Kris' Grandma passed away a couple days ago. This comes hot on the heels of the passing of his grandfather, for which he had to travel back to Hawaii. Was it less than a month ago? He may have to go back again. He was much closer to her than his Grandfather, apparently. We'll see if he goes back to Hawaii again.

I'm not really sure what having a grandparent is like, really. None of mine lived much past when I was born. I imagine they are about as close as my uncles are to me. (When I started wearing my hair in a braid, my Mom said "that's how your grandfather used to wear his hair!". That's kind of cool.)

I've been working a lot on a new website for the band. Between that and work, I haven't been sleeping much. My skin goes all crappy when I don't sleep. Still, I'm just glad I've been able to make myself do stuff. The amount of motivation you can muster determines how effectively you will take on your tasks.

I want to be the man who can make himself do anything.

Have I ever mentioned how I idly envision destruction? I'm sure I have. When my mind is idling, I start imagining all things in the immediate area being violently deconstructed. It's not because I LIKE things coming apart, or that I want them to. It's just my mind fidgeting. Between words in this sentence, I've been imagining this laptop shattering, snapped in half by some unseen projectile.

Sleep! Can't you rest?!