Everyone's been busy... Damn, I have drums, bass and guitar, lyrics,... just waiting for a minute when I can record vox tracks without ppl practicing for WWE over my head, juggling, (and DROPPING) every F'IN tool in their tool belt on my head, and for a minute when there isn't someone over here sleeping (gf's son works at night, sleeps all day) ... the struggle is REAL. Haven't had a full night's sleep in over 3 weeks now since the loser upstairs was evicted and an army of sheriffs came stomping through the place to bring all his stuff to the curb. Then, the very next day the landlords came through ripping the upstairs, and the basement, apart. Got new oil tanks at least, but G'DAMN, it sounded like an alien invasion when I woke up at 8am to the sound of those G'DAMN things being dragged across the cement floor under me... they put in a new oil burner for the upstairs apartment too. But sheeit,... now it sounds and feels like I'm sleeping over a launch pad at Cape Canaveral EVERY time that thing kicks on. Imagine trying to sleep through that... So, I no longer have a rock star sleep schedule 3am- crack of noon. Still haven't had a second alone with Jennifer Aniston, nor have I gotten my samich... feeling robbed, exhausted and cranky af. I need a vacation from this place. Gf's son went away for 3 days, and those 3 days when he was gone, the landlords and their crew seemed to be working overtime. I'll get this done though.