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Tuesday, April 6th, 2004
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8:36 am - Auftauchen
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It never fails to amaze me, how much better I feel after we set our clocks forward. I know it is a fabricated thing, a human thing-- but getting off work with the sun still high in the sky? Ser gut.
Joey, I never got to thank you properly for lunch the other day; please forgive me. Seeing you at noon is always a breath of fresh air, and I will admit to a guilty longing, wishing lunch could go on all day. Either that, or I could bring you back to the office with me, and let you answer the phone. But, as amusing as that might be for all concerned, I wouldn't want to put such pressure on you.
As for Armistice, things are building to a head, it seems-- we will learn this week the outcome of this hostile bid. And, for the first time in weeks, I have a positive feeling. I believe we will turn Pyramid Industries out on their collective ear. I pray the universe forgives me if I allow myself a cruel chuckle. ^_9
Lucas, sorry to hear you're under the weather. Easy does it, ja? I can pick up more juice for you on my way home this evening, or anything else you wanted. (I think there's a kleine bug going around; our Evie O. has succumbed as well. Most likely because she's been working too hard.) A few days of rest, Junge, and you ought to be back on your feet.
L.L., I'd love to hear more of what you have to say about our photo shoot uniforms-- our conversation the other day was very interesting. Consider my door open.
Lastly, I'm sure you've all seen by now, the new comic images brought to us by the fabulously-talented Mars? Hence the new (and rather gratuitous) icon.
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| Monday, August 18th, 2003
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11:49 am
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Danke schoen, everyone. What a week we've had! I want to congratulate each of you, for all your hard work and perseverance, and the Musik we made. We really made a splash, gentlemen. Though we didn't take first place, you should see the newspaper articles covering the event-- the publicity is more than we could have asked for, getting our name known and inciting public interest. The fans screaming our name were quite encouraging, too!
(Not to mention, of course, the satisfaction of upstaging the Wicked Isaacs.) Wundervoll.
Und ich muß thank you all, for the good time. I honestly cannot remember the last time I had such fun... Though I still maintain that the incident with the seaweed wasn't my fault. ^_9
Again, danke. I am proud to be a part of this band.
T., if you have a minute, I'd appreciate a word with you; just a moment, regarding your encounter with Whats-his-face from the Something-or-Others. I'm curious as to... translations.
current mood:  accomplished
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| Thursday, July 10th, 2003
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10:36 am
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I have avoided this journal for long, it seems. Not wanting to face the blank page, nothing to say but to chronicle each day's disappointment, the growing unvermeidbar angst.
And if not the bad moments, the good, few and far between, and colored with my own guilt. (Wasn't I the first of us to say that keeping secrets from the band could only be a bad idea? Nothing preventing us from having relationships between ourselves, of course. Nothing but my own common sense and the sick feeling inside, wondering what Joey would do if he found out. It isn't his fault, süß lieber Junge. How hard he tries, how dear his devotion. It is not his failing that I cannot say what he needs to hear.)
But today... is different somehow. Ich weiß nicht.
I can't help but still feel the shortcoming in myself... for many reasons. For my inability to do anything. For my surprise at Lawrence's generosity, for not thinking of anything sooner, for the shame of my inaction. For Joey's disappointment, and the state he'd fallen to.
But now, I may allow myself to wonder if things are turning out for the best.
Lunch with Joey, and last night with Lucas... Always I have been unsure if we were drawn to one another because helping him is simply something I can do, or because of something more. And yesterday I finally decided it didn't matter, when I realized it wasn't just that I was helping him. He has been good for me.
Mein bruder has the right of it, I think. He always used to say I cared too much about the things I couldn't change, and not enough about the things that mattered.
current mood: zögernd und hoffnungsvoll
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8:19 am
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Thanks for the diversion, J.J... Though I'm not sure what to make of my results.
You will live in Shack.
You will drive a red Saturn.
You will marry Twist and have 4 kids.
You will be a failure in Berlin.
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| Thursday, May 22nd, 2003
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2:29 pm
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I'm letting them down. Even as I sit here. Und was zu tun... ich gerade weiß nicht.
T. should be happy to know about Armistice, especially if it means a free lunch. But nothing can undo the damage that is done. I promised Lucas I'd talk to JJ. I promised Joey I'd be there for him if he needed me.
We all know it's not good enough.
I've gotten too close; I never thought I would. With every step it hurts.
(Would you laugh at me, mein Bruder, to be so beloved by meine lieben Freunde? Is it better to be hated and feared, to keep that precious distance?)
