Old, Dead, Dried-Up, Moldy, Moldy, Moldy.

Awh, man, I've started recording two songs in two weekends, but don't really feel good enough about them to even finish them. I realized it's time 2 take a li'l break from song-writin' for a while, cuz I keeps on writing stuff with the same ole chord progressions over and over, and my lyrics are all dry and exhausted and old like moldy toast. All that really means, in terms o' this blog, is that I gotta dig up older recordin's and make 'em into MP3's. I have enuff to last a good long time. But, I'm lazy, so I gotta get the motivation up to do it. It would be nice 4 folks to get a chance to hear some o' what I usedta sound like. Probly not too much different from how I sound now. I dunno if I'll use any o' the recordin's with my ex-boyfriend playin' drums on them. I'll have to think about it.