Engine Orange

Author: Jude Anthony Moss

10/2

Wow. I never want to drink again. Ever. Well: Friday afternoon was nice enough. Ceejay and I got very stoned on some dankity-dank sitting in back of Sean’s Jeep on the ride up to Echo Hollow, hunkering below window level to escape cop eyes. Then we practiced at Jerry’s, which seems to be our new […]

9/30

So the past week has been busy: Week 5 of school. I’ve decided to create a whole language—like what if every family had their own language & oral tradition passed down thru generations? Who am I kidding, I don’t have time for that. But it’s an interesting idea nonetheless. I’ve gotten smashed with Tayler a […]

9/25

With Sean in the Pacific Northwest I had the dorm to myself Friday night. I did nothing but veg out, watch TV, and fall asleep before ten. Woke up 12 hours later to another cryptic e-mail from my nephew, Prince William, so I decided it was time to go see him in person to find […]

9/22

I guess it’s Fall now? So I learned the hard way you shouldn’t take 40mg of Valium on a school night, because you’ll sleep right thru your alarm clock. Yesterday I workt hard: three classes in a row, then scholarship work in the concert hall with Mr Alford & Derek Collins, which was strenuous. I […]

9/20

Yesterday, Anna & Michele (RAs from the girls’ side) conducted our monthly Health & Safety check with no hassle. Anna is dating Greg, the RA next door, and we’re pretty sure she has stayed the night with him at least once so far this semester. That or Greg randomly decided to switch to girly-smelling shampoo […]

9/18

Usual guitar lesson en el viernes from Don Filip, followed by Theory & Sociology. It was Sean’s turn to play roadie, so I slept in the afternoon as he first went south to fetch Jordan, whose car is currently dead, then north to fetch Ceejay & his drums. When I awoke I watched the music […]

9/16

Consequently, all I did Monday after class was flop around in bed like a deprest fish. Tuesday & Wednesday both turned out to be great nights for practicing. I was creative, intuitive, and perceived ideas with absolute clarity. In other words—I had a hydrocodone and a beer and plenty o’weed, and I felt fucking GREAT. […]

9/12

Friday after classes were done I ate some strange salad at lunch and felt ill, so I decided to take a nap and “sleep it off.” I don’t think it workt. To be honest I don’t think I was able to sleep it off all weekend. That evening around 5pm, Sean & I ate dinner […]

9/11

I am too tired to explain everything. However: I’ve given Sean authorship privileges for this blog; he has hypergraphia and compulsively writes all day anyway, might as well let him take over when I get swampt like this. I will continue to title my posts using the month/day format. His posts will be titled whatever […]

9/6

Jordan came and tript on campus Friday afternoon. I felt like a jerk because I was so tired and irritable and sober, I was afraid I’d bring him down. Sean was already feeling down because news from home said his beloved sun conure Naranja had died. We lookt for parties but none seemed friendly; ended […]