I enjoyed watching it, but the bloke made it a bit painful. Pressed really hard. Ouch.
I told you your heart was fine!
I would love a phone call! I only have a cell phone, though. Is that crippling for you to call?
Look at you Kevin, getting all cheesy
Daisy, I admit to being very tangential and wordy last night.
And I told you I'm bad at telling stories. It's good that you were able to provide me with a recap of topics so I could jump back to the points necessary in order to make a fuck's bit of sense.
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I'm feeling uneasy myself. I think my heart is palpitating due to all the explosions and stompy neighbors.
If you lived near me this is when I would force you to go to a diner with me.
Or I'd want to drive out into the country and walk through a cornfield or something. It's soothing when the corn is low and it smells of earth and bugs.
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I'm unsure at this point. I do know of a social function but I'm thinking I'm going to say that I'm sick. I don't want to go -- it's being put on by my ever-tooling, coked-out friend.
I sound like a prick, but I don't really want to hang with him. And it will only be worse if his coke-supplying cougar is there.
Long, boring details aside, I'll check in tomorrow around this time, or a little earlier, if I'm home.
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