Exercise in Futility

Awe­some show the other night at Patty O’Brien’s (The Cas­tle). The owner told Jay it was the most peo­ple they’d ever had in there. We played well, had a good time, and I saw some friendly faces. I want to play more shows in Olde Towne. That’s a totally dif­fer­tent place at night. Lot’s of cool pubs, cool local crowd. Reminds me of DC a lit­tle– doesn’t feel like Hamp­ton Roads at all down there.

This beard con­test is only 6 days in and it’s already chang­ing my life. Really. Tak­ing pic­tures of your­self every day is hard on the ego and all of this cush post-college liv­ing has made me rather fat. It’s time for a change, maybe.

Iron­i­cally, it is likely (though not yet def­i­nite) that I will have a job at a Lindt Choco­late store. So, try­ing to lose weight will some­how have to coex­ist with a career in the pre­mium choco­late industry.

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