so a lot has happened between the denver airport and here; i just haven't had much time to blog about it. and the 300mhz computer (P1, 16MB of RAM) i would have to do it on hasn't proven too excited to subject to my normal marathon-style blogging. but now i'm up at 697 marilyn, at the lord-of-sheffield-in-exile's pad, siphoning wireless bandwidth for my laptop. good times.
so far this break i've accomplished figuring final grades, catching up at least a little on sleep, kicking total ass at Return of the King for playstation 2, and trying to get these songs figured out before the gig. that's taking up most of my free time, and i don't know that i'll work much on planning my class until the gig is over, partially because the terror won't set in until then anyway, and partially because i can only do one thing with fear as the primary motivation at once.
mike and justin and i practiced a bit the other night, and let me tell you, these songs sound a million times fuller with percussion in them. it was really exciting. andrea and i are going to go over to mike's today to practice some more, so that should be fun; i haven't played with andrea for a really long time. i have some ideas for new riffs, new tunes floating around in my head, but with everything else going on, i don't really have the luxury of writing entire new songs while trying to rememorize 25 old ones, and still do all the socializing and 101 prep work required of me over christmas break.
andrea had a christmas-type party last night at her place, which was really fun; got to see some people i probably haven't seen in 2-3 years. and got to eat cookies, which is always a plus.
i've finally entered the technology realm with a new phone that can take pictures. not sure what i make of that, myself. i got all my mics and equipment home in working order, so it seems like we'll probably be able to not only mic everything but also do a soundboard recording of the show, which i'm excited as crap about. i keep using the word "excited", which is probably a misnomer right now, considering i'm caffeine-less and just spent 11 hours sleeping on a couch that's way too small for me and my spine feels like a giraffe tried to have sex with it. i'm not sure i'm capable of being excited about anything.
the whole work-out-my-life-over-break thing isn't going terribly well; right now i'm chalking it up to jet lag and getting used to actually living with people all day instead of being in my creepy, cave-like apartment and/or creepy, cave-like office. a few of my relationships with certain people are going in, shall we say, a less positive direction than i think is necessary, and i had hoped to gain enough presence of mind to try to improve these situations. so far, though, no go. my M.O. has mostly been really intentionally (and probably obviously) avoiding any situations where i have to handle negative feelings. this will hopefully get better after i get a little self-indulgence (i.e. being constantly drunk for a few days) out of my system.
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