waaarrrrrgggghhhhh!

i'm at work and i'm as bored as fuck. some scraggly lounge singer dude is hollering along with the big band at the moment. it is less than inspired. he lacks the low end soul of timbre to pull this shit off. whatever. long day of work, spent intermitently following the latest politcal bullshit, aka, lack of filibuster for racist white guy corporate whore fuck to the supreme court. whatever. there's nobody here at work, iz cool. sux when there's actually people here to enjoy this shit, not that i try to pretend i'm working. i should keep this short, my buzz is wearing down, i need another lemon drop. peter the bartender makes them so most excellently good. yay peter. anyways, me and the drummer been practicing the past few days with renewed intent at not sucking to terribly at our upcoming show on the 24th. it shows promise. we tried to recruit our roommates girlfriend, aka jessica, into the band the other night upon learning that she was some kind of child musical prodigy at piano and flute. she was very cool to the idea, more like frigid, i suppose. not sure why. apparently she has not played in nearly 10 years, something bad must have happened. sux. she had said she like our stuff previously, and she's cute and she's fun. oh well. i'll have to investigate further later on. ok time for another drink, numb this big band jazz shit into the squeel of the ever passing taxi cab brakes.