Kisu-shite.

In a dream.  That’s where I am.  At least…  that’s where I keep telling myself I am.

Nights like last night just don’t happen in the flow of reality.  Overwhelmingly insane nights like last night are made up of well thought-out dreams.  So… yeah.  I’m living a dream.  Or sleeping through life.  Pick one.

First it was a slop day at school and I didn’t pay attention once to what was happening in class.  Then after school it was an awesome hang-out/practice session with the boys of Apollo’s Dream… to which we then played a show.  The show was too much fun seeing as there were a thousand problems that erupted, but we overcame each and every single one to apparently put on a fantastic performance.  After the concert I went to a party with Harriet then I went home. 

That’s giving you all the details watered-down tymes a thousand.  With all the details in tact, last night was a night to make all nights of my life seem insignificant.  Not a single thing went wrong.  Everything went right.  And I even found some clarity when I didn’t realize my vision was blurred.  I woke up this morning feeling rejuvenated.  I haven’t felt this calm in a long time.

Along with finally feeling settled into this new skin of mine (which I’ve had for a while now…), it would seem I’ve gone and made new plans.  The biggest ones being entirely musical. 

After the show last night, I could not be more pumped for making an Apollo’s Dream record… and I aim to make it perfect.  No short cuts.  I won’t allow for them.  The only shortcuts I’m taking are keeping Marco, Ashbourne, and Twilight Princess the way they are.  They’ve already been made, let’s not re-do the hours already spent making them.  It really will be an awesome album… probably my proudest musical achivement to date.  Then at Appa practice the other night, the tunes were sounding better than ever.  Appa’s adopting a bit of a more aggressive style and it’s working for us like no other mentality has.  Tim and I were putting together a song that I’m incredibly excited for.  The tune feels like Appastar gone really mature.  It’s nifty, really.

I was just watching Fooly Cooly.  Fucking hell I love Japan.  I’m seriously moving there one day.  No questions asked.

This is where I’d like to end this blog and just go chillax some more… but I do say, Harriet’s name only came up like, what… once in this blog?  Yeah.  That’s a crime.  Seeing as last night was only as good as how much she was apart of it… her name should be splattered left and right throughout these words.  That girl is beyond amazing… and I aim to make sure she knows it. 

Kanpai.