Went jammin with the Utopia boys on sunday. Drummed my ass off. Felt good. We came up with a whole brand new of ideas and riffs. Hot as shit. Can't wait to fix through them again.

Work has been shit. My boss gave us that whole "You're not tryin and givin yr very best" talk once again. Tired of that bull. Wake up and smell the roses....I basically stayed back in the office till 3am yesterday....so whats all that about.

Whatever.

Alright...in my last post, I stated that I was goin to write some stuff about my life. So here goes....

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My attitude was shit years ago. I would always be late for appointments. Always. Couldn't give a hoot about timing.
I would even come really late (as far as an hour) for band practices.

"Hey...you are late again!"

"Fuck you!"

And thats basically my simple explaination to them for being late I guess. Sometimes, I would even leave the band practices halfway through without uttering a single word to them if I really feel that the band is not progressing at all or they are not playin the songs they way I wanted them to. I would just packed my guitar and all up and just......well, leave.

Yeah....basically I was an ass. Maybe the thought of "I'm the one who started out this fuckin band, leadin them out"....gave me the sense of power to do anythin I want to I guess.

When my (then) girlfriend broke up with me, it got even worse. I went on a spree. In the dating circuit. I couldn't give a fuck about knowin her personality or what's her favourite colour is all about....let alone her full name....as long she's good looker, I would just go out with her. I guess the breakup was hard for me to swallow then.

Steamin hot lesbians(yes....2 at a go), Waitresses, MILFs, a mental woodbridge patient (I didn't know that she was in that mental state till she called me up one day from woodbridge), other guys' girlfriends etc....And if you think thats terribly horrible wrong enough, I would often go out with them for a week and I'll get lost and stay far away from them after I get really sick of them.

I would bring a different girl to every gig. Once I even brought 2 of them (by accident of course) at the same gig.

So yeah, I got screwed.

But I got to see a real catfight.

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Sorry for a short one. Wish could write more but gtg and besides that was just an introduction I guess. Ha.

Gtg. More up soon.