Plans And Plans
I went to a very good show last night. It was Jamie Lidell and some dj's as openers. The DJs were okay, but I would have enjoyed it more were both of their sets like 30 minutes shorter. Jamie on the other hand kicked about a million asses. This was the third time seeing him and I wasn't disapointed. If you haven't heard of him check out "Multiply" "The City" and "King Of Fools". Even the notoriously dance-free Seattle crowd got down with their bad selves. I had a great time. That said, while my stint as scenestar, drunk, and all-around girl Friday was fun, its over. I've been really stressed and a weeny bit depressed as of late and I realize now that its about 95% due to my cavalier attitude to my health and financial status. Until I go home for Christmas I am pretty much going to be a hermit. I've joined Netflix and have downloaded some knitting patterns, so it's yarn and movies for me for the next several weeks. I'm mean, I'll go out maybe once a week, but this going out every fucking night is killing my soul and my bank account. It's going to be hard to stick to, but I think it will really help me cheer-up to get grounded again. Wish me luck.