Don’t you love it when you think of the perfect topic and forget it? I’m watching Mushi-shi right now, and the animation is very nice, as is the story. I am also editing my professor’s book. He is paying me $10/hour to do it. I am only halfway through the manuscript, and it is due tomorrow. Also, I may be a little drunk. I kept reading the PhD level script and thinking, “My God, if I get a PhD, will I forget so many basic speech patterns?”
I am also working on a jazz group with an ex-bf–my main ex. We should have our first rehearsal this Saturday. I think it will go well. Musically, we work well together. If I booked gigs for him and other solo performers, I think I could do well. However, I want to be more than a booking agent. I want to be the star–a star. I want to be more than Machiavelli. I have great ideas, and I want the world to hear them.
One of my friends said she is looking for a band. I think she, a coworker who plays drums, and I could form a punk band. I want to play punk music to express the angst within me. I want it like I want sex. I think, together, we can make a punk reality.