I can’t do it
The band is playing in the basement tonight, and my brain is leaking out of my ears. Today was not a fun day, and I don’t particularly want to talk to anyone. I thought this would be the perfect night to play catch up and read every blog on my blogroll, so I opened each page up in its own tab. And then I didn’t read any of them. I looked at every page and thought, “I’d really like to read that, but maybe I should wait until I’m paying attention.” ‘Cause I’m really not paying attention tonight. My book is getting the same treatment. What am I going to do with myself?