march 21st, 2017: apple pie...just wanna eat that shit

i didnt set my alarm last night so i woke up a little late. 6:24. any other day and that might be a problem. not today though since i took care of hair stuff last night.

something made me decide on a post hardcore theme for todays listening. starting with emery. then off to make my rounds since its a 'people day' on account of upcoming meetings. part of that makes me vulnerable or available...depends on who you ask. 

doctor appoint for medical review board things. it should go well, but we'll see. i made things a little confusing with some answers thanks to a misunderstanding. 

stopping by to give ashley a run down on the latest in binh and tristan adventures. then back to work related things. i wanted to add lunch to the list of things to do, but as it turns out i didnt have any money on me. and my cards were at home. gay.

making my rounds again. in a different direction this time. then off for a short stop at main comm. well, it shouldve been a short stop...it wasnt. somehow i got into a long conversation with payne about random things. it was fine though. pretty good actually since we're generally on the same page with a lot of things.

no gym because that took until 4:30. and i didnt leave until around 5. craziness.

working out bass lines for next week. it was a good workout for the fingers and mind. probably got more out of that than i wouldve from the gym. 

i shouldve been in albuquerque tonight for yellowcard, but it just wasnt in the cards. ill regret it at some point, however im fine for now. im sure there will be an ocean avenue tour in 2021...ill just catch that. and its kinda funny to think that this is going to be my first year not seeing them since the first time i saw them. so maybe 2005? 2004?

march 20th, 2017: its never just music.

gym time. i did quite the leg workout. like all of the leg workout. 

after taking a day off i figured thered be a bunch of crap to do. the work of two people can be a bit much. and when considering that its been a busy time for one of those things...well, its not shaping up to be a triswin.

looks like shelton is good to go on her move. she came very close to being the recipient of some bad news. seeing things like that changes a man. or leaves a changed man just more jaded...

my cactus jack came in today so thats cool. and some old navy pants. i also picked up that undertaker and kane combo with the crazy eyes. but most importantly, those green ultra boost uncaged have finally arrived. oh yes.

laundry. last week's raw. dinner. i tried a different alfredo sauce and im thinking its not for what i made. 

somewhere along the way, the chat thing switched to music. actually i know what it was. i saw something about tim armstrong being on x-files. it ends with me delivering a solid one liner.

breaking out the lemongrass oil. it smells nice.

march 19th, 2017: decompression and disappointment

up around 6, 6:30. after clearing my mind i figured id make an effort to not waste any of my time today. mostly meaning i wouldnt do as much sitting around at the computer. cleaning up my home because its been getting cluttery.

gym with binh. i stopped at work to set out my new spheres and noticed a tire was severely low. filling it up partially and moving on. i wouldve filled it more, but i was in a hurry and didnt see what the limit was.

kong: skull island. its interesting. didnt realize how long it was until it was over. on to chilis. its not good. nothings good. colorado ruined us.

on the way out i saw that a nail was the reason for my tire issue. its going to take walmart an hour and a half to deal with that. well dang. and if it cant be fixed, itll cost like 80. dang again. luckily it was fixable.

home eventually. killing time until its late enough for a shower and bed. clearing out the inbox.

march 18th, 2017: we're cursed; i looked it in the eyes...

i didnt sleep nearly as well as last night. my mind is all wrapped up in things that id like removed. in time...these things always go away in time. or they just get twisted around into the form of regret. either way i guess it doesnt much matter.

well, today was the day the atmos air max's went on sale. and what a terrible sale it was. more limited than my hardest to get jordans. pure craziness. 

the plan was to move on around 9:30, but tran decided to make a big ol' thing of pho and have cake too. i wasnt having any of that though. instead i went with my texas roadhouse leftovers.

a trip to the outlets. i wanted some shoes, but that didnt work out. so i guess ill be chipping away at the list from online. the adidas adicolor shkmin didnt happen either, however that was dude to coupon things.

beginning the long trip back. it went mostly fine until we hit the 'welcome to new mexico' billboard. and then it all fell apart. im not sure if we missed a turn or what, but we ended up in the worst part of this already awful state. next thing i know we're driving up the side of a mountain... eventually we made it down to fat alamo. we stopped for food and it was everything we expected. shit. the type of thing a peasants dog would eat. with a side of disappointment in a cup.

during dinner we reflected on the trip. it was a really good time. lots of stuff happened that was forgotten about. like that orange juice that may just kill us. why was that sign not more visible? either way, now we're back down here. and hating it.

splitting up our things. going our separate ways. i just want to go home and forget the second half of the day happened. and its only 8:30...

march 17th, 2017: buy 3, get 3 free...

i slept in more than i expected to. not sure what did it. im thinking a lot had to do with taking the g pill late at night. but even still it seemed like better sleep. when i got up around 8:30 my first thought was about the atmos air max's, but that disappointment will come on saturday.

southlands. spending about an hour in a yankee candle. those arent big stores and its not much to think about, but sometimes things just take a while i guess. monsoon indian for food. we had a pretty cool waitress and the other waiter was pretty all right too.
guy: what does a fish say when it hits a wall? dam.
sams. it started with just gas and ended with binh buying luggage. their sams seems to have a lot of stuff in it. 

back to le hq to setup the roku and kill time. also some much needed phone charging.

45 minutes / 15 miles later we're at the pepsi center. walking around to kill more time. thanks to that i hit 21 on pokemon go. i attempted to stop at a gas station for a snickers, but that was shot down. 

saint motel was up first. i didnt care for it. misterwives came second and was pretty solid. i had to take a break in the first song to meet up with mr meven. it was good to see an old friend. misterwives were heavy on the new album. panic! at the disco came around and did what they do. and well mostly. the elevation seemed to hinder the performance a bit though. 

walking back to mevens car to pick up the hot tamales. that was the going rate for things back in england and its still valid. 

angelicos for toasted ravioli. it tasted like high end pizza rolls. 

home.