Date report:
Coffee place, walk through the locks, sitting on the cool grass over the canal, maybe a show next week. She’s a genius, rides a fixie, and the right height. I was pretty awesome and pretty much who I always am. Not as hilarious, though.

Today I hung out at my friend’s house for his B-day BBQ. There were a lot of people there. I had two sodas with cane sugar not corn syrup.

It was hot today. I want to move to a colder place and live with my native sasquatches.

I spent the last two hours making up this song. Maybe 80% done. I want to try different vocals when I can sing louder so I don’t care that these are too quiet. I want to clean up the “back” section. I want an extra lonely chord or two at the end. I want to be able to lift my Rhodes up the stairs by myself instead of having to use the MIDI controller.

It’s too late
or too early
to be circling

back.

Though the loops
get longer
they lead to
the same place.

One day
this will
break.

Productivity and Sounders game tomorrow with my sister. Maybe help an old acquaintance with calculus.

Mix tape is almost done for Sunday night. I have unattainably high expectations for that shin dig.

It’s 2:00 AM and some people down on Greenwood are yelling. I can hear it from my room.