After sitting around moping all day I’m putting on actual clothes and heading out for drinks. I’m so proud of me.

A friend I went to college with passed away from Leukemia today. We didn’t keep in touch after I graduated, but we’re friends on Facebook so I knew he was sick. But last I heard he had a bone marrow transplant and was beating it. I never imagined his dying was even an option because he was so strong and regardless of his illness always so happy. He was 24, too too young. My heart breaks for his family. Cancer is such an awful disease. Rest in peace sweet Mark.

Pretty much sums up life.

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thatchicmichelle:

Ryan Gosling picks up an acoustic guitar and is somehow 10 times hotter than he already is.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

roothakers:

Also maybe crying my eyes out.

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Why can’t everyone be as good as the Civil Wars? I am so so so so so so excited they’re back.

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I didn’t get the job. They decided to go with someone who had been at the company longer. I saw that coming because I’ve only been here a little over 3 months, and they definitely voiced their concerns about that in the interview. I’m not terribly upset. I made it to the top 3 candidates out of the 60+ resumes they received so that in itself is a pretty big achievement. But what made it hard was that for the first time in a long time I had seen a clear plan for at least the next few years. And it felt good to have some kind of concrete path. So when I got off that phone call yesterday I felt the inevitable, “fuck, what am I going to do with my life?” question which is something I ask myself entirely too often. And that frightens me.

So I went to the bar feeling completely defeated. It took all the self control I posses to not get incredibly wasted before going on stage, but I did it. I needed a clear head. Then something pretty awesome happened onstage. All my feelings of disappointment, self-doubt, failure, they started to go away. I looked around at my band, all amazing people and so incredibly talented. I looked at the audience dancing and having fun. We were doing that. And I saw clearer than I have in some time that this is what I want to do. I may not have gone to a conservatory but that doesn’t mean I failed. I love this so much. This makes me happy. And that’s all I want for myself, a chance to be happy.

In the meantime, some stability would be nice. And I made it to the top 3 so I must be doing something right. So I’ll keep applying when opportunities arise and work my way up until the day comes when I can live solely as a musician. I mean, we’re playing with bands playing ACL music festival and opening up for The Lumineers. We can’t be that far off right? Shhh… Just let me have this one.

The best part of playing in a band is after the show everyone’s all, “here let me buy you a drink” Yes, yes please. Yes always.

Hey guys look! I’m wearing a fanny pack! In case y’all were wondering why I’m single.

Whatever I’m so drunk and it was with our merch and it’s fucking awesome.

I left work early today because I feel like complete ass. I’m going home to take a quick nap and then resume with my 5 billion things I have to do today because of course I like to overload myself.

3: finish recording
5:30: phone meeting with my sup
6: meet with a client
7: get ready for show
8: sound check
10: play show

And back to work at 7 AM tomorrow. I slept around 6 hours last night which is unusual for me, but even then, I’m exhausted. Adam Sandler darling, can I borrow your remote? *hits pause forever*