January 30th, 2004.
Last night was incredible. For many reasons. There was the swirl of late night snow, and the swirl of people, and beautiful people at that. There was Nefrit El-Or, who’s
January 29th, 2004.
Erf. Dumb night at the Iota’s open mic. So much time for bed. The next morning leaves me strange with dreams. I’m a little anxious about the gig at Iota’s
January 28th, 2004.
We’re sitting in a gas station parking lot – we’re going to Iota’s… any second now. A lot of my Life is taken up by waiting, and by not using
January 23rd, 2004.
Played Puddinghead’s last night before leaving for Home. Fantastic night, though perhaps best described in pictures…. an open mic that at first was slightly discouraging. A bit sparse in patronage
January 22nd, 2004.
We played Chopstix last night with Chelsea and Beau – and had a spectacular time. Though the venue itself was kind of… unfortunate (they paid $80 to play there? the
January 21st, 2004.
It’s 1am, and I’m lactose intolerant. I depend on Chelsea practicing guitar loudly, I depend on Nat playing Zelda loudly, I depend on Conan o’Brian’s audience screaming loudly. I’m sorry
January 20th, 2004.
Sunday started with an excellent practice session – despite ice and snow, ilyAIMY came together and worked out some hairy spots on LooseN, Choke Cherry, and a couple of other
January 19th, 2004.
Not much to say for the night. Watching people with strange beards talk on Country Music Television. Heather’s got control of the television. We’re staying at Alfred’s for the night,
January 16th, 2004.
Watching too many movies, not getting enough done. It’s like we’ve fallen into a patch of slack. Starting Sunday, that will change again, but I always feel guilty for sitting
January 15th, 2004.
Sitting comfortably in the Living room, thinking about my fine, fine, fine Heather. We spent the evening dressing her up for a little Goth gathering, going to Nation. I got