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Hey All,
I just paid the council tax.
It's weird how I always feel like such a flake but I'm always the person who sorts stuff out in this flat. Since I moved in here, I've hassled the landlady to fix our boiler, near-consistently been the one to initiate collecting cash to pay for Gas/Electricity, been charged with getting the council tax paid, fixed the shower head and a couple of other bits and pieces I can't recall at this moment.
One of the other flatmates put a small curtain on the kitchen window and the other one put a throw rug on the couch and got annoyed the first time I used his iron without asking. And some days my anxieties still get the better of me and I can't face the world. Still a flake, just a hard working flake.
Speaking of work-ish things, I just found out from a photographer that I will be covering two more metal shows this week and the next.
Also: at Neurosis on Saturday, I got to meet the editor of a popular Indie Rock oriented magazine, and managed to impress her by telling her that I was eagerly awaiting a piece that a writer for that magazine had talked about on his workblog.
Tonight I'm going to run out and try to catch a band that Elea said was brilliant when she saw them at South by SouthWest.
I just remembered that the smoking ban is now in place. I remember on Saturday night/Sunday morning security guards walking around Electrowerks at 0600 saying 'Put that out! Put that out!'.
It will be interesting going to venues now and not finding them full of cigarette smoke.
Anyways, enough gabbing from me.
Over and out.
-J
I just paid the council tax.
It's weird how I always feel like such a flake but I'm always the person who sorts stuff out in this flat. Since I moved in here, I've hassled the landlady to fix our boiler, near-consistently been the one to initiate collecting cash to pay for Gas/Electricity, been charged with getting the council tax paid, fixed the shower head and a couple of other bits and pieces I can't recall at this moment.
One of the other flatmates put a small curtain on the kitchen window and the other one put a throw rug on the couch and got annoyed the first time I used his iron without asking. And some days my anxieties still get the better of me and I can't face the world. Still a flake, just a hard working flake.
Speaking of work-ish things, I just found out from a photographer that I will be covering two more metal shows this week and the next.
Also: at Neurosis on Saturday, I got to meet the editor of a popular Indie Rock oriented magazine, and managed to impress her by telling her that I was eagerly awaiting a piece that a writer for that magazine had talked about on his workblog.
Tonight I'm going to run out and try to catch a band that Elea said was brilliant when she saw them at South by SouthWest.
I just remembered that the smoking ban is now in place. I remember on Saturday night/Sunday morning security guards walking around Electrowerks at 0600 saying 'Put that out! Put that out!'.
It will be interesting going to venues now and not finding them full of cigarette smoke.
Anyways, enough gabbing from me.
Over and out.
-J
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