Fuck you, power...

That's right, I said it. I just told power to fuck off. You might think that's a pretty big thing to do; well, you're right. It's not every day a person tells energy that's produced by mechanical, electrical, or other means, and used to operate devices, to stick it where the sun don't shine. Well guess what, today's the not every day. 

Up until about one hour ago this day could've passed as good, borderline great. Then, right before the first drum take, just as levels were set, LITERALLY right before the red line started moving across the screen...darkness. I dropped my sticks on the snare and gave the whole building the finger. That's right, I did it. I gave a structure with roof and walls, such as a house, school, store, or factory the biggest middle finger you've ever seen. It probably didn't do any good, in fact, I guarantee it didn't do a damn thing, but it felt alright. We'll see what happens tomorrow. Maybe after we get the power back on, and right before I get ready to lay down a track, I'll get a fucking appendicitis and die. I just hope I have enough time to flip the bird to the universe, that is, to all existing matter and space considered as a whole.