Riiight......

[winneganfake]

Lj seems to have screwed up on emailing any replies I get on stuff to me. If you need my attention brought to a particular reply, let me know.


In other news- got the box. Gonna be going through it when I get home this afternoon, but it should be making my life a stack easier.

Also, ajka! What file format/kpbs do you want thos tracks in, and where should I be sending them?

Other than that, not much else toreport. Except that my batshit stress level is starting to get under control. I figure I can just fall unconscious and sleep for a week after con gets done with. Right? Right?

Comments

[livingdeadpan.livejournal.com]

Yes, never mind. Ass.

[winneganfake.livejournal.com]

But, james, I don't understand... you mean you actually want all of that??

[livingdeadpan.livejournal.com]

I'd at least like the chance to try it out, see how it fits.

[winneganfake.livejournal.com]

But poverty just suits us artist types so well!

[livingdeadpan.livejournal.com]

Fuck that. Imagine all the useful gear and lessons we could buy.

-hm- I could hire the Mormon Tabernacle Choir to sing "I Didn't Get Laid At Con."

[winneganfake.livejournal.com]

You're not thinking big enough. Now hiring the MTC to sing it, at con, along with a chorus line of topless dancers dancing away right in fron of the choir- that'd be priceless.

[livingdeadpan.livejournal.com]

That's it. You're my choreographer once I hit the billion mark.

[winneganfake.livejournal.com]

So, um, how's that first hundred thousand coming?

[livingdeadpan.livejournal.com]

Give me a couple more years.