Woke up late today, and I'm bummed about it. Didn't hear my alarm go off, and now I'm too close to lunch to in all good conscience have breakfast, but not close enough where I should have it now. Woe is me. Weather's been a total shitstorm, too. June was more like April/May. I mean, I enjoy thunderstorms, but this is ridiculous.

Took stock yesterday of where we're at with the writing and we've got nine tunes written so far. Still have a ways to go, but good to know we're making progress on that front. Finished up a track with Dan last week, too. This is the most exciting thing going on in my life right now. That, and having people over tomorrow for a big fuckoff Mario Kart/Goldeneye disastrothon. And the Paradise show, of course. That's huge.

On that note, The Luxury's got some new tracks up on their site. You should go check it out. I'm also not going to tell you to buy tickets to the Paradise show, because I know you already did this the first time I asked you. I trust you, Internet.

Gotta say, I'm still not feeling Kings of Leon. Need Somebody and Sex On Fire get stuck in my head regularly, but I don't like the songs very much. Doesn't really go anywhere, it's just the same thing repeated several times (granted, it's nothing but a goddamn hook that sinks in deep). Eh, I guess I've yet to be that compelled to buy their stuff. I liked The Bucket, even though it suffers from the same problem. Someone should teach those guys to write a middle eight.

Henry