In which I do a gig I feel good about… and drink WAY too much wine. Yesterday I came home on my lunch break and took a shower and put on jeans and cute shoes. After work I came home to drop Bindu off and smear on some mascara. By seven I was at the […]
In which I get money for nothin’. (But no chicks for free.) First of all, I haven’t washed my hair in 3 days, and I just want to get that out of the way before we go any further. Full disclosure and all that. Yesterday afternoon RB left me a voicemail message at work saying […]
In which I go out and have a lot of fun. And FAR too much wine! Saturday afternoon Syl texted me; she and C were in town. Turns out RB had gotten a recording gig and had hired the rest of the band to schlep gear. C worked while Syl and I hung out Saturday […]
