Today was long. I worked all day, then ran to the venue to find out that I needed to do sound for a show, that the venue was full of dancers that weren’t supposed to be there, whined about the cold and noise, and then I got stressed out. Later Rachel came by and said she couldn’t do booking anymore. I got stressed out for the second time in one day. Then I dealt with bands that expected a million dollar sound system and bands that “hate flagstaff” and “hate studio 111” but were also obviously drunk. I then got stressed out for the third time in one day. I have no time to do anything, even play in my band. This seriously sucks. I am stressed and hope it doesn’t affect the ability to get the full time job at CCC. But hey, I’m only putting in $500 more into the Studio 111 hole on Friday. I got to figure out how to get to Phx on Saturday for the benefit @ Modified. I am begining to have serious problems with my inability to keep people motivated, or maybe I’m just the cause for lack of motivation. I also am feeling the pangs of not having a vehicle to get stuff done for the venue. Fuck, whiskey doesn’t even fix these issues. I’m going to stop drinking and eating out to save even more money, but by the time I get stuff done, everyone will hate me for one reason or another, mainly because I don’t appease their personal needs appropriately. I am Ray’s selfish asshat. To top it all off, I’m sure the show tomorrow will be a total flop. Great.

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