Sprummer

Chilling tonight watching the UEFA Cup Final. Tomorrow is the gig at Cats. It was fucking hot as hell today. The house is an oven. It was 33C or 91F. Joder! Juan came and got my cymbals earlier. I'll be using his cousin's drums, which should be interesting. But i play all these crappy kits at the practice studio, so it will be fine. I gave Juan my snare, an extra cymbal stand and my pedal. I love my kit but it is hard to transport with only Juan's Mini. There's a lot of lugging involved. And i have to work so i won't get to the gig til 8:30. Juan's cousin's band starts at ten. We go on at eleven.

Spanish football announcers suck. It sounds just like gibberish.

Werder Bremen just scored in extra time. They are playing a Ukranian team whose name i have no idea how to pronounce, let alone spell.

The allergy levels are nuts right now. Stuff flying in the air. I'm okay today. I was dying yesterday.

Our brand new floor is ruined again. The pipes poked right up through the floor again. But it looks like they recemented it. Idiots. You have to fix the leak before you lay the floor. Which is why they should take care of the mold in my closet first. The plumbers here are morons.

Same as it ever was
-Talking Heads