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dubkitty wrote:now i don't know what to think.

Think that the best times have yet to be had and be happy...

it'd be easier if i still didn't miss my old life so much. redwoods, a steady job, a woman who could cook fried chicken, my kitties in the yard. i'd sell my soul in a second to go back and try again.

dubkitty wrote:it'd be easier if i still didn't miss my old life so much. redwoods, a steady job, a woman who could cook fried chicken, my kitties in the yard. i'd sell my soul in a second to go back and try again.

You didn't miss that stuff before you had it and who knows what's ahead... Being on the happy train will get you there faster than the sad train...

Time for some Campfire Headphase loop-alongs, methinks.

sonidero wrote:

dubkitty wrote:it'd be easier if i still didn't miss my old life so much. redwoods, a steady job, a woman who could cook fried chicken, my kitties in the yard. i'd sell my soul in a second to go back and try again.

You didn't miss that stuff before you had it and who knows what's ahead... Being on the happy train will get you there faster than the sad train...

you're right, of course. it's just that my memory is so good at bringing it back.i've been weepy all night for no good reason.

dubkitty wrote:

sonidero wrote:

dubkitty wrote:it'd be easier if i still didn't miss my old life so much. redwoods, a steady job, a woman who could cook fried chicken, my kitties in the yard. i'd sell my soul in a second to go back and try again.

You didn't miss that stuff before you had it and who knows what's ahead... Being on the happy train will get you there faster than the sad train...

you're right, of course. it's just that my memory is so good at bringing it back.i've been weepy all night for no good reason.

Dude, I can totally relate. Thinking of what seems now like the good times sometimes gets to me too. Remembering life in that beautiful house with the beautiful wife, our little daughter and little dog is a thought that is very hard to bear some of the times. But mostly I manage to distance myself from it far enough to just enjoy how good it was back then. I had it good then, and had it good a couple of other times. It is a fond memory and I am proud that I lived it and more importantly lived through: the break-up, the getting out of the beautiful house, the divorce, putting up with bullshit for the sake of my daughter. Just like you lived through it, man. You got out of there, managed even if always on the edge, but what the hell, you managed, stood up for yourself and you don't give up. I'm proud to internet-know you!

Did some guided meditation earlier. It started out really relaxing, then I got anxious because I hadn't moved in so long, but I was able to keep calm and stay steady throughout the whole process. It felt good to be able to control myself in that way. I didn't want to move when we came out of it, felt numb, made of stone. Peaceful.

God damn, I didn't expect playing an extended range guitar to be as refreshing as it is.

Achtane wrote:

The4455 wrote:I'm working a Melt Banana show tomorrow!

Fuck!
I wanna know what the new Melt-Banana's like live...

I've only got a 32 track recording of the live show... It was loud, the two of them were very nice and I took alot of pictures of their gear. I also got see the guy without his mask.

The4455 wrote:

Achtane wrote:

The4455 wrote:I'm working a Melt Banana show tomorrow!

Fuck!
I wanna know what the new Melt-Banana's like live...

I've only got a 32 track recording of the live show... It was loud, the two of them were very nice and I took alot of pictures of their gear. I also got see the guy without his mask.

Sweet! Yeah, the brief time I talked to them, they were all super nice.
I SURE WOULD LIKE TO HEAR THAT SHOW...
...
...

Bounce it down to stereo first.

phantasmagorovich wrote:Dude, I can totally relate. Thinking of what seems now like the good times sometimes gets to me too. Remembering life in that beautiful house with the beautiful wife, our little daughter and little dog is a thought that is very hard to bear some of the times. But mostly I manage to distance myself from it far enough to just enjoy how good it was back then. I had it good then, and had it good a couple of other times. It is a fond memory and I am proud that I lived it and more importantly lived through: the break-up, the getting out of the beautiful house, the divorce, putting up with bullshit for the sake of my daughter. Just like you lived through it, man. You got out of there, managed even if always on the edge, but what the hell, you managed, stood up for yourself and you don't give up. I'm proud to internet-know you!

So im nearing the end of my IT training course. Its been a long road, and now that its reatching the end, I don't know if I'll be ready. But I've proven to myself time and time again over the course of the class that I've learned far more than I realized. Anything im feeling now is just nerves. I'm ready to kick this test's ass and get certified.

Another potential band starting up.

My dad disowned me a day or two ago, but I'm actually kind of happy because I was sick of the negativity and lack of support. It was kind of a relief more than anything else, because now i have to find my own way to support myself, and in the only one who can let me down.

Having that kind of self accountability is oddly comforting, which is weird because it used to be intimidating.

Am I an adult now or something?

IEatCats wrote:Another potential band starting up.

My dad disowned me a day or two ago, but I'm actually kind of happy because I was sick of the negativity and lack of support. It was kind of a relief more than anything else, because now i have to find my own way to support myself, and in the only one who can let me down.

Having that kind of self accountability is oddly comforting, which is weird because it used to be intimidating.

Am I an adult now or something?

I don't know if that makes you an adult, but I'm happy to hear you are doing better