short, slightly tispy post-gig notes
I justjustjust got in from the usual Thursday night gig. It went well, despite there being not enough people in the pub to fill a bathtub-- okay, I'm being bitchy, there actually *were* people there for once... including (for a brief moment) Jazz, who'd come by to say goodnight after she finished work.
It's strange in a cool way that, even though we've been going out since about Valentine's Day (the exact date is a bit after that, I think), I'm still excited when I'm going to see her. That stage hasn't lasted for me this long with anyone else so far, and I'm kind of enchanted by it. And I hope to hell she's at least partway as into me as I am into her. Of course.
Dude! Pablo's in town. I hope I can get in touch with him to-morrow...
||Gods save the Queen,
One last little note... - 09.21.2006
de-stressing, biking and terrorism - 06.06.2006
Mildly stressed... - 05.29.2006
More crime stupidity - 05.28.2006
Scary stuff - 05.25.2006
yeah, the page and everything
on it is ©2000 - 2005 to me, alright ?
don't copy without asking.