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  mezdeathhead
 
06:21pm 23/12/2009  
  A couple of nights ago, I was chilling at the computer when I heard the loudest, relatively blood-curdling shrieks in the alley next to our place coming from, what I'm hoping was, an incredibly drunk individual. He was going on and on about "FUCK!" and "I'm fucking SUICIDAL" and "FUCK GREELEY" and a bunch of similar, uplifting, time-to-end-it-all shoutings. It really got under my skin. Schwa called the police, and I have no idea what became of it all. I don't think they found him. I'd like to think that a friend gave him a ride home, and that he woke up the next day with a horrible hangover and an even worse case of embarrassment.

I've been more-than-average grinchy and grumpy about Christmas this year. I turn into a child. I hate the pressure of it all, I resent the time that I don't have, and I find it awfully difficult to find cheer in the shitty weather and consumerism. I find it an all-round waste of a holiday. I actually love the family part... i love the over-eating and drinking and cookies and boardgames... I just hate gifts. I hate buying them, and I hate getting them. I'm sorry if my overall yuckiness this year has harshed anyone's buzz. I don't mean to be a scrooge. I just hate Christmas.

Things at work have been crazy. The new shop is amazing. It's more than comfortable, it's damn sexy. I'll have to admit that it makes it even more bittersweet to know that I'll be leaving it in a few months time. I've been incredibly sentimental recently, about the people that I work with. It's weird to think that I won't be working with them forever. It's not even that it's a bad or a good thing, it's just so strange to know I'll be leaving a comfort zone on so many levels. I'm finally working with Ragz, after so many years. He's more or less the guy I can thank for indirectly opening the door for me to this industry. He and Sandy are like family to me. Or they are, actually. If it weren't for them, I literally wouldn't be the person that I am today. Eliaz has been my coworker and close friend for over half my career now. I've never worked with anyone as long as I've worked with this fucker. He's like a permanent fixture in career. Who's gonna tell me to add lavender to the background once I'm not working with him any more? Who's gonna talk a bunch of shit about me not knowing who a certain artist is when he's not there? ha ha.. Fuck. Seriously.

I'm so excited to start my new life in San Francisco. But it's really hard to know I'm going to be stepping away from some of the best people anyone has ever been lucky enough to call friends. I know it's not like I'll be losing these friends, but it's going to be a lot harder to grab a beer when there are a couple thousand miles separating us. I selfishly want to grab all of these assholes and put them in my suitcase and bring them with me. It's going to be weird not having them in my life on a consistent basis. Hope y'all like road trips.

We're having a shop party/grand re-opening/new years eve shindig going on on New Years eve at Katalist. There will be some awesome djing and some beer, and snacks, and great company. And crayons. I hope you can all make it.		  
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  thisismusic
 
11:28pm 17/12/2009  
  Me and Adam went walking in the Cumbrian Mountains last weekend and camped on Broad crag at 3,000 feet. It was something like -5c in the night (excluding windchill) and it was possibly one of the most amazing things I've done. In the night we saw the milky way right over our tent. Waking up in a tent near the summit of one of the tallest mountains in England was pretty amazing, and watching the sun come up over the peaks was beautiful, very calming. Anyway, I've decided I'm going back again before I fly out to Africa, but for several days. I'll be going alone this time and it's likely to be a lot more wintry - snow and ice on the peaks, even lower temperatures. It should be a pretty incredible trip!  
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