highway to hell
Got the AC/DC going right this second and it woke me up enough to post a bit, which is a change from the rather terse mundacity that’s become my SOP of late. I’ve also been having some wicked dreams and crippling self doubt recently, but I went clothes shopping earlier tonight so that should be cured here shortly. At this point I’m sure some of you are thinking to yourself, “What? Nicolle- clothes shopping? It’s the apocalypse!” but I did need to extend the business attire since I will be going to Greenville next week to romance some NSF bigwigs. And by romance I mean drive them around from meeting to meeting, get the VCRs working, pick up their lunch and basically be a slave gopher, etc. I doubt it will be much fun, so I’m hoping it will be suitably mindless.
And I did balance the clothing purchases with some suitable audio gear- 2 mics and a nice 8 channel board from Behringer. They sound great, and I’m just toally in lust with em, until I realize I don’t have all THAT much to record, and my singing voice is just a notch better than Marge Simpson swallowing a broken glass and acid cocktail. With no radio promos and no more commercials to VO- I’m not sure how I’m going to justify this; but being the good little consumer I am, it comforts me to possess them. Who says cold, hard technology can’t make you feel all warm inside? Oh wait, maybe that’s a short in the ac wiring…
Saw The Futureheads (http://www.thefutureheads.com/) last week @ The Lincoln Theater- which was ehn. The band rocked, but one employee gave me a hard time with getting my ticket, which was my own fault for buying late, but still people need to GET OFF YOUR CELL PHONES! I walked in at about 5pm and of the 4 people I saw, all of them were on the phone ignoring me. Lamers. Then the FHs had crazy ass lighting that would have given the most hardened clubkid a migrane. And jeez, do I need to take out a loan to buy beer. Lame. Still like the music, but the show was a B- if I’m being generous.
Getting a little behind on my Netflix and new releases, but I’m behind in my writing so I don’t deserve it. Lot of revising needed before I can move forward now. With four plots, two extensive emotional character arcs, a complex heist and backstory and the inane fact the whole mess spawned from one drug addled dream I knew it was going to be one hell of a messy knot. So there’s a bit of backtracking to be done yet before I can move forward with the scenes I haven’t written yet. I’ve added “You’re a sucky lamer!” to my stickies widget (http://www.konfabulator.com/).