very weird last couple of days. wednesday the cafe was so dead i started going through all the paint that is kicking about, try to figure out what is usable/notusable for the upcoming 2 day building day. the bottom of one of the tins had rusted through the bottom a bit so when i was putting the top back on (slight bashing w/ bottom of a screwdriver) four large holes split in the bottom. white paint everywhere. well, not that bad, but bad enough.

thursday the health inspector came by. was taken out of the kitchen for 2 hours to inspect everything. he was actually quite cool, didn't take his job uber seriously, made some good suggestions didn't have any MAJOR complaints, didn't threat to shut us down (which seems to be the norm) so i must have done good. made some latkes. chucked a drunk out - enjoyed the tingly aderaline high afterwards (or possibly tricked myself into believing that forcing down the fear was fun).

friday = chrismakkah. seemed to be punk day at forest, loads of band shirts, mohawks, angsty teens and scenesters. i was wearing my 'guess i was punk once shirt'. joy. amelia made yarmulklauses and we had latkes/mulled wine/eggnog. the party will forever be known as the pedo party (at least in my head). there are these underage volunteers who were all over the place (meaning, drunk and hitting/feeling up everyone). they're cool kids, a bit immature, and a lawsuit waiting to happen. can't wait to have a talk with them - mostly it will consist of the following 'you guys are cool, but don't ever hit on me or anyone else of legal age again'. called north. dustin has a keg. kegs are hot. kegs are not available here.

christmas eve - had to break into my work to pick up some stuff i left behind (gave my keys to a coworker so he could get in during the holiday).

now typing this

going to fife for christmas with family up north. food food food. drink drink drink. smoke smoke smoke.

working on some great projects at the moment. i just wish they were worth some cash. i'm broke, not seriously broke, somewhere between 'oh, christmas shopping was fun' broke, and 'shit, how am i gonna pay rent?' broke.

no nye plans. thinking of fucking off the forest alltogether. can't decide. natalie (of c-reps) is coming up for a few days and leaving jan 1. should be fun.

speaking of c-reps, i think i've decided that since moving to edinburgh i've found my 'UCI', but i haven't found my 'c-reps' nor my 'chemistry'. i need all three to be happy me thinks.

reel big fish playing in scotland again, this time in e'burgh. might go to grab another wristband, will def go if tim is back and wants to go (he missed the last time they were in town). in april we've got less than jake - joy, fun poppy punkorama - everyone makes fun of my music sensibilities. fucking indie kids - nah, i love em.

check out colon-open-bracket. they're playing in glasgow in january. hooray. i'm gonna try to recommend one myspace musician every week or so.

peace and hugs.