6/20/09

Where do I start? I'm half-awake, and notice that my older brother is about to leave the house for this job, but he's wearing one of the shirts I purchased recently from Marshall's. Mind you, I was a bit irritated, since he has been borrowing a lot of my clothes lately. So, in a kind-of-irritated tone (still half-awake) I utter "My shirt..." and then go back to sleep, though I'm not sure for how long. When I finally do wake up, my mom gets on me, saying that I might have made my brother feel bad for taking my shirt. Guilt does set in, so I called my brother a bit later in the day to apologize.

The weekend is a bit fresh, and my aunt has rented a truck so we can get some belongings out of the house. I did a good chunk last night, so I really didn't get to do much today. Mom asked me to accompany her to this little church event because, she claims, "Mr._____ has been acting creepy." That doesn't make a lick of sense to me, and initially, I refused to go because, honestly, the church and I have been drifting further and further apart since I've gotten older. I believe in God, but I don't feel like rising early for church.

I get some breakfast, and at the last minute decide to go to church. Instantly, I'm being "volunteered" by my mom to get ice from the kitchen, as well as carry groceries from one of the vehicles. I don't stay there long. I leave, and chill in the house for a bit before I have to pick my mom up a few hours later. We use four vehicles daily, and they're all being occupied, especially mine. My mom and aunt have to use my car (A Ford Escort Station wagon) to transport themselves to summer school next week, my brother's car (Ford Festiva) is alternated between various folks (sometimes, I have to be taken to my part time job). My aunt's car (a Sentra) is used mainly by her son and daughter, who have part-time jobs. My younger cousin's Jimmy has been out of commission for several months, so it just sits idle in the middle of the driveway. Finally, my mom's car (a Toyota Echo) is occupied soley by my younger sister, so much that you may as well say it's her car.

I worked today from 4-8:30 (ran over by 30 mins.) even though it was my day off. Hey, more hours equals more money. I'm here now, typing up this entry, feeling a bit stressed about my current situation: still living at home, working part time, bills up my ass, etc. I can do so much better than I am now, so why am I not taking that extra step?

I'll leave it at that for now. More to come when when Bonanza experiences more.

6/27/09

Hello again.

I've been feeling down for the last day or so because my Idol, Michael Jackson, passed away. he was one of the people I wanted to meet before I bought the farm, and sadly, I'll never get the chance. Work has gotten a bit better. I've actually been called in on my days off, which means I'll get a little more in my paycheck.

I really need to start going to the Y more often. Because of my schedule, my generally 2-3 times a week visitation has decreased to barely one day a week. I can feel my muscle mass decreasing and cardio endurance lessening as well, so I need to get on a roll before I pick up more weight.

I saw the midnight showing of Transformers, and didn't get back home until 4 a.m. (because I had to drop off a friend in Prince George). I liked it overall, but it will be a while before I see it again. 151 minutes can really take a lot out of a brother.

I can't believe I've been a moderator in creativity for one year. I think I could have done a better job manning the stations, but you know the Mag and how traffic comes and goes at this place... I want to make sure the next year goes by quite smoothly.

I'll end it here, diary. See you later.

6/29/09

Keeping it brief. I was starting the new work week, and suddenly, part-way through my shift, I am feeling like sh*t. I even go into the break room to see if whatever is wrong with me can be controlled. Obviously, that wasn't the case. I had to leave work early, head to the emergency room (where my fever was confirmed), got blood work done (I was pricked a total of 4 times), and finally discharged.

Sleeping...was hard. I had a splitting headache (due to the fever), but lucky for me, my mom and aunt kept the fever down with the aid of water and Tylenol. I'm happy to say the fever is down, which is why I'm able to type to you know.

I'm sorry you are sick. I hope you feel better soon.

As of this posting, I'm feeling between 85 and 90 percent. Fever is down, and I have an appointment tomorrow morning.

7/13/09

Yesterday wasn't a particularly good day for me. Details aside, it affected the way I was working in the department, but I'm happy to say that I'm slowly getting over this hurdle. On a positive note, it's about a month away from my birthday. Of course, I'll be expecting my yearly gift of dirty looks from Talvarius, as well as a generous gift from the family. I hope the boss lets me have the day off. If not, it wouldn't phase me either way. I finally resumed work on my long delayed fifth album Penrage. It's slow, but I vow that I will get this thing done. I'm currently working on a sequel to "My Life." I hope to get it done in the next couple of days (since I have off from work).

Before I leave, it's funny. I called up Frito-Lay to request that a flavor be returned and I'm given coupons in the mail about a week later. 55 cents off a bag of chips. Man, I don't think I'll even use 'em. Til next time,

Bon

Power to the people!

So have you been doing anything lately to continue promoting your music or get it played in more venues or are you set on writing and recording for now?

I caught a wicked case of writer's block, and I've been trying to perfect my vocals. Otherwise, this album would have been done already. I'm writing right now, so I guess you could say I'm on the buzz track again.