So, we're talking about numbers and words last night. It turns out words are my thing - I don't really think anyone I know relates to it that well. Why doesn't anyone I know have the same way of expressing themselves as me? Doesn't bother me, just wondering.

Couple of things: I have been reading a lot of journals and blogs (whatever you want to call them) recently. They show that no matter what lifestyle you lead, or where you are in the world that there are some things are the same no matter what. That's pretty comforting in some ways. Also, i've been discovering that people take all those words to heart. please make sure if you are going to read words about you, or about something you care about you have a sense of perspective. I have the added protection of being super-arrogant so i'm usually pretty quick to dismiss most stuff, but some people have thin skin and get hurt....safety first kids, cover your ears and eyes and take cover.

I got told I was to write about what i do outside of the band right now. i don't do much outside of the band apart from work, to give you an idea of exactly how much you don't wanna hear about it i will give you an example of my day today:

8.30am - drive my dad to work (it's snowing outside and i hate the cold)
9.10am - meet dan and maunder (chris martin to some of you) at the studio. learn about using MIDI based hardware and software for the album.
12.00pm - grab a Subway for lunch (worth every penny i don't have)
12.20pm - work. (i have the luxury of calling work everything from sorting out posters for the schools tours to designing websites and computer stuff for companies and bands).
1.00am - sleep.

that's it. fortunately for me, i have learned to pack in as much as possible into my time off so I can get out, fuck up some part of my life and get back home within a few hours or so. sometimes i don't even need to leave my chair.

i love my life and i am well aware that nothing gold can stay, so i'd better stop writing and get back to the boring stuff that i do. i have friends and enemies that fill their days just to pass the time. i hope they make it out alive.

p.s. i'm sorry if you're waiting to hear from me, i have been in the bubble for a while now and forgot there was life outside.

Max x