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The show / The hurt / The cats / The hands
02/09/2002 - 1:53 p.m.
All right already. No more pussyfooting around. Once again, I am reminded just how filthy much I love performing, and how stupid I have been not to have embraced this love more fully over the last coupla years. Coming soon to a dive near you, The Redblur Rock and Roll Dance Band Orchestra.
The show went fabulously. Large crowd, a good time was had by all, some of my coworkers even showed. They are all folks I consider good work pals, and who know me fairly well, so I don't think any of 'em were too surprised at the sight of me jumping up and down and hollering like a madman......
The rather loooong ride home after the show was not beloved, but - that's what you get for living 60 miles from your home. Not getting to sleep till 5:30 was also a bit of a drag, as I am just now (at 2 pm) dragging myself out of the depths and into the light.........
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In other news......
Ya ever notice how sometimes you do things that just aren't good for you, and really serve no earthly purpose at all other than to hurt yerself in a completely pointless and tawdry manner? I'm gonna stop doing one a them there things today. No more reading a certain diary. I've gotten all I'm ever gonna get out of it.
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In yet more news.......
Ever introduce two friends that you think would like each other, and they end up liking each other more than you? I think I did that with my cats. Well, not really, but - man. It is a shocker to see the way they get along, especially when OldCat� has always hated everyone but me. Still, I'm glad for him - he's peppier and seems to be having more fun than he has in a long time.
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I have been thinking about what I am missing in my life, romance-wise, and I have decided, apart from everything else - the lack of secret injokes, the lack of someone to call in the middle of the night, the lack of a steady movie date, the lack of snogging and sex, what I really really miss - today, anyway - is someone to hold hands with. There's nothing better than sitting in the dark at the movies, holding hands with your main squeeze. Nope - there just isn't. A good hand holder is worth her weight in gold. I mean, heck, most anyone can be taught to enjoy (or at least perform) yer sex perversion o' choice - but good handholding - that seems to be a matter o'nature, not nurture......
Music to stare bleary-eyed at the screen by:
Velvet Underground - "Lady Godiva's Operation" (White Light White Heat)
"Now comes the moment of great, great decision - the doctor is making his first incision.......
One goes here.......
One goes there......"
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