My Bipolar Journal - Episode 35

My Bipolar Journal – Episode 35

January 17, 2007

I believe I made an ass out of myself to someone I didn't really mean to make an ass out of myself last night. I have to start getting better at realizing when these manic phases are coming on. I think when I discover something exciting maybe? You'd think by now I could recognize it, but it just hit me last night like a ton of bricks. A ton of happy bricks! It's still there, but now I am aware and can control most of it. I hope I didn't lose a friend out of it. I think, I think, I think I can explain myself to this person though and it won't be detrimental to my well-being.

Things are just going so well. Great meeting about Chicks last night and the Poison Room. I might be able to pick up something with them and work with Tony again.

I made my New Year's resolution only a few days before the new year. I wanted to find a way to bring people to shows, get my shit together, get things organized and by the end of the year, not have to work these crappy temp jobs anymore and now I know I will. In only 17 days of the new year I have gotten so much more organized and feel like I know exactly where I'm going in this crazy world of music business. I feel like I'm doing something that can change the way people look at shows around here. I've met an amazing band that has not just challenged me on what to expect from bands, but what to expect out of myself from a business stand point. I'm going to to intern with people I respect and that are successful in the music business. I'm going to get my own intern. I'm going to live doing this. I'm going to live doing what I love.

My friends are amazing; my business relationships are amazing and getting better and better. Hell, someone from mother-freakin' Showtime contacted me about doing something with Chicks. I'm more thrilled that someone from Showtime was even checking things out on my site. Someone from a major cable network was checking out my silly little event that I thought of seven years ago. Some days I don't even know where I am.

My roommate made chocolate cupcakes last night! Life couldn't be any better than any of these things. I just need to sort out the poor little boy I might have scared the bejeezus out of last night and all will be well.

It's so great to be out of my funk.