09.27.2005 || 10h26

Cellphone garbage

It never ceases to amaze me how fast a week can go by. It's been seven days since I last wrote here, and I haven't noticed it go by. Jazz was here for the week-end, which never seems to be long enough, of course. We played three gigs this week as well... Oh, on Saturday night, we were finishing up and a guy came up to us and gave us $140 in those ugly but useful American dollars to play for another hour, so we finished up as the bar was closing at 3am -- then I stood in bed 'til godknowswhen on Sunday because I ain't 21 anymore, dawg.

Of course, the extra pay doesn't mean that I come out ahead because in typical cf fashion I lost my cellphone last night, so I'm going to have to spend my gigging money on a new phone. I'm somewhat *just* short of livid about this, actually...

Anyway, that's that.



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