1/17/11

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
- Leo Buscaglia

1/17/11
Listening to: Tokyo Police Club - "Graves"

8:09am-
Matt calls to tell me there's going to be someone calling or texting about getting some gear really short notice.
"ok. I'll be prepared."
And back to sleep.

8:13am-
They call.

I can NOT express enough how much I do not want to get up and leave my nice, warm, cuddly place in bed and go to the studio.
"This is the LAST thing I wanna do right now!!"

At least it's my job and I'm doing something important.. ish..

12:34pm-
Go out for coffee.

It's so weird that I exist.. That I'm a person and I'm here.. That I have life and I'm responsible for everything I do..

Walking around the city always does this to me.

9:16pm - 9:45pm-
In the 5 train falling asleep. Also it's not moving. Something happened on 42nd st and all the trains are backed up. Maybe someone died....
I need to surface and take a bus or something.

10:31pm-
Finally off train. Got a call from who ever we renter the gear to this morning.
He was very appreciative of the help and said it was nice to find a good studio in the city and he was part of Magic Hat Studios and if we ever need anything from them to let em know.

10:38pm-
Aahh.. Hot tea and a little heater. And a little heater.

12:30am-
I step outside and there are gigantic snow flakes in a flurry over my head...!
The sidewalks are covered in a thin layer of white felt.
I'm going home to microwaved egg rolls.
It's gonna be a white Christmas after all.