Jan 1st I flew up to Billings and hung out with Harley and company... building puzzles
wearing ww2 helmets
watching the door freeze at -46F
Then on the 20th I moved up to Missoula. This is a shot off the M. The sun never shines here...
I moved into this shit whole with a creepy mother fucker for about a week until I complained enough they gave me a new room.
Moved into this hall, it's a "suite" there's 4 separate rooms and a common living room... much better, have my own space and I don't get a creepy i-want-wear-your-skin vibe from my roommates.
So there's a brief recap on what I've been doing. Soak all of that in alcohol and it's more or less accurate. I hit the bars once I got here... nothing like broken dreams. It's not too bad, just wish the sun would come out every now and then.
As for music and writing, I need to do some catch up. I have all my equipment here in my little 8 by 8 room just need to unpack and set up. I have a few new songs kicking and some old ones I gotta get off the tapes. Need to finish some ideas I have on paper as well. I'll be in touch.
