July 13th, 2003


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ealier, at Silk's...

Blech. How does one brew a coffee so foul?

After yesterday's wildly successful ultimate games, i awoke today feeling like hell. There's anoher game today, which I'm currently missing. I feel kinda bad about it, but I do feel like hell (feet sending splinters of pain through my body whenever i put weight on them) and I really needed to work on some music I found in a dream before it goes *poof*.

So I'm at my backup bar, drinking lousy coffee and doing preperatory pencil & paper work before i go home and pick up my guitar. It's kind of difficult to write music with DVE blasting over the PA, but I've managed to mostly shut that out of my brain.

Last night, enjoyed League of Extraordinary Gentleman, though it was less fun than Pirates of the Carribean, a certain character was way to young to be walking around in 1899, and from what I know of Alan Moore, the movie was probably a very pale representation of the book on which it's based. But the make your own LXG game was loads of fun.

Anyway, before I'm off I want to welcome monkey587, whose LJ presence I've just been alerted to. I don't know what it is with my siblings and monkeys...
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