After spending the first couple of nights with Katie, we’ve moved on to staying with my old friend Nicole. We stayed with her last time we were in Charlotte, back in October, and there’s something about her presence that makes it seem like no time has passed at all. The route to her house is familiar, Raleigh the cat is familiar, trying to get online with the neighbours internet relies on familiar contortions.
We’re sitting downstairs, talking over the percussive sounds of birds whacking into the upstairs windows. It’s very sad.
Last night’s show at the SK Net Cafe was poorly organized and had me kind of grumpy throughout the night. I think I’d been eager just to sit and watch Madagascar (we get to finish that out tonight) and having to go out and play a gig had me kind of bummed.
As usual, really friendly people. A lot of punk rock Love last night.
*thunk*
God, that’s really, really awful!
