The house I'm in is cursed. It seems no one who lives here is capable of moving forward with their lives and making significant changes while there, just lying in a pool of stagnation. I need to get out, its gradually turning me crazy. Luckily, I start moving in about a day.
So this summer the North Pole will melt for the first time in 20,000 years, although it will refreeze in winter. I'm switching to a 75% fruit diet so I can get maximum enjoyment from oranges/pineapple while they still exist. No bees means no pollen which means the beginning of the end of fresh food...
I'm sitting here designing at 2am, listening to Sister Sledge and Men Without Hats, trying to keep it together. I gave in and took a gig doing all the club flyers for a spot in Scottsdale, gives me some security, and I'm taking heed to all the older musicians saying "keep your day job as long as possible". In my free time I'm learning Coldplay songs to sing at cover gigs (strange times ahead).
And in other news, Ryan Leslie is a savage. Harvard grad, balling, in my thirties I want to be talented like this...
