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Crazy Newt: Playing bass in the box.
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Playing bass in the box. I bought a bass guitar. Which means I've begun to hear every "bassist joke" there is to hear. About how they're not real musicians, about how they know nothing about music, and about how they're who groupies need to sleep with to level up before they're allowed to sleep with the real band guys. Actually, I'm okay with that last bit. The last few weeks of playing bass have taught me a ridiculous amount about music. Plain and simple. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Lola Lakely:...
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Crazy Newt: August 2013
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Playing bass in the box. I bought a bass guitar. Which means I've begun to hear every "bassist joke" there is to hear. About how they're not real musicians, about how they know nothing about music, and about how they're who groupies need to sleep with to level up before they're allowed to sleep with the real band guys. Actually, I'm okay with that last bit. The last few weeks of playing bass have taught me a ridiculous amount about music. Plain and simple. The cashier takes a long look at me. "Do I k...
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Crazy Newt: one of us, one of us...
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One of us, one of us. I love sitting in a coffee shop and playing around on my laptop. But you see some interesting people if you're here long enough. I've been visiting the Serious Coffee on Broad for a couple of weeks now, and almost everytime I'm here, there's the same guy sitting in the dedicated wireless room. He's. well, he's something else. Random quotes I've heard just while writing this entry:. Wait, what day is it? Did school start today? BRB guys, need to pee.". Moral of the story? Lola Lakely...
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Crazy Newt: Someone Like Me
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I'm at a grocery store. It's around lunchtime on a sunday, and I want my deli potato salad and root beer in my belly, so I can go back to killing indiscriminate numbers of reavers in Skyrim. Because they're not going to kill themselves, people. The cashier takes a long look at me. "Do I know you from somewhere? I suck at remembering faces, sorry.". I choke a little, biting back a laugh. Me? Instead of laughing in her face, though, I lie. Um Sometimes, I guess? Do you work out at the YMCA? Really, like me?
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Crazy Newt: April 2012
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I was at work the other day, talking to a work friend about how absolutely illogical I can be. I'm nervous about something coming up this weekend, even though I know I have absolutely nothing to be nervous about - all I have to do is shake someone's hand and make small talk, but for some reason, in my mind, I equate failing at small talk with the end of the world. I know I am overthinking things, but this doesn't make me feel any better. This lead me to tell my co-worker,. I fell in love last week. A 200...
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Crazy Newt: September 2012
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One of us, one of us. I love sitting in a coffee shop and playing around on my laptop. But you see some interesting people if you're here long enough. I've been visiting the Serious Coffee on Broad for a couple of weeks now, and almost everytime I'm here, there's the same guy sitting in the dedicated wireless room. He's. well, he's something else. Random quotes I've heard just while writing this entry:. Wait, what day is it? Did school start today? BRB guys, need to pee.". Moral of the story? Lola Lakely...
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Crazy Newt: Dildos, dildos, everywhere!
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Dildos, dildos, everywhere! Another day at work, and I am busily assembling work kits. A co-worker comes up from behind me. "That's not what I think it is, is it? I look down at the long metal rod in my hands. "Well, it's most definitely NOT a dildo, lemme tell you," I say, putting my best shit-eating grin on my face. Instead, boss looks at metal rod, and goes "No, that's definitely the piston I thought it was. Thanks for finding it.". 13 July 2013 at 12:26. What a nice post it is! Eyes of a Newt.
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Crazy Newt: March 2012
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I've Been Thinking, pt. 1 of 2 (Short Story). Note: I've been writing a lot, and figured I'd share some early drafts. This one hasn't been thorougly edited yet, but I think the core of it is more or less finished. I'm posting it in two parts, with the second part coming up on Sunday. Enjoy. -D.S.). March, 2012.). To think about bats and their perception to colour. Had this thought just popped into her head, or had she been ruminating on it during the lovemaking? And if she had been thinking about. Had th...
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Crazy Newt: August 2011
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Either that, or she thought I was an asshole:. Sometimes, I like to give very general answers to questions that expect a specific answer. If someone asks me what I feel like having for dinner, I'll them I feel like having some food. If I'm asked what I'm listening to, I'll say I'm listening to music. And so forth. It's pretty obvious I like to be a smartass. It's less obvious as to why I still have friends. By Tad Williams, for those that are curious), and piped up. I would have proposed. I jump at it...
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Crazy Newt: My Tattoo Guy:
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I have a "tattoo guy". This realization hit me hard, when an acquaintance asked me who did my latest tattoo, and I said "I'll introduce you to my guy.". Let's put this in perspective, here. I've got a thing for people that kill elephants while wearing funny hats. So why do I have a tattoo guy? He's given me one tattoo, and he'll be doing my next. So why is he "my guy"? I see him less often than I see, say, my general practitioner. Who is most definitely not. Because I'm cool like that. Eyes of a Newt.
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