Doodle around with a couple of orginal tunes on my beautiful acoustic guitar late yesterday night. Managed to write a song(finally). "Redemption Deception". Yep. Thats the working title. At least for now. What's it about? Don't really know cause I haven't really lay it all out on the lyric sector yet. As for the working title....well, I just like the sound of it. Probably I write about hot chicks and hard drugs for a change instead of the same old "Love Lost" shit that I have been relying on. Fuck that.
It seems everyone I know is gettin married nowadays. Up to date I have been invited to 5 weddings so far. Well, I guess it's that age...u know...where is time to settle down and shit which to me is not a good enough reason to do so...it's so much more that. To tell ya the truth, I don't feel pressured at all to join the "Marriage Club" just yet....despite knowin some of my friends who actually do. I mean, heck, I'll get married when it feels just about right.
"Hey...how's life?"
"Alright...same same."
"So...when you gonna get married????"
Gawd...Stop. I'll get married when I KNOW I wanna get married. For the RIGHT reasons. So, stop askin. Ask me about my work, my cat (if I have one that is), how bloody long my dick is, my affair with Kylie Minogue or Monica Bellucci but please please my dear peeps...just not that. Simply because I have reached "that certain" age, I certainly don't have do so. So, do a boogie and chill.
Alright gotta head back to work(slavery) now....chin up!
It seems everyone I know is gettin married nowadays. Up to date I have been invited to 5 weddings so far. Well, I guess it's that age...u know...where is time to settle down and shit which to me is not a good enough reason to do so...it's so much more that. To tell ya the truth, I don't feel pressured at all to join the "Marriage Club" just yet....despite knowin some of my friends who actually do. I mean, heck, I'll get married when it feels just about right.
"Hey...how's life?"
"Alright...same same."
"So...when you gonna get married????"
Gawd...Stop. I'll get married when I KNOW I wanna get married. For the RIGHT reasons. So, stop askin. Ask me about my work, my cat (if I have one that is), how bloody long my dick is, my affair with Kylie Minogue or Monica Bellucci but please please my dear peeps...just not that. Simply because I have reached "that certain" age, I certainly don't have do so. So, do a boogie and chill.
Alright gotta head back to work(slavery) now....chin up!