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01/08/2008

I think I am going to take down my last blog.

I don’t think its appropriate to have up on here. Maybe myspace, But not here.

My favorite band played a reunion show last night in Toronto. I loved The Fullblast ever since I was like 14 years old.. or something like that. They and the Reason were among the first few bands I saw when I started going to shows. I looked up to them.

I always wanted to have what they had.

The funny thing is being 15 and looking up to these bands. You never get that they still aren’t making a living off of it.

It’s a shame for the fullblast, they really deserved to get huge. Great dudes, great band.

The weird thing about the TFB reunion was that I wasn’t even all that excited to go. I don’t know why, I should have been. I still love them, I still listen to them. I was bummed when I couldn’t get tickets the first time they sold out…

Am I really that far detached and fucked in the head that my favorite band of all time playing one final show of 17 songs didn’t even spark the slightest amount of happiness in me? It was a good show though. A Really good show. I’m really glad I got to go and see them play.

I’ve been in bed about 12 hours now. As soon as I got home from work I got in it. I slept most of the afternoon into the night. I guess I’m just getting old and 2 hours of sleep a night just doesn’t do it for me. Maybe I need a new bed.

I was supposed to jam out some music with an old friend on tuesday. I accidentally bailed on him this past weekend and we decided to get together then. I didn’t have his address and so I messaged him after I got off work.

I sat in a McDonalds parking lot for 3 hours waiting for him to get ahold of me. He never did. I’m wondering what happened.

I sat alone, for 3 hours waiting. I don’t know why. But I wanted to just sit there and sweat and be alone in the quiet until I got his address. I think I was just really dead set on actually making some music, I wouldn’t stop ’till I made some.

I hope kyle gets at me soon and we can reschedule. I really want to start working on this stuff, especially since I’m pretty sure that everything else I have set up has fallen through.

Brian is too busy to even get a hold of me, and ever since ‘LR’ got home, Marc has been way distant. I figure that he has his best friends home, so he is just focused on that. I’m not mad, hurt or anything else.

I never am.

I think I might just give up on this music stuff for now. Make solo stuff in my spare time and just focus on making and saving money. Maybe I’ll apply to a school? I highly doubt that though. I’m not a school person. Plus, the post office is treating me just fine.

I got paid today, it would be an awesome check, if I didn’t have first and last insurance payments coming out within a week. 710 Bucks Its times like this that I wish I was a menstrual cycling, baby pooping girl. Then I wouldn’t have to pay so God damned much for car insurance.

My sidekick is still active, but it hasn’t been on. I text so much less then I did when I used it. If its because people don’t have my number or if its because they don’t have a reason to talk to me now that I’m just a “normal” guy.

I think its prolly for the best for me. I guess.

I wont go over my 2500 texts a month. haha.

I don’t know where I’m heading. Buts its a crash course. My heads in a million places. But what else is new.


The secret to any success is that the
success is in the
process.

I’m sitting in my car and I wonder
where I’ll be a year from now
For the life of me I can’t imagine
I’ll be anywhere at all

So make a difference
and remember what you said
The secret to any success is that the
success is in the
process

I turn up the radio a little louder
to drown out my own thoughts
What if I’d stuck it out
a little longer?
Would I be happier now?
Would I be able to say
that despite what I feel now
that everything will be okay?

So make a difference
and remember what you said
The secret to any regret
is not to let it affect you
but don’t ever forget.
So make a difference
and remember what you said.

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Dylan August 2, 2008 at 5:28 am

“I sat in a McDonalds parking lot for 3 hours waiting for him to get ahold of me. He never did. I’m wondering what happened.”

Sounds familiar. Were you supposed to jam with Greg Moore.

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