Mar 14, 2008 13:30
K just called from the Sin City party at Maria's Taco Express in Austin to tell me he loved me and missed me. He held the phone up to Phil Hurley to say hello and it was super loud and everyone sounded like they were having so much fun and I just got super depressed. SXSW is such a part of my life at this point and I can't believe the one time I didn't go, my boyfriend played there.
It just sucks and I'm having a really hard time being HERE right now.
This morning, my AE called me at around 9:45 a.m. to tell me a SoCal Edison substation had gone down and we were being evacuated from our office. Thus, I ran some errands (post office, Rite Aid, Trader Joes) and am back home, being paid to be depressed about SXSW.
I know I couldn't really have afforded it this year, anyway -- especially with the pending move -- and being out of town for 4 days in the middle of this move would have been a bad idea...but, I have relied on this festival every year to perk up my spirits in the middle of the year and to see all of my friends and GET DRUNK and see amazing bands.
And I'm sitting here trying to do my taxes and just feeling blue.
Ugh.