A couple of days have passed and you're going to just let things flow for this post.
This morning, or rather yesterday morning, you purchased the .mp3 download of the debut Puscifer album "V is for Vagina". Part of you is wandering why purchase it when you can probably find it on a file sharing network; answer: time is valuable and headaches are costly, and your experience with FSNs is generally one that leads to headaches; answer: you enjoy the feeling of supporting an artist who's work is inspiring you in a way that hasn't happened since Nine Inch Nails: Still/All That Could Have Been was released.
You've been dealing with yourself a lot lately. That part of yourself your trying to let go of, to move on from. Conflicts, arguments are becoming more and more regular. You were able to keep him mum and unobtrusive for the past couple days, but today he was starting to get a little out of hand. Friday night he kept you from enjoying yourself as much as you could have. Despite this you were still able to fully appreciate and enjoy the Chant show; Bradley continues to be an excellent underground performer, inspiring even. After the show you got some good news for Nemion in the upcoming Terrorbyte festival.
You keep talking to yourself, actually you're talking to people that you've met in real life, only your imagining having a conversation with them and responding as though they were actually right there in front of you. You've been doing this since you were a kid; you're not sure how far back. You're not sure if that's really you or that person you're trying to put in the back room who is doing this.
At least today you got a bit of commission work done. The EP art is still in production, but progress is underway; the organizational logo is just awaiting confirmation of satisfaction from the client. You also got the all your fliers posted/distributed for the show this Thursday at Headhunters, and managed to get the inking on the last page you worked on completed - a lot of little things to ink that were starting to make your stomach ache - actually that was the cafe mocha reacting to the Mexican Coke you had earlier that day.
You need to sleep now. You have rehearsal tomorrow, and you need to really hit that shit like Ariana Jolie.
"Naturally you're still wrestling with it, so sometimes...you're still you."
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