...Ahem.

I had a hiatus. My bad.

I have been working for the last week and a half, thus (hopefully) officially ending my 4+ month unemployment streak. It was a good run, and I'm very proud of everything that I didn't accomplish, but I need fun time party money for the summer. And I like eating. I'm temping at Greater Victoria Savings for a couple weeks, at which point i'll need to find another job, and quickly. I'm doing data entry. It is boring. Clearly, that makes me boring. A boring man, who enters data on a computer. Let me tell you about my life.

Andrew's Massive Summer Plans: I'm signed on to work and possibly play several large festivals around BC, including VEMF, Entheos,Soundwave, and Shambhala. I'm incredibly excited to be able to do this, as it has always given me infinitely more pleasure to be a part of the creation of large events like these, rather than a participant. I'll mostly be doing security during VEMF and Entheos, so I'm going to be getting special training this weekend on how to calm people who are too high on drugs, AKA Psy-crisis training. It should be very interesting. The big hurdle in all of this is making sure I can afford it. But, I also know it will work out. Because it is meant to. Zen.

We had a rare gathering of the infamous Quadra gang at the Rainbow House last night, which included myself, Justin, Colin, Davis, and Jason. It always feels like a big event when we manage to get together, like that picture Roosevelt, Stalin and Churchill all hangin' out. Like when we part ways, some important shit will have been settled. But we mostly just get drunk, and try and relive the past. Which makes me sad. I think we've reached that point- or maybe just I have- where I've changed who I am so much that I can't relate to my old friends anymore. There's always this uneasiness when the conversation remains in the present, or strays towards the future, so we all retreat into the comfortable past. Of old conflicts, old movies made, and the good times of high school. Which is all well and good, and I speak of it fondly for the most part, but then the old group dynamic comes back into play. The one where we undermine eachother's confidence and I end the night feeling kinda bad about myself. And I end the night wondering when we're gonna collectively stop living in our pasts and actually create something new that we can dwell on in 7 years time. Because if we're still talking about that hilarious Time Travel movie we made and how our media teacher screwed us...well.

I'd just like to take this time to throw a random shout-out to the people I've been spending much of my days with lately. I'm not gonna list of any names, but you are all awesome, and have helped me grow so much over the last several months. I only hope that I've given something back, in some way or another. Because I can be pretty fuckin' lifeless sometimes.

My next gig is on Saturday, May 3rd, at the Sunset Room for the Sunset Sessions. It's going to be a fundraiser for Mr. Shayne Avec I Grec, to aid him in his travels. I'm fuckin' stoked. A) Because it will be the first time I've played an official show at the venue that I've put much of my energy into for the last year and B) Because I'll be playing alongside all my fellow Returning Saturn kin, whom are some of my favoritest peeps in the world right now. The show starts at 10, I go on at 11, and I hope you can all make it out and show some love. Plus, I'll hopefully be unveling my logo and releasing my first demo. Fingers crossed. I'll post up the flyer here soon as I get my hands on it.

Goodnight, and good luck.