i'm stressed out these days. so much on my plate, so little time, so many paths life could take me down at any moment.

right now i'm in the process of buying a house and planning a tour for my band (and have been slacking off on some important matters that need to be taken care of here and there).

it's been insane trying to deal with loan agents and realestate agents who are so used to the house buying routine, that they don't realize or forget that it's no routine to you, the house purchaser, who is putting your ass on the line for a roof over your head. i feel my feet getting colder by the moment and often feel like renting for the rest of my life might not be so bad afterall. it doesn't help that everyday, news reports continuously have to remind me that rates are going up and the house buying bubble is about to burst at any moment, making me feel that if i buy a house now, i'll be a sucker.

after next month the frenchmen may only exist in theory. amy is heading off to medical school at the beginning of august. it's the end of an era. i hope i find an equally rewarding music project to be a part of afterwards. music has always been my life, so i'm sure i'll be doing something. it still got the munians to play guitar with, which is a great outlet, but sooner or later i'll have my own vision that will need to pan out in some form or another. hopefully i can convince charles to drum for me until the end of time, but we'll see.

on a different matter. i just finished reading "a storm of swords", which is the book three of "a song of ice and fire" by george r. r. martin. i will say with confidence that i liked it just as much, if not more than LOTR, and book 4 is supposed to come out down the road so i got something to look forward to. sweet!

this weekend i ran into mike, (my friendly neighborhood crazy homeless guy), a couple times.

each time i saw him, he was wearing some gigantic cowboy hat (like the one pictured above).

man, that guy is crazy.

nervous twitch... go away!



last week started off with a bang with me feeling stressed out as hell due to house stuff, band stuff, and most of all friend stuff, causing me a great deal of anxiety to the point where my hand was developing a nervous twitch (my thumb was having muscle spasms). it was terrible and the weekend couldn't come soon enough.

thursday night i started feeling a lot better due to frenchmen band practice. even if we don't all hang out that much, if i just run into amy or charles anywhere, anytime, my happiness level goes up a couple notches, and hanging out and playing music is even better.

by friday my thumb spasm was getting better. i got to hang out with our friend shawn (the dude who married niki and i) and we kicked it at the townhouse for a while. niki and i offered our couch to crash on and he accepted the offer.

saturday consisted of going to cornerstone for breakfast, reading until kickball time, kickball, movie, sleep.

sunday was even more relaxing. niki and i took her dad out for father's day and that was it.

my thumb is no longer twitching, my mind was taken off of my woes (over the weekend) and i feel a lot better. i'm still stressed as hell about my house (among other things), but hopefully next weekend will be here soon.

out now!



get it!

animosity -> apathy -> animosity -> apathy



apathy wins again!

anyhow, even though this is my no-holds-barred online journal and i should be able to write whatever the hell i want to here, i won't be showing any signs of animosity towards anybody through this site after today since someone might read it and get hurt feelings.

now go home and cry to your mother.

-leon

weekend wario



friday:

went to see the lousy bums, SLA and the losin' streaks

lousy bums == lousy
SLA == some hits and misses
losin' streaks == don't remember

ate some pizza at pieces (aka greases) to curb a barf attack.. it seemed to work. niki and camille came to pick me up, and i could see that they were laughing at my drunk ass.

woke up feeling ok, but not good enough for some basketball. i was looking forward to make it up by playing some kickball in the afternoon. no one showed up, so i wound up shootin' the breeze in the park for a few hours, which wasn't all that bad. i spent most of the day reading "a storm of swords" by george r.r. martin, which is book three in the "a song of ice and fire" series.

heather s. called us up to hang out that night, but niki and i had already made plans, so i thought i'd make it up to her and dan by inviting them out to breakfast at fox and goose the next morning. they accepted the offer and we had a nice morning catching up on things. we hadn't really hung out in a while, which is a shame since they have always been great friends to us. it was a good way to start the day. i read my book the remainder of the afternoon, taking a break to walk up to tonevendor to pick up these two cds i've been meaning to pick up for a while now. i'm trying to curb my cd buying habit so i can save money for the house, but's it's hard!

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so maya and i decided to commute to work this morning via public transportation to see how well the system works. we seemed to get to our destinations without too much of a problem, but i cannot say the system was flawless.

first of all, if i hadn't stood out in the middle of J street and flailed my arms around like a madman, the bus would have just kept on going, and we would of had to walk back to my place and just drive (and probably never try to use the bus ever again). luckily the driver stopped.

secondly, the bus driver didn't even seem to know what the fare was, or where he was supposed to be going. thank god maya was there to set things straight (otherwise who knows where i would have wound up). i don't think roseville public transportation is used to actually picking up people (since everybody in roseville would much rather drive their H2 to and from work each day). the driver also "forgot" (or was too lazy) to grab bus transfer tickets and had to inform the driver of our connecting bus that we'd be waiting for him.

eventually we got to work, and the commute didn't take too long, but it just seems the people in charge of promoting public transportation in roseville aren't doing a very good job. i think if the public were made more aware of the programs being offered (and the bus employees were equally informed) more people would give it a try, and the drivers wouldn't be thrown in such a tail spin when they actually had to pick up commuters.

unless i'm weird, i don't think i'm the only one in this world who doesn't enjoy driving to and from roseville everyday in traffic on the freeway. i would much rather kick back and read a book on my way to work and not put wear and tear on my car, but that's just me, i guess.

wish me luck on my adventure getting home!

Don't Do Drugs - A short animated film by retardrd british kids

50,000 fall fans can be wrong



they suck. i need to purge their stupid anthology from my iPod.

niki and i found an actual chigago style pizza place not to far away that makes pies that look like the above picture. great stuff: chicago fire pizza

now we dont have to go all the way to the east bay (not that i mind going to the east bay now and then).

do people think you are weird sometimes? yes

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Low
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Low
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Low
Histrionic:	Low
Narcissistic:	Low
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Low
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