Ok. So whats the speed of dark?

Yesterday Saja and I had lunch and we both talked about how neither of us had any clue what we wanted to do once we graduated.  So I thought about it, and here is what I have decided.

I think a great job would be to be an old time jazz musician playing every night in a jazz club, getting fucked up but still being able to play well, to have that beautiful of a raw talent, to be making music, beautiful music, music that would truly make bored, sad, every day people happy, even if for ONE night, and watching them in the bar lights smiling every night and knowing that it was ME that was making people happy out there.

I also think it’d be great to be a pirate, and to spend your days boarding ships with a knife in my mouth, and once on board I’d spend hours gleefully raping, maiming, and killing, drinking rum, slashing men’s throats and feeling the warm blood flow down my arms.

So I’ve decided if I combine the two dream jobs - I want to be a pirate, who at night is a jazz musician.

Problem solved.