Did the worst gig in the universe yesterday with the Toledo Show in Newport Beach. I can't even talk about it. I spent sixteen hours marvelling at the sheer pointlessness and ineptitude of my day and the people in it, respectively.
By four pm I had decided that I would only respond to people with one of the following four phrases:
-Why are you here right now?
-I am surrounded by idiots.
-You need an ego check.
-Tequila, please.
Entertaining myself in this way helped a lot. I got home at 5.30 this morning and did NOT kill myself, as I had earlier speculated I might.
Here's to coping skills!
Who's got a Percoset?
By four pm I had decided that I would only respond to people with one of the following four phrases:
-Why are you here right now?
-I am surrounded by idiots.
-You need an ego check.
-Tequila, please.
Entertaining myself in this way helped a lot. I got home at 5.30 this morning and did NOT kill myself, as I had earlier speculated I might.
Here's to coping skills!
Who's got a Percoset?
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braveart:
i'm sorry you had such a shitty day, and a shitty show. i hope that T doesn't fuck all this up for you.
braveart:
oh, btw, i got paid..and, um, i bought an iPod...tee hee 