Performance anxiety

Apr 01, 2006 01:39

Here I sit, 27 miles away, with a keyboard whose space bar I have to bang more loudly than all the other keys.

Sleepless in Little Rock.

Tomorrow will be Awake (sleepy) in Alma. W00t.

I had a heart attack last night. Today I had another.

Am I dying? Or have I been all along?

I feel as though tonight I missed one of the most interesting Conway nights ever. If I had known what would go down, I would have quit Vino's.

I'm tired of missing out on life just to be responsible. But, I must model the role of the role-model and go to work until I clock out and then go be a freelance carry-bands'-things-for-them guy.

I'll have tomorrow night.

-Bb
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