Day 2,482: You and Me

Day 2,482: You and Me

Oh, you thought you was in charge? Nope. Master of the house, right here. Tongues out, gunz out. I run dis town. Better put some respect on that name, dame. P-U-P-P-why? Because I gotta. Get dem treats. You might call me an attack doggo, because I will attack that...
Day 2,481: Cold Tea

Day 2,481: Cold Tea

She’d run a small empire from this room. You’d never know by looking at it. Wasn’t even a legal unit, stuffed up in the top of the building with the HVAC systems and the roof access. No kitchen. Bathroom was around the corner, shared with the building’s maintenance...
Day 2,480: Whaddaweek

Day 2,480: Whaddaweek

Bush. Whacked. Gawdam. I am absolutely dead to the world tired. I got in a DJ set with Liz, the first time I’ve played in two weeks, almost exactly. It was lit. We broadcast both on Twitch and Facebook, which was so fun. So. Fun. I had two weeks worth of new music to...
Day 2,479: More Myself

Day 2,479: More Myself

I was more myself today than yesterday. Still…still very much bouncing up and off that wall I hit a couple days ago. But, I was less tired today. Yesterday I was so fracking tired. Not so much today. I was still brain fried, though. I need a day or two off. Not...
Day 2,478: Burning Out

Day 2,478: Burning Out

Burning out right now, y’all. Not bc anything bad has happened, thank baby Jesus. No…just too much work. Adding the building onto a full time work schedule has cut out all my recharge time, and that just takes a toll, ya know? The good news: ain’t gonna last...