Mar 02, 2004 04:15
I heard something that woke me from my sleep. I checked around our little compound here, but I couldn't find anything. Maybe one of Jory's snakes knocked a potted plant over; I'm not going in there to check when I'm not invited.
I'm taking the opportunity to have another cigarette and try to calm down from the gig. It's always rough after a fight. There's tons of expectation, then five minutes of bloodletting, then hours of feeling nervous and sick. I'll get past it one day, I hope.
For now, I just want to get back to sleep.