The First Church of the Wrath of Baby Jesus and Open Bar™

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So my uncle had unexpected short-notice brain surgery yesterday to remove a couple tumors. He posted right after surgery that it went well.

Just got on Facebook, and got an IM from my aunt saying that she thought I should talk to him.

DO NOT LIKE OMINOUS MESSAGES ACK. Almost every time someone has said that they thought I should talk to a relative it's been because they were about to die. Now I'm nervously awaiting his reply to my IM.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I had the rather selfish thought that I hope he isn't going to try to apologize for being an abrasive dick. I LIKE him that way. I hope removing the tumors doesn't change his personality, because his personality is awesome.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Hope everything turns out right for him.

I am home, and tired and wired from band practice. I was fucking around with unused riffs again, and unless I misinterpreted him completely, I think Pete wants to drum for any side project I get going with them (since it seems unlikely that Anarchangel will be writing again within the next few months even if we are off hiatus.

So, I think I'm there, finally, back in that place where I actually want to play guitar again without external prompting.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Hope it isn't bad news, Nigel.

Hooray for wanting to play again, Twigel!

Tried a new knitting technique to make a baby hat for BFF's oldest child's first spawn. Everything fell off the needles after a seventy-two stitch long-tail cast on. FUCK YOU, CIRCULARS!

WOMPed instead.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Hooray for wanting to play again, Twigel!

I wasted my summer in a haze of alcohol and STO. It was dumb, especially where it was clear that to everyone but me that it was having a negative effect on my mood. Maybe a chicken and the egg sort of thing but chickens will lay eggs and those eggs will become more chickens that will go on to lay eggs. During that whole time, I couldn't even bring myself to play for more than 5 minutes. The mood just wasn't there, and I've been resistant to band practice even after we got together, but I always feel good after it, and want to do more. In retrospect, I could have spent that whole time coming up with new songs and making demos to get the ideas down. And all it took was forcing me to play for more than 15 minutes to get those ideas flowing again. Hell, I started coming up with fresh ideas for those old unused riffs tonight.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Tried a new knitting technique to make a baby hat for BFF's oldest child's first spawn. Everything fell off the needles after a seventy-two stitch long-tail cast on. FUCK YOU, CIRCULARS!

WOMPed instead.

WOMPs are always good- should probably get back to that myself.

Especially with Adventures of Waffle Iron.

Gotta get back to those Rontarans, too.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Hooray for wanting to play again, Twigel!

I wasted my summer in a haze of alcohol and STO. It was dumb, especially where it was clear that to everyone but me that it was having a negative effect on my mood. Maybe a chicken and the egg sort of thing but chickens will lay eggs and those eggs will become more chickens that will go on to lay eggs. During that whole time, I couldn't even bring myself to play for more than 5 minutes. The mood just wasn't there, and I've been resistant to band practice even after we got together, but I always feel good after it, and want to do more. In retrospect, I could have spent that whole time coming up with new songs and making demos to get the ideas down. And all it took was forcing me to play for more than 15 minutes to get those ideas flowing again. Hell, I started coming up with fresh ideas for those old unused riffs tonight.

I have issues like this with my writing. Can relate. Now that the ideas are flowing . . . perhaps you'll find some HOLY^TM and some SLACK as well.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Tried a new knitting technique to make a baby hat for BFF's oldest child's first spawn. Everything fell off the needles after a seventy-two stitch long-tail cast on. FUCK YOU, CIRCULARS!

WOMPed instead.

WOMPs are always good- should probably get back to that myself.

Especially with Adventures of Waffle Iron.

Gotta get back to those Rontarans, too.

That reminds me . . . I had a dream awhile ago that Waffle was a comic character that played a ukelele made from struedel and cinnamon rolls. You were the cartoonist and wore a black beret all the time. Your comic finally got turned into a tv cartoon and Nigel is the producer only things catch on fire and Waffle runs away on the walls and escapes the building, taking up a life as a wall mural in NYC.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Hooray for wanting to play again, Twigel!

I wasted my summer in a haze of alcohol and STO. It was dumb, especially where it was clear that to everyone but me that it was having a negative effect on my mood. Maybe a chicken and the egg sort of thing but chickens will lay eggs and those eggs will become more chickens that will go on to lay eggs. During that whole time, I couldn't even bring myself to play for more than 5 minutes. The mood just wasn't there, and I've been resistant to band practice even after we got together, but I always feel good after it, and want to do more. In retrospect, I could have spent that whole time coming up with new songs and making demos to get the ideas down. And all it took was forcing me to play for more than 15 minutes to get those ideas flowing again. Hell, I started coming up with fresh ideas for those old unused riffs tonight.

