I've been in a weird depressive funk all week but everything became almost-peachy again after Thursday evening. By Saturday I was back to my normal self. This is why:



So glad I decided to take a chance and randomly ask Nic if I play, or pretend to play, for Zoo. I'm now a permanent member of the band despite my gross inexperience and all the flailing I did in the background during my first gig with them.


Zoo minus Diego, who disappears after every gig/rehearsal

Last night's gig at Purple Haze? Wow. Too brainded to be clever about how it feels like to be on stage with my guitar, without the stage fright, and to see my friends watching me from the audience. I still have a lot to learn but I'm learning pretty fast, and I can only get better from this point onwards. Fuck, I can't wait for the next one. :D

Oh, and Kurt--Hohobag nights just won't be the same without you. So glad we got to jam one last time. <3