Well, the recording is, anyway. We blathered on and on…and ON for an hour and 40 minutes. Then we actually started editing things down a bit. I officially hate us. I don’t know how I drew the short straw, but I ended up with the section featuring such fascinating discourse as a 2 minute discussion of pickles (I’m not even exaggerating), Kelly taking us all on a weird and abysmal tangent about a jar of fat, and (these were the saving grace) Liam ranting. Actually, Liam ranted a lot…
So I get to stitch and cut and paste and whatever else some of this ‘content’ together in to a finished product this time. Yikes. I don’t plan to start for a couple of days (seriously, I hate us all, including me. If it isn’t Liam yelling about something, it’s me making strange noises in the background), but I will eventually get in to it and see what I can pull out. I also need some ‘between bits’ music, though I have some ideas in mind for that.
Oh, and Vlad brought a jar of seal meat. It was hideous. It quite honestly looked like someone took a wet shit in a jar. It smelled about as good. Yet, being a completel retard, I took a spoonful…believe it or not, this mess tastes like beef :
Ha! I'm stealing content from VLAD! Turnabout, motherfucker!
So there you have it. Another day, another post…and a hideous image from Hell itself.
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