Kill The Great Raven!

Kill The Great Raven!

"Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut." ~ Ernest Hemingway

Well, I mostly say I wanna eat pussy when I'm drunk OR sober, so...

I've got more cool unsolicited comments from women (one this morning from an online friend, in fact) in the past month or so than I can remember EVER getting. I'm not used to this shit. I LOVE it, but my brain still can't process it. Along with the one at the gig the other night, there was another woman there who was asking me questions about the band and music and such and never SAID anything, but those eyes...good fuckin' Christ...they were saying "Yeah, this guy over here is my husband and I ain't gonna fuck you, but you're pretty damn alright by me, Dougie."

I'm doing my best to put out a certain energy, to at least PRETEND to have some kind of confidence in myself. I actually don't. I feel like a bag of shit. But they're helping. Man, they're helping.

D had a work-related conflict shoot down Friday for us. I'm used to this now and no longer question where's she coming from, but it still sucks and it still brings out some rather nasty feelings that I shouldn't be having, but do. I keep HEARING this stuff, it builds my ego up very, very nicely, but my COCK wants a piece of the action too, ya know? He's bored out of his fuckin' head down there.

Utterly fucked in the cash department, and now I have to go bitch at my bank, because the wbsite claims I made two $20 ATM withdrawls Friday and I only made one. Not that it's gonna matter - I still did some bad math that night and overdrew my acount by a grand total of $1.50, which of course, they're gonna hit me with a fee on no matter what I do.

I'm lucky I have the shit I do have. I'm the most incompetent fuck on the planet when it comes to my money, and I'm not sure how I've gone THIS long without having some big guy in a black coat come and shake me down for shit I owe.

Katie will be here a lot this week. Her mom is on a business trip, and my parents are coming down to cover for tonight since I'm teaching, so she'll stay with them tonight and they'll take her to school in the morning. The rest of the week, she's here, and we're going up north Friday since I have two gigs (at the same place, a new thing for us) and we'll be back Sunday.

I can't wait. She's so much fun to be with, and I know she's going to miss her mother a lot, but I know we'll have fun.

She's doing great at school. I havne't followed up here on the thing I wrote about several weeks ago involving her teacher, but suffice to say it's all worked out very well, and I think we're all happy.

If anyone reading this in the SW Ohio/NE Indiana areas needs a folding table with four folding chairs (Nothing fantastic, but quite usealbe in excellent shape other than a slightly bent leg on one of the chairs) email me at eraserhead667 at that yahoo thingie. We'll work something out. I need to bring in some cash, and we can work out details via email or phone.

There's a slight chance for more students, possibly enough to save my ass, and my life is possibly going to be even weirder if this happens, but I want it to. I'm gonna hopefully find out in a little while.


Love,
Dougie

PS I got a friend request on myspace last night from a really hot young blonde - obviously another one trying to get me to her porn site, and I usually ignore that shit, but I did look at her pics and decided to write back. "Wow, your pics are really hot. Can I eat your ass?" Oddly enough, she hasn't written back yet...