I have issues like this with my writing. Can relate. Now that the ideas are flowing . . . perhaps you'll find some HOLY^TM and some SLACK as well.

I'm hoping so.

Hopefully my rut won't have been a complete waste and I can draw inspiration. In fact, the riffs that I'm most eager about that I was running over in my head and writing new parts for is about drowning your sorrows to your detriment. I was angling for that sort of thing previously but couldn't get the lyrics working. It previously had the working title of Waters of the Lethe, but I'm renaming it Drowning Again. It will still draw on the imagery of the river in Hades that makes you forget, but I have new lines for it now.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Tried a new knitting technique to make a baby hat for BFF's oldest child's first spawn. Everything fell off the needles after a seventy-two stitch long-tail cast on. FUCK YOU, CIRCULARS!

WOMPed instead.

WOMPs are always good- should probably get back to that myself.

Especially with Adventures of Waffle Iron.

Gotta get back to those Rontarans, too.

That reminds me . . . I had a dream awhile ago that Waffle was a comic character that played a ukelele made from struedel and cinnamon rolls. You were the cartoonist and wore a black beret all the time. Your comic finally got turned into a tv cartoon and Nigel is the producer only things catch on fire and Waffle runs away on the walls and escapes the building, taking up a life as a wall mural in NYC.

I actually have a black flat cap floating around that I got in high school that my classmates likened to a beret. IRC, an ambiguously sexual budding writer said I looked like a gay French director.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Tried a new knitting technique to make a baby hat for BFF's oldest child's first spawn. Everything fell off the needles after a seventy-two stitch long-tail cast on. FUCK YOU, CIRCULARS!

WOMPed instead.

WOMPs are always good- should probably get back to that myself.

Especially with Adventures of Waffle Iron.

Gotta get back to those Rontarans, too.

That reminds me . . . I had a dream awhile ago that Waffle was a comic character that played a ukelele made from struedel and cinnamon rolls. You were the cartoonist and wore a black beret all the time. Your comic finally got turned into a tv cartoon and Nigel is the producer only things catch on fire and Waffle runs away on the walls and escapes the building, taking up a life as a wall mural in NYC.

Also, I'm going to work all of this into the story. BRB.

[Cain]

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[East Coast Hustle]

I was initially stressed out by the math thing and how rusty I am, but now I am playing around on Khan Academy just doing basic algebra exercises and I am remembering how perfect and lovely and soothing math is.

That is not how I remember maths. Note that in the UK they hit us with them in plural. Maybe that's why I found they had a tendency to scamper around the inside of my head rattling pots and pans and flipping me the bird when I tried to catch them. Maybe the american method of tackling them one at a time might have been easier?

Quite possibly.

I just like it because it  has order, and form, and consistency, and if you understand the logic everything makes sense, and there are no exceptions; math is ALWAYS logical, and it ALWAYS follows the same system. If I have a wrong answer, it is because I made a mistake, and all I need to do is go back and figure out where that mistake is.

That's exactly why I DON'T like it. It doesn't leave me any wiggle room.

[Reginald Ret]

I was initially stressed out by the math thing and how rusty I am, but now I am playing around on Khan Academy just doing basic algebra exercises and I am remembering how perfect and lovely and soothing math is.

That is not how I remember maths. Note that in the UK they hit us with them in plural. Maybe that's why I found they had a tendency to scamper around the inside of my head rattling pots and pans and flipping me the bird when I tried to catch them. Maybe the american method of tackling them one at a time might have been easier?

Quite possibly.

I just like it because it  has order, and form, and consistency, and if you understand the logic everything makes sense, and there are no exceptions; math is ALWAYS logical, and it ALWAYS follows the same system. If I have a wrong answer, it is because I made a mistake, and all I need to do is go back and figure out where that mistake is.

That's exactly why I DON'T like it. It doesn't leave me any wiggle room.

I'm with Nigel.
With math you always know who to blame if bad things happen. With everything else there is plausible deniability. The clarity math gives allows for absolute responses, no wishy-washy "let's give only 1/10th of a punishment because i might be wrong" bullshit, just "wrong? ok. KILL ALL EVERYTHING!"

[Junkenstein]

Haha.  Two days after being informed of "goings on", we managed to catch students ordering in kebabs.

Like, 100 francs worth of kebabs (thats about $100 worth, more or less).

So....I think I know what's for lunch tomorrow.

Want.

Me too.  They've been stored in my bathroom overnight, so that's pretty much the only thing I can smell right now.

Be sure to reveal their storage location when about halfway through the meal.