Changing gears
Monday, 10 April 2006 00:58![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fatrockstarSince the MBA pursuit has pretty much fallen to the wayside, I have to find another way to get ahead. I'm gathering up all copies of my resume and will sit down with them this week to rip it a new one. Fun.
Met a new vocalist for UCA this weekend. She's pretty good, but she's also pretty inexperienced. I'm sure she'll get over it quickly -- she's already one step ahead of me in memorizing the tracks she's auditioned to perform in the show. I'll probably work with her a bit next week on technique. She was hoarse by the end of the 2.5-hour rehearsal, and that's not ideal.
Garret went off to a friend's place tonight to help with some computer stuff. I had forgotten what it's like to have the place to myself. Much furniture was rearranged. I didn't do anything interesting otherwise. At one point I thought "shit, I should have tried to make it to the office this weekend." Shortly after having this thought it was followed by "fuck it. If I'm a bad worker, they'll fire me."
Once again, I'm haunted by my figure. I do not like being a compulsive eater. I think that's what's going on with me. There's just no control. If I'm not a compulsive eater, I have a serious oral fixation. I need to have something in my mouth all the time. Please refrain from any blowjob jokes. That's right, I went there. No need to follow. I love the peen, but not enough for a blowjob joke. Moving right along...
The weekend was pretty laid back. Shopped, cooked, cleaned, slept. Did not work. I'm struggling over a couple of new songs, trying to keep from sounding repetitive while keeping my "message," (whatever that is).
That said, the week may begin. Hooray!
Met a new vocalist for UCA this weekend. She's pretty good, but she's also pretty inexperienced. I'm sure she'll get over it quickly -- she's already one step ahead of me in memorizing the tracks she's auditioned to perform in the show. I'll probably work with her a bit next week on technique. She was hoarse by the end of the 2.5-hour rehearsal, and that's not ideal.
Garret went off to a friend's place tonight to help with some computer stuff. I had forgotten what it's like to have the place to myself. Much furniture was rearranged. I didn't do anything interesting otherwise. At one point I thought "shit, I should have tried to make it to the office this weekend." Shortly after having this thought it was followed by "fuck it. If I'm a bad worker, they'll fire me."
Once again, I'm haunted by my figure. I do not like being a compulsive eater. I think that's what's going on with me. There's just no control. If I'm not a compulsive eater, I have a serious oral fixation. I need to have something in my mouth all the time. Please refrain from any blowjob jokes. That's right, I went there. No need to follow. I love the peen, but not enough for a blowjob joke. Moving right along...
The weekend was pretty laid back. Shopped, cooked, cleaned, slept. Did not work. I'm struggling over a couple of new songs, trying to keep from sounding repetitive while keeping my "message," (whatever that is).
That said, the week may begin. Hooray!
