A Momentary Lapse Of Reason
03.23.06 (10:45 pm) [edit]1.) I spent all day at work thinking about how much I wanted to fuck and suck a special young lady. Pure animal fuck-cravings. Then she wrote me and nearly sent me over the edge saying things I really, really want to hear. And she's 11 hours away. Goddammit.
2.) The booze doesn't help much. A little. Not much.
3.) Money is getting weird. I have six less students than I did a month ago. That comes out to half a month's rent.
4.) But there's a lot of gigs coming up, and I'm pretty much ready to go looking for solo gigs, I just need the time to record a decent demo. I've been running too hard this week to really think about it much. I've got other ideas, much more about money than about anything close to my heart, but I'm getting desparate about this. I'm seriously considering recording backing tapes to do a solo wedding gig. Which means playing some WRETCHED fucking music, but it's also a fuck a lot of money if you get in the right places.
5.) There is nothing in the world I want more this moment than to crank this Pink Floyd album up a little higher and bury my face in a lovely redheaded teenage girl who is bending my brain cells. Darling, you are killing me.
Love,
Dougie