Ich bin eine Enttäuschung der schlechtesten Art.
current mood: gebrochen
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| Tuesday, May 20th, 2003
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4:41 pm
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You'll never guess what I stumbled across this morning, websurfing during an exceptionally boring meeting.
Wicked Culture.
A fan site about both our band and the Wicked Isaacs. A slash fan site. !! True, any good publicist won't frown on public attention, naturally. And apparently the site is quite popular, which means more people to listen to our music...
But mein Gott. L., they're writing stories about you and Skye. Joey, look out and don't make eye contact with the youngest of the Wicked Isaacs, or there will be stories out there about the two of you! I shudder to think who they're pairing me with. Brr.
Anyway. I'm laughing, really; apparently it's all in good fun. But... and this is what I noticed first... look at the webmistresses. Are they assumed names?
...Or is that the same Evie O. who I was on the phone with just the other day?
The mind boggles.
current mood: bemused
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| Wednesday, April 16th, 2003
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4:16 pm - a secret admirer?
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T., yes, absolutely. I'm sure he has them by the barrel. But me? Warum im Himmel--? I'm sure all of us have our fans, but...
Wherever did they find that statue, is what I really want to know.
If anyone turns up any clues as to who this is, let me know? I'd love to at least write a proper thank you letter.
current mood: baffled
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| Tuesday, April 15th, 2003
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2:29 pm
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A car accident so terrible it made the morning news.
Only you, mein Bruder, only you.
And yet I cannot help but wonder, are you all right?
current mood: unable to look away
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| Monday, April 14th, 2003
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4:02 pm
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They must know. How could they not? Like looking into a mirror-- only on stage, for the whole world to see.
His voice has gotten better, since last I heard him sing. I can't imagine he's actually been devoting himself to that band, but it seems it must be so. I wonder which of them wrote those lyrics, if they were his own words...
But I can't think on it too long.
On the whole, though, it was a good concert. I have to remember that. The new songs-- the ones we'd barely even practiced-- went over really, really well. Twist really throws himself into things; it's hard not to admire.
Even if L. didn't show for drinks afterward, which is not like him. I can't help but agree with Joey-- something's up, and it might not be good. Of course, getting L. to talk can be tricky on the best of days, least of all to me.
current mood:  anxious
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| Friday, April 11th, 2003
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2:16 pm
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I've been trying to post from here, the tail end of this week's concert-prep meeting, but our network connection keeps going down. Sorry everyone; I haven't really fallen off the face of the earth. Though sometimes it feels like it.
LJ, I think Bunny Tea Party would be great at the concert. I'm willing to push for it, if you are; I realize that's a crunch of a deadline. ("your mouth moving in silence / and i wanted to stop it, to take back the time/ the splendor in the grass, glory in the flower / but i fell at your words as if to violence / i fell to violence" ... Like a punch in the gut. Just right. Can't wait to hear your sound demos for it.)
JJ, I'm sorry to hear about the demise of your car. She was good while she lasted, though, right? And you managed to turn it into a song-- you're too good. (I've had an offer to turn one of our songs into a music track for a new Para Para release, what would you say to making it this one?) I wanted to let you know what a good time I had at lunch the other day. I must have needed the laugh.
...Has anyone seen LL? I know I've been in and out all week but it seems like I've not spoken three words with him lately. L., you around? Maybe we can catch up, after the concert?
T.-- This week has been so nuts, I never got the chance to say thanks for lunch last weekend. It had been so long since we touched base. I can't wait to see this manga collaboration come to life, Mars and Evie O and the five of us. And it's all thanks to you, and your vision for the band. You're going to say I'm being stupid, but thanks.
And as for me, I'm looking forward to the concert-- on stage, everything seems to slow down for a while. Everyone up for drinks afterwards? It's on me.
-JL
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| Wednesday, April 2nd, 2003
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4:16 pm - !
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You can breathe, guys.
I got a letter from Ms. O when I got back from my afternoon meeting-- she's in. And glad to be so, from the sound of her letter.
...More later. Right now I'm going to go have a beer.
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1:50 pm
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Rivals in everything, it seems, Augustine.
Had you even heard of Evie O. before, or did you only court her attention to spite me? Will you tempt her with your money? Will you render my interview meaningless?
Will you never cease to haunt me?
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| Friday, March 28th, 2003
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11:54 am
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Heads up, guys-- Armistice Productions has contacted me, which means evie o. is officially interested in joining our manga collaboration. A bit of good news as we head into a studio-intensive weekend, right? I'll keep everyone posted.
