It can be a shock when your life is busy again after weeks of having zero life to speak of. I'm booked solid the next three nights in a row. How did that happen? How did I get invited to go ICE SKATING of all things? (Should I do it? Do I really want to humiliate myself in front of Meghan that much?) I should be looking forward to the Lacuna Coil show tomorrow night but instead I'm just dreading how little sleep I'll get on account of having to get up for it. I am getting old. Maybe I'll finally get to pick up their "Comalies" cd though. They weren't selling anything when they opened for Type O Negative two months ago. Hopefully this time will be different.
Man. Ice skating. What am I thinking?
Man. Ice skating. What am I thinking?