so i keep moving on, i want to play more music. last night was good i guess. but i still get nervous as hell on stage. i just want to play, music is the only thing that makes since anymore. anyway quote of the day by mark twain.

" Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."
and just because he has so many another by mr. twain

"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?"

wow seems my daily blog is becoming more like a weekly blog. so news from the home front, Jupiter house is really fucking busy, work still sucks(shocker of the day) and i just saw a one legged homeless black man with a pink beenie kiss a wooden indian lady, its creepy in a fun way. oh calija. thats a hank williams song if you were curios. i went out tonight looking for a friendly familiar face to drink and share war stories with. but i couldnt find one, damn my friends for not having a life when its convenient for me.and in the words of i pwn alone i approved this message. done and done.

and in the words of u2 "i still havnt found what im looking for"

so i woke up today and realized i hate my life and all ive become, not because its bad but because i settled. my life is nothing more than a stagnant shell of what i used to be.ive taken and i keep working a job that in all honesty i hate and that i will never be good enough to be able to succeed . i gave up on my dream my passion my every being , so that she could feel secure. i know she never asked me to nor would she, but its in her actions . i dont know what to do now, but i have to do something. soon.

so its been a ridicules long time since i last blogged, and i cant seem to spell for donkey balls.
(god love spell check) ive got my bike,yay, but its been balls cold, not so yay.i have officially decided that with in the next month i will play a show. within the next two months i will write one more song and learn two more. within the next three months i will go to Austin and play on the street. done and done.

so my pops calls and says hes in town and we should do lunch. so i go its the usual meaningless bull shit that i expected. then he decides to cosign for a loan, which throws me off but im like ok lets give it a try. so we go in the dealership and the sales guy"cliff"(to whom my wife claims is kissing ass so much that his whole face is brown) says what kind of bike do you want and im like gsxr 1000. he runs the credit while my dad and i are forced to make small talk for the next thirty minutes, the whole time im like dear god in heaven will this guy(cliff) just tell me im denied so i can go to work. then he comes out and says i have bad news, cant get you the bike you wanted. wait so you can get me a bike and he says yes so long story short i have a honda shadow 750. yay now im gonna go play at andys

Hells ya i gots a new motorcycle pictures to come soon, today was a good day i didnt have to use my ak