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As usual, there's not a whole hell of a lot going on these days, which is why I haven't felt that compelled to write anything...

As mentioned previously, I've been really productive recently w/r/t songwriting; I can't recall the last time I've been this prolific.  I'm not in love with everything I've recorded thus far, but that's not even really the point - I'm creating, which has to be enough, considering how utterly dry I've been for the last howevermany years.  

To go along with this, I've also been acquiring and absorbing new (or previously unheard) music at a suddenly rapid pace over the last month or so, and that new music has had a significant impact on what I've been writing... i.e., the +/- record, the live recordings of new Wilco songs, the little scraps of the forthcoming Cornelius... and last night I downloaded The Big Sleep's album.  Good Evening played a show with them at the Knitting Factory in January, and they absolutely destroyed.  The album is pretty good - not as good as the live show, but still pretty balls-out.  It's making me want to re-record a song I'd originally worked up for Good Evening to play, except louder and more ferocious.  

What else... I'm still plugging away at Against The Day, which continues to be amazing.  I'll have to re-read his older books to feel more comfortable saying this is my favorite Pynchon novel, but it seems like a fair statement thus far.  Every page features something hilarious or just plain brilliant.  I've been enjoying taking my time with this one; I will miss it when it's over.  

Kath made an interesting comment when I was thinking about leaving Good Evening; she was worried about me because she thought I'd never leave the house again.  You know what?  She was absolutely right.  The band broke up on October 8 and since then I haven't gone out once; all the people I've seen have come out to Astoria.  I've been very productive, true, but also somewhat slothful and certainly very hermit-y.  This is all about to change, rather quickly; tonight is Kath's company holiday party, and Sunday is another holiday party in Brooklyn.   I'd be lying if I said I wasn't just a wee bit anxious about this.  And, so, yeah, I probably need to get back into therapy again.

I thought I heard something about a new Wilco album coming out in the spring, but don't quote me on that; I'm not even sure if any of these songs will be on it.

Therapy is good, it's just very expensive.
I'm always anxious about going out and socializing. If not for Sam, I would probably just stay home all the time.

It's awesome that you're having such a creatively productive period.
When you used to go out, you knew everyone you saw. Now you go out alone, if you go out at all.
Jono's secret to going out
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is living with a autistic cat loving woody-allen-if-he-had-a-massive-stroke dude and having his alchoholic looney tunes abusive older brother hanging out on the weekends.

I dont have a curfew, I have an alarm clock on my phone for when it is safe to return home.