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Friday, June 10, 2005

Love's supposed to make us happy 

This message has nothing to do with love or happiness. (Quoting lyrics from Bouncing Souls, Wish Me Well...the current song.)

Anyways, no music shows scheduled except for the Visqueen show at the end of the month. Apparently punk shows hit the road every summer for Warped Tour...meaning most punk shows won't be touring solo for the summer.

I'm allegedly going camping (not this one but the) next weekend. Not really sure where - probably the northern Cascades. Backpack in on Saturday, camp, pack out on Sunday. Last weekend had gotten re-scheduled, an I'm hoping this one fares better.

I'll be in Columbus at the end of June/start of July - Origins Game Convention. Essentially work, but I have a good time anywhere I go, so it'll be fine. No weekend for me, but that's survivable.

I'll commit to having strong feelings about Bank of America. I have to use the phone to re-order checks? So, when they're mailed to me, they could be stolen, and I'd never know? How about, you get my name wrong, and I have to fucking call in to get the checks done over again? Oh wait, let's subject you to miserable hold music, and put a lull in it every 15-30 seconds, saying "Thanks for being a sucker." Er...thanks for holding. Each time the music stops, you're thinking - oh, a person is picking up. No. They're just making sure that you're not lulled into sleep by the poorly recorded musak.

I figured if the whole thing went on much longer, I was looking for a new bank right away. Well, it's not right away. It's on the horizon...

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