November 9th, 2005.
It’s the highest calling for me, at least – don’t get me wrong, I have absolutely no illusions about that in the greater scheme of things. I don’t mean much,
November 8th, 2005.
Sipping hot tea and sitting in a bundle on the floor since I just don’t feel like climbing up on the coach. I feel like I’ve been catching a lot
November 7th, 2005.
Tired and sick? Perhaps sick and tired. Mostly tired. A little sick. I could feel myself coming down with it Saturday morning. I’d stayed out all night and played (played
November 2nd, 2005.
College Perk open mic tonight… such a thing, such a thing. God I Love to flirt, and I’m so frightened of it. Brennan was feeling the sickness tonight, coughing up
November 1st, 2005.
People gathered to save me tonight. A rough night at the Velvet Lounge in DC. Though the sound was pretty nice, and at this point I’m realizing that even on