life is a parade
Oct. 8th, 2008 11:52 pmtonight was an unusual night in the quest of me having balance in my life and ensuring that i do in fact see people that are not my coworkers. to that end post work i hustled my ass out to oaktown for the wonder of true texas enchiladas - mmmmmm fucking tasty - and some good trashy tv with
smallstages and
gordonzola .
muy_macha was supposed to join us but sadly had to settle for chiming in via text from the san francisco satellite office. which she did and well - often texting in what had just been said in the room. overall though for real it was a really good night. driving over with the sun vaguely setting lake merritt did its best with pretty and small hidden paths to tempt me to stop and explore. tempt me to stop and move in. tempt me to throw over san francisco for these sexy and mysterious oakland wiles that seem to keep pulling in more and more of my chosen family. company and friends and life and work talk was more than good. i took the long way round getting home to ensure some maximum night dreaming time. i told the music pal last night - you just gotta put those feet one in front of the other. i keep thinking of that. how true it is. i've felt so lost for a while and it's like finally i am seeing the vaguest outline of the path. i've been on it the whole time but only now am i starting to see it. i am not even sure what i am seeing just yet. but there is something, some consistency of direction and some sort of building happening. what's she building in there indeed.
now trying to hammer out these words fast enough so that the bed can hold me up with sweet sleepy dreams and not over tired night sweat nightmares like the last few nights.
tomorrow is a benefit for obama junk band music thing at the rickshaw.
friday is an accordion jam out in hunters point.
saturday is music all damn day
and sunday is either inlaws or sleep.
we'll see how reliable i can be to myself for these plans that i want want want to do - even if i do them solo
hot damn it was a busy week. next week is recoup from it all and figure out what comes next. life is a parade.
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now trying to hammer out these words fast enough so that the bed can hold me up with sweet sleepy dreams and not over tired night sweat nightmares like the last few nights.
tomorrow is a benefit for obama junk band music thing at the rickshaw.
friday is an accordion jam out in hunters point.
saturday is music all damn day
and sunday is either inlaws or sleep.
we'll see how reliable i can be to myself for these plans that i want want want to do - even if i do them solo
hot damn it was a busy week. next week is recoup from it all and figure out what comes next. life is a parade.