one weekend of faire sits hard. It managed to trigger all my insecurities and immaturity and cram it into two days. It also managed to whet my appetite with no chance of follow-thru. feh. At least it was a productive weekend, both financially and ego- emotionally. I haven't. enough of an ego for music, really, but the number of people who responded to us was almost scary. Cast and patrons. we had people I've never seen before say they had completely rearranged their schedule or come an extra day just for us. It's freakin' humbling. My biggest disappointment is that Adrian is going in a completely different direction right now. Swords over music. I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do about it.
Saw a giant ''2005 AMA Member'' sticker on someone's car the other day. That was rather cool :) .
I'm strangely out of it these days. I can't concentrate on work, I'm sleeping wierd, my tummy's gurgling for nothing, and I'm still trying to figure out if I have tendonitis or even if I care. Well, of course I care, I just haven't decided on doctor or dealing. three guesses what I've done so far. Good job I can wield a decent left_ hand sword.
there's a lot going on, in- and externally. Brain shut-down happens frequently. It's frustrating. when you feel off balance it's hard to find the first step to fix that. Time wounds all heels after all.