there’s yer proof
it’s one thing to be asked to sit in with the band, and say “yeah sure” or “thanx, but no”…quite another to ask THEM if you can sit in–but that’s what I did…THAT’S a needy Ego, and I don’t regret it (yet)…My ears (especially the right one) are ringing way WAY LOTS…that’s what I get for sittin’ so close…It didn’t seem as loud onstage as it did in the audience…the drummer wants my contact info just in case–that would be innaresting…I had fun…
gonna go to work Sunday morning at the “normal” time, let Dianne have our friends to herself…I actually thought about going to work overnight Sunday into Monday; then I remembered there’s a rehearsal scheduled for Monday afternoon…So Sunday morning it is…don’t EVEN know what I’m gonna do (or not do) when I get to work…we’ll figure that out tomorrow…
well now it’s tomorrow, and I don’t EVEN wanna go in to work–but I will…I suddenly realized that this is what it’s gonna be like next week after playing a full gig (traveling to it, playing, coming home) and just thinking about it terrifies me a little…all I did last night was go (literally) across the street and (mostly) watch/listen…my Boss just doesn’t understand why I would want to give my Sunday to the new girl (or him) and have a day off…(whispers) because it’s not about the Money…even IF I could work for NINE hours, after taxes we’re probably talking $50 or so…I usually manage about 5, and the Boss doesn’t seem to mind too much…my point is IT’S NOT ABOUT THE MONEY…Playing Music (even for free) is better to me than pushing a mop, etc. for (almost) ANY amount of money…I don’t know how much next week’s gig pays–and I don’t care…I just wanna get outta working next Sunday…In fact I keep telling my Boss it’s just the occasional Sunday not EVERY Sunday…(sigh) I guess I’ll be at work by 11AM…I certainly plan to be home by 6PM…will likely be in bed by 10PM, if not sooner…