Ani

Went to the Ani show. It was great. Singing and screaming my guts out with all of these fierce beautiful fans. Not to mention we were like 20 feet from the stage. Now I am dirt broke until monday and wandering through the crevaces and caverns in the back of my head trying to figure out what to do with myself until then. Things will be interesting the next few days. I am meeting a friend for a drink. I've no earthly idea what will happen, but I'm glad, I think, that it's happening.


And you gotta crawl through the desert between when you hear it and when you can play it with your hands just to rendezvous with whoever you are when you finally understand. -Ani DiFranco

garbage

THIS IS THE NOISE THAT KEEPS ME AWAKE, my head explodes and my body aches.....

Somewhere in the long ridiculous process of over thinking everything I've managed to think my way into a funky sad mood. I'm hurtng myself, i poked at ben earlier this week, and what's worse is in all of that i want him around all the time, but on occasion can't manage to treat well.

But have been supplementing with good friends and late nights in an attempt to drag me outta this funk so i can go back to being a good girlfriend and being happy.

RACHEL IS HOME

My roomie has finally returned, Ben gets home later today, and I don't have to work. Not bad, I dare say.

Rocked out with a Funk Band last night. So amazing. check out Kinetix if you don't know who they are and you dig funk at all. The bassist is my f-ing hero.

I haven't quite gotten the hang of all things spot light operator, but I'm working pretty hard on it.

I need to get my finances in order and start making pretty serious preperations for fall.

Out of nowhere I saw an old band mate who has since become a new yorker, so that was fantastic.

So I guess the moral of the story is keep on keepin' on.