9/12/07
I am one tired boy. I think this job is wearing me down. I learned in a time management course that when you’re pushed outside your comfort zone or something like that, it will exhaust you. And every week I’m pushed out there to be patient and slowly explain tings to people. I can’t wait for the end of everyday to shut-up and keep things to myself. How long will I last doing this then? Who knows, but I think the honeymoon is over. So, for now I will enjoy my Gordon Biersch Blonde Bock which freakin’ awesome. This beer has a full, round creamy taste thanks to the malt overload. Very nice and tops off my week just right. Soon my garlic fries will be out and I’m chowin’ down. I feel like I’ve sold my little old soul out to be ‘something’. What I don‘t know. I have no idea what’s going on here. I wanted to be a great musician with a great band and now I’m a non-descript nobody. I have all the trappings of no one. I wanted to be Silversun Pickups or Secret Machines …...