under pressure
I’ve got a gig this Sunday…prolly the most “highbrow” gig I’ve ever done…Actually it’s not a gig, it’s ONE SONG…but I am positive that I will be petrified by Sunday…I’m supposed to look my best…as if looks are the most important thing to consider when playing MUSIC…I can’t afford a haircut and I don’t wanna get a haircut…I predict conflict…and another friend has hired me to play a show with her…not looking forward to THAT…Nobody can take the fun outta playing Music faster than she can; discipline is a good thing but…she is (IMO) TOO rigid, rather over zealous when it comes to maintaining a sense of order…I THINK it comes from being a Woman (I’m not gonna let Men tell me what to do) but I MIGHT be wrong about that…
Looks like I’m staying in again tonight…not my idea, but that’s OK, I’m still not completely over this cold…but It’s got me thinking about who my friends are…or aren’t…It’s one thing to ask someone to do me a favor–and they say “yes”…But wouldn’t it be nice if they were to ask ME “Hey do ya need a ride to [whatever]?” Not gonna hold my breath…such is Life…