I Hate Pretty Much Everything

Developments

   So I’ve officially become a member of the little laundromat family. My phone number has been added to the “important numbers” sheet behind the register (I’m listed right before the shitty Chinese restaurant that’s right next door) and they’ve cemented my work schedule. I work Thursday-Sunday from 3-7, which is by far my favorite shift to work. The best part about this is that I’ll never have to close again. I only had to do so once, but apparently I fucked everything up to the extent that they’ve decided that it’s in everyone’s best interest if I never do it again. I’m perfectly fine with this. My favorite regular doesn’t come in that late, anyway. A side note about that dude, while I’m thinking about it. We were talking about how fucking fun playing live music is, and he let it drop that he was in a pretty decently established band back in the ’90s. After three more rounds of beer, he let it slip that he was the guitarist in the industrial band Dink. I’ve heard a few tracks, and though it’s not my cup of tea, it’s cool to be getting tips from a guy that’s had his music on Beavis and Butthead among other things.
   Also, I just heard back from a recording studio in Akron that’s interested in recording my demo. Their response email only said to call this one dude about rates, but the rest of it implied that they were excited about the prospect of recording my tracks. I’ll give the guy a call this weekend before work and see what comes of it. Once I get it recorded, I’ll gladly hook up any of my followers with a copy. Looks like this summer might not be so shitty, after all.

My Memory is Still Intact!

Last night I was watching TV with Timmi and I saw this Cadillac commercial. Spinnerette’s “Ghetto Love” was the song in the background. I felt like I was going to vomit. I’m going to see if I can derive a rant blog out of this. But not now. Now I have to go home and get ready for work. This job is fucking killing me. 

Ugh. Why the fuck haven’t I been able to write anything worth a hot fuck lately? 

Guess What? I’m Not Dead!

  The laundromat has had me working every day for the past five days. Today was supposed to be my day off, but I agreed to cover my boss’ shift so I wouldn’t have to deal with her doing something drastic. I wish I had more than one day in a row off this week, but fuck it. I need the money so I can pay rent and hopefully get a fucking demo made already. Besides, it’s the 3-7 shift, which is my favorite one to work because the regulars all come in to get drunk, and though they fuck with me, they tip well. With my work schedule being what it is, I’ve been too busy to do much other than go to work and then come home and sit. I am, however, in the process of writing a new song called “Laundromat Poseidon.” At least my creativity is starting to come back.