I should be back to the loft tonight, after a late afternoon meeting (especially if LJ is cooking again).
-JL
current mood:  busy
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| Tuesday, March 25th, 2003
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4:57 pm - my turn at last
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...And they said it couldn't be done. (Thanks to L., for listening to me brainstorming during the bits of the trip when I was actually awake.)
( R.P.C. )
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3:31 pm - Angstschweissen
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Of course you were there. I should have known you would be.
Never mind that you never said three words to her, while she was alive. Never mind that you once laughed in her face, while she was showing the two of us her favorite blooms in her tiny Garten. Never mind that I haven't returned your calls for over a year, and certainly haven't been passing along any Familien news.
Never mind anything at all, looking up to see that familiar smile, those frostig eyes. So little has changed.
I'll never know how you knew. You must have known I'm avoiding you deliberately. Is that why you sought my eyes across the crowded room? Is that why you ignored the proper ceremony to sit beside me, take my hand? Cold, damnably cold, your hair like drifted snow and your eyes like ice, chilling everyone and everything they touched. (I saw L. shiver when you shook his hand, and it's not because he's not used to American-style greeting. And I had to sit and nod politely while you two made conversation. You knew, didn't you, just how uncomfortable you made me, watching him watching you.)
I could tell you what functions the oldest Grandson should have performed at such a service.
But I'm sure you already knew your actions were inappropriate.
Still, Obaasan would not have turned you away. You know that, don't you? You revel in it. You think she might even have smiled to see you there. Keep thinking that, you kaltbluetig Bastard. She might have, provided she didn't know--
But of course she never did. You were always too careful for that. Even that time, after dark, in the Kiergarten beside her best beloved chrysanthemums. (She told me later that it must have been the neighborhood cats who destroyed her flowerbed. I wanted to crawl under her table and die of shame.)
...If Twist knew-- Gott.
Don't think I didn't notice, Augustine.
The flowers you brought were her favorites.
Es tut mir leid, Bruder. More than you know.
current mood: chilled to the bone
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2:37 pm - (Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.)
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...It's really damn good to be back.
Your cds look great, J.J.; I'm really impressed. And I'm looking forward to working on the webspace with you, now that things might settle back to normal. (Whatever that is.) And tell Mars that my vote (for what it's worth) would be for something small. It's more concentrated, that way, packs more of a punch. Of course, if everyone else voted for full-sized doujinshi, I'd go for that, too. I think her work is fantastic.
Lucas, I owe you something for that wine-- not only was it an excellent vintage, but I think I slept better than I had for a full week. Much, much needed. Maybe tonight I'll even stay awake long enough to enjoy some lasagna leftovers. Assuming there are any leftovers. It'd be a shame to miss out. (I can hear you all wondering, and no I didn't just wake up. ...Really.)
L.-- damn but you're fast. Heard you humming tunes to yourself in the car, had no idea you could turn out another gem overnight. Twist ought to love this one; they'll eat it out of his hand. Which is as it should be. (So long as T. doesn't get the idea into his head that long hours in a cramped car are good for our creative productivity. Yes, Twist, I'm looking at you. Next time we take a group vacation or something, we are at the very least taking the train.)
Oh, and L., remind me never to underestimate you again. I know you'd done some laundry for me, before our (impromptu) roadtrip, but coming home to clean sheets was really a nice touch. Thanks.
Joey, you and your links, you always have me wasting time online when I ought to be detailing contracts. ( Jesse Lee is... ) ...But I don't know. Is that me? Hmph.
current mood: productive
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| Monday, March 17th, 2003
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2:52 pm - Life...
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8:37 am - monday to-do list
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-meet with Right Trading (bastards)
-go over budget (word or two with Twist about unecessary spending)
-find appropriate icon
-get cracking on R.P.C. lyrics (lest I lose face)
-lunch with L. at one
current mood: busy
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| Friday, March 14th, 2003
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8:16 am
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(This seems to be a trend, doesn't it? Ja, well, it's a good way to keep track of each other while we're traveling, I guess.)
Glad to hear that L.J. and J.J. had a safe journey-- I take it J.J. supplied enough ringpops for you both to stay awake for the whole trip? (I shudder to think.)
I still don't believe that Paul McCartney mentioned us in his most recent album. The season of the culture bat! I couldn't have said it better myself.
Working on some lyrics of my own, hopefully I'll have something to show for it soon. (Can't let L.L. show us all up, right?) And, speaking of L.L., right now he's got the laptop, so I'll ask him to send everyone a copy of the master info file. (...Once he wakes up, that is.)
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