July 25, 2005

What, me worry?

Damn right. It’s 1am, and I have to leave for the airport in less than five hours. Big meeting tomorrow. Gotta put on a suit for it. Going to talk about the kind of gig I dream of.

And I’m awake.

Not quite sure why, but I’m awake. I should be asleep. The suit’s pressed. I don’t have to do much packing since the trip is only for one day. I’m getting to meet people I’ve worked with for a while, and that’s always good, but this is a little spooky.

Here’s the thing, though–nothing makes me nervous. Been to a few dark places that make it difficult for me to sweat much. Put your best friend in the ground with your own hands, and I promise you’ll never worry about silly stuff.

But I’m awake.

And I don’t know why.

I just better not go to sleep for long. I’ll be past irate if I miss my flight. One day, I’ll have to tell you about the hell I had when I missed my flight back from London. Moral of the story–it can be hard to find a ride at 1am when you don’t have a cell phone.

Anyway, I’m awake.

(fast forward about twenty minutes)

Just took a shower. Life is better now. More news on this later.

Still a bit jittery, though.

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