Nice Place to Live

The past two times I have left my trash outside my door to carry down to the dumpster, it has miraculously disappeared before I could take it downstairs. Usually I leave it on my porch so it doesn't stink up my place but I am usually also carrying a guitar or something down the stairs when I leave so I don't always put it in the dumpster immediately. Someone is beating me to it. I'm thinking it's my neighbor...I like my neighbors. :)

(Note: I'm not like...leaving it for DAYS and ignoring it so they're throwing it away in desperation...I think they're just nice).

Weeeee.

Why is it that when I need to be my most focused and on my game, I diddle around like a kid on Jolt? Oy vey. I need NEED to be productive this week, and next week is SXSW and my calendar is already so packed I can't even stand it. I need the week off work, is what I need. So many networking events! So much...PEOPLE time. Eck.

If I do not answer my phone for 2 weeks, forgive me. Send emails, loves.