In a week

Nothing/everything has changed.

Still in the same house, although most of it is in storage elsewhere.

Still unsure of where we're living in a month.

Still awaiting a single piece of good luck regarding the whole moving process.

However, I went to Reading festival with girlfriendcat and had a great time- and it's fuelled my need to continue writing ridiculous music with multiple bands as I shall not let others have all of the fun while I'm behind my pretend mixing desk inside of a computer. 

Anyway, I haven't slept properly since yesterday morning so excuse the blunt post. My argument is one of dynamic- if you don't read me at my worst then you'll never appreciate me when I'm at my best.

Although, the other argument is whether the best actually exists...

Good night internet.

Huge increase in traffic

No time to write a post about how the move is going, but it's stressful and things are not really going to plan. This is partly due to the fact that we are without one, as of yet. We also only have 7 days until we have to be gone. It's like a Slow Loris themed Countdown clock, ticking down at it's gradual, but constant, pace. 

Note: I know Slow Loris' aren't really that slow. Again: mind+move=mush.

But I really want to thank everybody who's reading. Please feel free to say "Hi" by leaving a comment somewhere, I need some positive social interaction to keep me ticking over at the moment.

House: why is it so hard to leave you?

So we're moving

and it's not so kosher. It's not necessarily on our own terms, but it's happening. I've had a little while to think about it,  and while I don't like the idea of it I do like what it's doing to my family. It's almost as if every box we pack is one less thing to worry about, one more bad emotion to leave behind in this house that really doesn't feel like home any more. 

It also helps that the few people I call my best are brilliant, and they are keeping me throughly entertained- therefore not thinking about any little sadness I have in leaving the place I've lived in all of my life. Well, minus the last year, but I always knew it was there.

Mixed luck.

Great weekend, some good recording and some epic bands. However, we've been hit with some rather awful news and chances are that in about 3 weeks I won't be posting from here any more. Obviously, it's not the blogging bit that's awful- but I have to dress it up so I can tell the general public without actually telling you much.

Anyway, enough of that. Check out what we did on Saturday:

 

Snowball

More blog readers make me feel bad about how I haven't posted for a week, so this is me making more excuses about how home issues and Leopard are keeping me fully booked and not giving me a lot of time to self reflect via blog mutterings.

But the good news is we're recording a band in a local festival Saturday, and recording a pretty good band from Somerset soon- using a ton of new gear that's been ordered in this week. This is exciting for a sad individual such as myself, so it's keeping me going! We're also 3 weeks of so away from mine and girlfriendcat's romantic musical weekend away, alongside a million other things that will bankrupt me so I'm rocking the zero pennies.

Anyway, this is a bad post and I'm tired and I'm going to let it slide.

News soon, it's on the tip of my tongue.