three shots to the wind

three shots of espresso and no breakfast - survey says how long until i crash? the big goals for today are to get my own personal granty goods printed, copied and colated for final review tonight and to go through every damn one of my boss's emails and learn everything going on so that i can be the super organized on top of it monkey.

what i want to do today is call the friend and head over to glen park and look at the miners lettuce and roll down a hill or two. mmmmm fun. there is potential for a run to bernal today during lunch since it is the co-worker who used to have orange hairs second to last day. celebrations are needed. though i must say he is cracking me up as he keeps flashing crayonbeam and i. what a silly boy.

did not sleep well at all last night. sigh. the lady is super overworked - why oh why do i take on the stress of those around me. i feel like i am working at a film festival too. geez.

general dissatisfaction.

went to RADAR last night - good readers. i drank too much coffee right before and was some strange combination of shy and over smiley. i think i scared some people. but at least i got to see folks that i hadn't seen in YEARS and hear some good work.

QUEER OPEN MIC RIDES AGAIN THIS FRIDAY!

Hey Everyone

Come rock out with me and the fabulous features Suzy La Follette and Andrea Gibson as they bring the Siren's Iris Poetry Tour to SF! Details are below. Be there or be square. and if you're extra nice we can all go shake the booty at Hot Pants after...wahoo!

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7:30 sign up, 8pm show @ Three Dollar Bill Cafe

1800 Market @ Octavia in SF - www.threedollarbill.com for more informational goodness

$1 - $5 Sliding Scale, NOTAFLOF

 

 

not so much fun in the park

took another park lunch break - this time solo, but ran into a friend. that was grand. brief chat and then i was off on my own - but not - dogs missing from the walk - oh no - much shouting and calling for dogs rounded out the break. stressy stressy. left me feeling a little off. and the emotional landscape today is strange.

the night is stretching in front of me. solo night with no plans. there is an open mic tonight - but i feel like i need a performance break. just a little one. the lady has her own filmy thing going on. i have the house to myself. combination of excitement and dread. the night yawns open in front of me, daring me, challenging me and i am afraid.

i have to make keys tonight. two new friends get keys to the homestead for the dogwalking. hafta then deliver them and then... tape american idol and maybe get some work or some laundry done. laundry would be noble.

vaguely sad. will panic come later... who knows. maybe i should just settle in and start thinking about jokes.

crankypants

i am the grumpiest ever
despite good news

good news - whatever
blah blah blah

someone is sticking an icepick into my stomach
i feel like jumping out of my skin AND i am lethargic

how boring