East and Best

On a late bus in Boston headed to South Station - nice to know some things don't change.

I'm back. Both from my East Coast adventure, and from being a useless non-writing, sack of shit that can't even build the most basic of habits.

But let's just stick to the facts, here.

I got more work, and the work and people seem good. I saw almost every dear friend and family member from RI to MA. Witnessed the final throes of a once proud and glorious hair metal band. And had a story-tale 'one night in New York City' experience.

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Deciphering Demands

I know I'm trying to do too many things, I just can't seem to stop. Or decide on which ones are best for me. Really sit down and analyze what makes sense.

I mean, I'm taking voice lessons, so I feel compelled to routinely practice that - which is why I signed up in the first place.

But, I do feel badly about my desire to learn Spanish and study to be a trainer falling behind. I tell myself it's because of all the new obligations that come with building a new life and finding new work, but I know I have the time to work them in ... 

I just seem to go through these cycles of busying myself with seemingly necessary things so I can give myself a good excuse for not setting out to establish a new habit. I don't even get why I do it, since I know it'd be good for me.

And, in the time that I was studying those, I enjoyed it. Sure, I wouldn't consider it leisurely, but it was enjoyable development.

And then again, almost as if lashing out against my self-discipline, some nights I just get lost in a video game until the sun comes up.

But, I never regret it. No, that's something I've always done. It's a habit. One I relish. It's my relase.

Though, catharsis is bad ... I think. I'm not decided.

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Coachella, et al.

The second day of the first weekend of the most enlightening two weeks I've spent in L.A.

I made a conscious decision to come entirely down from my Coachella high before writing this. I don't know if it's for better or worse, though.

The persistent wave of lightness and euphoria that carried my every word and motion following the first weekend might have had made for a more honest, and interesting, recount - but I knew my mental, and physical state, would subtly re-assume their familiar forms.

And I suppose I told myself it'd be better if I waited for that time to document my thoughts and feelings. Stories, however, would take too long. I'd like nothing more than to write the story of those two weeks in full - bringing back to life each and every smile, laugh, and vibrant exchange of positive energy and friendship.

I have the pictures, though. And they'll always be there to spark the memories. This here will be my best summation and description of my feelings and thoughts during that time.

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Solo Gig

Saddling up for an interesting evening at what may be our first bar to KJ at

No word back on the potential job, and the close of the week has come and gone. 

But, I may have opened the door to Craig and I's first gig -- at the expense of changing plans, upsetting a friend, and spending an entire night - exhausted and not at my social prime - only to hear that I'll have to return this Wednesday to see if we can seal the deal. Though, the people who invited me there, as well as the employees they know, have high hopes for us. They like me, and our idea.

Fair trade? Not really. But it's not like it should be. Just some observations from the week.

It'd be a good gig, but - we still need a car.

At least I have Coachella to look forward to.

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Sunshine, and Not.

Can't workout, but fresh air and sunshine still do a body good.

Writing frequency is slipping. I know why, too. I've gotten into the habit of forcing myself to accompany each post with a picture, and there have been many times I've decided not to write cause I didn't have a relevant picture ready, or didn't want to go through the hassle of uploading and editing it.

Maybe I should stop that. 

Anyway, the calf has really come along in the past few days, Craig starts his new job tomorrow, I now have to wait until the end of the week to hear back on mine, and we've all decided to go to Coachella.

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