Futile Horn

03.04.2004 - 2:00 am (to me it sounds like filler)

Oh right, this thing. So I wrote another bug song, but I can’t sing it properly because I can’t get through it without coughing up a lung. I’ve a small army of lyrics and a bit of a melody floating in my head for the next song, but it just doesn’t work under the current conditions. I was hoping to have the six songs done next Friday, but I’m thinking I’ll have three. If I’m really ambitious four. I hate coming short on this shit.

Work has been fairly awful the last two weeks, so I am not really looking forward to going in tomorrow. St. Patrick’s makes a mad house. But the weather sure has been nice lately.

I’ve been trying playing the Japanese language tapes a couple times a day, just on in the background really. I’ve no idea if I can hear Japanese any better yet. I caught a Japanese news program on TV this morning, and apparently they expect you to be able to read the characters a hell of a lot faster than I am currently capable of doing. Well, duh, I guess.

Life has been particularly unrewarding the last few weeks. I’m trying not to get moody over it, but I’ll be 26 shortly, and I don’t feel I’ve accomplished much of anything I’ve wanted to accomplish so far. I mean, I can always put my nose down and work harder I suppose, but usually I don’t feel I am covering any ground. I’m not lazy or stupid I just… yeah I can’t figure it out.

Born to play the funky céilí,
Futile Horn