Tuesday, November 28, 2006

awkward on the ankle

Bitter yesterday or what? Seriously, I was not in the best of moods. You could take most of that away to be filed under "emotive output". I am not about mulling over absolute rubbish, just the stuff I suspect to be true; they are quite different.

Gig tonight. Money woes remain. A busy few days ahead, then weeks, maybe months. I long to get a place away from my current house, which has turne out to be an error of some magnitude. Until the next time, off I go again.