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Name::ron st.amant
From::Toronto, Ontario, CA
I'm an American living in Canada because my wife made me...no, no it was my choice...see honey, I said it! In September of '05 we had our first child and the rollercoaster got even more scary. Oh and I'm probably coughing...or complaining about it.
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Monday, February 26, 2007

Under The Gun

I feel under the gun big time. Shell's project is over in less than 2 weeks and I'm scrambling to find some gainful employment...I might have something...I'll know more in a week probably...won't be the most happy or happening gig but it will pay...we'll see

The stress though is pretty unpretty.
As such I've just been throwing myself into lost space with tons of music playing and hiding when the wife comes home. Though we have some 24 in about 10 minutes...our date night with Jack Bauer.

But mostly I just feel like pounding on my desk. In such a mood I've turned my back on my indie slowcore that I've been in and now am just pumping up the volume. This is GG's favorite non-JoJo song House of Pain's "Jump Around" which she's allowed to listen to until she can understand the lyrics...then it's bye bye. Anyway...

Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up
Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll bust em in the eye
And then I'll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
Yeah...kick ass.
I warn you though I'm in the mood for one freaky ecletic mix-CD...does anyone think "Highway to Hell" and "Ave Maria" are sort of bad stacked on one another?

If you think so you might want to drop me a note and tell me to skip you when I send out a CD...cuz it's possible I could go in that direction.

My arm still hurts and I can't play air guitar OR air drums even...good thing some slow REM just came on my iTunes.

Gonna have to post a random 20 song list when I fire my machine back up later.

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1 Comments:

fineartist said...

Even when you are stressed you are still wity and funny and one of the best reads on the blog o sphere. For real.

I love the idea of AC/DC and Ave Maria being stacked together, but then I'm sort of messed up lately, heh.

No air guitar? Your arm must be hurting.

xx, Lori

2/26/2007 10:15:00 PM  

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