The Transition of Madness

November has been the busiest month of the year.

It started off with lunch meetings and random sitdowns with different musicians. It then snowballed into planning. Then sample work. Then computer problems dealing with editing software in order to do sampling and recording. Setting up the practice area in the back to function at the most basic level for the band during auditions. The actual auditions (drummers), with my anxiety to do the right thing, be a good band leader, stay organized and on top of the game. Walk the line between professional and amateur band, where does the money go, who gets paid, when and where do we play? Find a drummer but then lose a guitarist, write new material, write tabs . . .

The day job has been hectic, too. There's always a reason to stay late, especially when working the closing shift. So, it bites into ample Patch time. I wish I could become an assistant again. More responsibility, but more time afterward. I'm content with Miniapple currently. It beats any other job, right now. There's hardly any preparation, it's pretty low key. It's fun to play with the kids. Unfortunately, if you're sick and needing personal time, or just some space, the job doesn't afford you that. So, stress accumulates, I get depressed, yaddah yaddah yaddah.

How to fix that? By finding new romance. Unfortunately, I haven't been very present. I feel bad. My mind is elsewhere, tired, stressed, and broken. Things are picking up careerwise, which is to say Patch is turning into an entity now. It's only going to get more insane.

December should prove to be more of the same. Constant work work work. On top of that, Christmas' hullaballoo will throw down a ton of stress on top of the Patch stress pile.

Am I ready for all of this?

Liars -- "Mr., You're On Fire, Mr."