so late so late so late.
and i should be asleep.
but i’m not. i’m up. working for the man.
see, the man says i’ve got to finish my work before i go to sleep. but i don’t see the man up at 4 in the morning slaving over a hot pro-controller. no, i don’t, do i.
and what tough work it is…writing and editing music…whoo…tough work indeed.
i’m being facetious.
i’d be up working on music anyway. cos that’s what i do and what i love to do. perhaps it’s even a neuroses.
yeah, any excuse to be self-deprecating and self-involved at the same time. narcissisim masquerading as self-deprecation. or perhaps it is a pathology. i dunno.
i do know that the last cd just finished finalizing, so i have to go and finalize the next cd before i can make one more copy which will, in turn, allow me to sleep the sleep of the quasi-just for at least one night.
and i might get busy with some valerian and whatnot just to abet the sleep of the quasi-just.
and no more updates at 4 in the morning when my brain shut down hours ago.
4:15, that’s the time it takes to finalize a cd. but i’m sure that you all knew that. what with all of our modern ideas. and products. that’s a quoute from homer j.
and why didn’t anyone tell me that ‘family guy’ was back on the air?
or did it never leave and am i just dense?
the latter, most likely.
moby