Cadaverous Mastication

Yesterday, Barend phoned me and practically begged me to play drums for his project in Pretoria. I auditioned for them quite a few months ago, but the music wasn’t quite my style, and they’re not particularly flexible about what they wanted as drumlines.

However, he said that all they’ve been talking about since my audition is to try and convince me to join them. They have had nearly 20 other drummers audition, and I’m the only one that could do the job.

So I agreed. Truth is, I miss making music with the dude. PSordid has been very quiet because of the whole rehearsal room issue. Our new room should be ready by the end of this weekend, so we can get in there and start making some seriously noisy music again. I really need that release.

As for the music that I’ve been listening to, I’ve been in an Iced Earth phase for the past 8 months, still not nearly over it. Damnit they’re good.

Suny came online yesterday, and we had a quick chat. It made my day. And she said some things that made me all warm and fuzzy inside. If you haven’t figured out by now that there’s something between us that really shouldn’t be there, then you’re a doofus. It’s like an unspoken affection, but beyond friendship, yet not relationship material either. It’s a wonder, a What-If.

I worked until 21:30 last night, so I’ll be leaving real soon to go home. I’m quite tired, as I didn’t sleep much, and I really feel like I’m glued to this chair by now.

This morning, I fell asleep after the first alarm, and dreamed of a kid getting run over, and people staring at the scene, nobody helping. My sister was in it, and her and I went to do the first aid on the girl. It was so weird. I hope it’s not a premonition.

I’m rather hungry; I really need to start packing lunch every day. It’s not good to be hungry at work, and the stuff they stock here can’t be good for the cholesterol levels. I’m feeling very bloated and undernourished; I really should make an effort.

*blah blah blah, blah blah, blah* That’s all my sub conscience hears. “Like hell you’ll eat properly, buddy”

So the weekend. We’ll go to Randfontein, het Taryn her Docs. She’s been wanting them for so long. And I’ll go to the soap shop, get some cleaning stuff. Other than that, no plans WHATSOEVER.

As for now, I’m shutting down.

Random thought of the day: Just smile and wave boys, just smile and wave.