Ugh....it's too late for me to be waking up early. So, hmmm...in Sux City, with my stuff, in some apartment, apparently one I pay for...still going back to IC next week to work and hang and get gigs. Every crazy feeling is being sublimated to some perception of a plan right now. Job, car, school, music....some climbing or something. I want to not know what I'm talking about, which is in reality a comfortable inevitability. Gua.
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gigs? are you a musician or something? i can't play an instrument because i'm uncoordinated.
You moved already? We never had that drink!
Make sure you get a hold of me if you're back in town--I'd love to see you before you take off for good!