I wish I could just pick up the phone. I'm terrified she'll say no. Not again. (NB. That's all generally unspecific for a reason. Wink wink). And no, there is no-one in particular on my horizon, that you very much.
The Car Races are on here again. I can faintly hear the faint buzzing of the cars coming from the track during their practice sessions, which are about 3 kms away from my front door. Just a faint buzzing now and again (with the front window open), like a swarm of angry hornets off nearby somewhere! Should I go upto the Mount and watch some? No ferking way - it's bogan central up there! I'd only end-up getting bashed or something... plus the whole motor sport thing just doesn't light my fuse in any way. So, I'll pass on that one.
The demos are all done, bar turning them into a CD. They turned out fine in the end. I'm just... I think I'm just very tired lately... in a way I'm glad we're having a weeks' break from the band this weekend (due to race weekend madness), just so that I... i dunno... have to think about too many things. I know I still love and enjoy playing, and that's why I'm doing it. Sometimes I feel like it's the only thing I'm any good at anymore. It distresses me.
Peas be with ewe
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